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Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 047- The Boy With Her Eyes
Ember's POV My eyes were fixed on the scroll in my hands, my heart pounding vigorously in my chest. This was my own death sentence written with my own fucking blood. Just three fucking days….That was what was left before I would be burned alive by my own step father, in front of the whole pack members. It was an execution, a public humiliation, a slap to my dignity. I was to be used as a warning to every wolf of every rank, omega, beta, gamma, every single person….a warning to anyone who planned to rebel or woman who dared to go against societal norms. They wanted to make me a scapegoat, stripped of any clothing left of me, lights shining brightly on my skin as the whole pack watched me burn. But, I refused to die like that. Not like a runt, not on a fucking collar wrapped around my neck like a leg or on my knee. And sure as fuck not before snapping Zane back from the hell hole be was bound in. My hands trembled, blood draining from my face as my grip on the scroll tightened,
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 046-Day Two, Hope He Remembers
Ember's POV I could hardly sleep, not when the cold marble beneath me felt more harder than how it used to be. As I moved, my bones ached, my skin bruising. My muscles felt so stiff, the open bruises on my skin itching. My mind raced back to yesterday, back in Zane's room in my desguise as Ash. “You look familiar” I remembered him saying. At least, he didn't threaten me, just stared at me like he remembered something. That was progress.Small. Fragile. But real.I rolled onto my side, keeping my back toward the dungeon door in case someone came too early. My fingers slid under the moss, reached into the hollow space I’d carved the first night. My stolen armor was still there. My wrapped blade. The herbs for scent masking. The rune stone I’d bled over. Everything untouched.I had to move. Before someone else did first.I wrapped my palm in cloth, swallowed down the stiffness in my muscles, and dragged myself toward the tunnel. My body protested, my legs shaking as I crawled. I di
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 045-A Crack In The Curse
Ember's POV I didn’t know how long I’d been hanging there.Time didn’t pass normally in the tower. There was no sun, no moon.....only the shimmer of the enchantments on the glass walls and the echo of wind as it passed over the stone. My arms ached from being shackled above my head. My knees throbbed, raw from kneeling on the cold slab floor. Blood had dried along my thighs, crusted beneath my breasts, pooled around the sigils carved into my flesh.But I was still breathing.Still conscious.And that, to them, was the real punishment.The wind howled again, slicing across my skin. My nipples hardened instantly, my teeth chattering. I closed my eyes, pressing my forehead against my arms, not because I was tired.....but because if I looked up again, I knew what I’d see.My reflection.The enchantments didn’t just show me to the upper court. They forced me to see myself too. Every broken inch. Every bruise. Every line of blood dried between my legs, every carved mark across my chest. I
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 044-Let Her Suffer
Ember's POV They didn’t let me walk.They dragged me.Chains wrapped around my ankles, biting into bone. My arms hung behind me, wrists pulled taut by the silver shackles that burned like they were dipped in molten fire. My hair clung to my face in blood-matted ropes, and the thin white gown they’d forced over my body was already turning crimson from the reopened wounds along my back.The ceremonial yard was already alive when they pulled me through the doors—alive like a fucking fever dream.Torches lit the altar, hundreds of them, flames licking toward the sky in a jagged halo of heat. The Moon Fang pack was gathered in full, faces painted with runes, blood smeared across mouths and chests like war banners. They howled when they saw me. Growled. Chanting already, their voices thundered like drums from hell:“Purge the weakness. Burn the curse. Spill the Omega.”The sound rattled in my skull, relentless. I bit down on my tongue just to focus, just to not scream.I stumbled forward,
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 043-She Dies Tomorrow
Ember's POV I couldn't sleep, not even a wink. Not after the guards tore Zane off my grip back at the river, after that bitch, Kaela, emerged from behind the trees and shot Zane with that tranquilizer that contained wolf's poison. It seemed as though she was waiting for him to slip, even if it's just a little bit. I could still hear his painful snarl in my head, how he growled in fury, so loud and guttural, I could literally feel the earth beneath my feet shudder from the impact. But then, just as Zane was about to charge at Kaela, just as his claws sprouted out of his hand and his body was to shift into something monstrous, she struck. Flip! The dart sunk deep into his neck, making his body stiffen mid air. He widened his eyes, something primal, maybe sadness, flickered in those golden orbs as he locked gaze with me. And then, he dropped to the wet grass with a loud thud, his body collapsing, frozen. I looked down and saw as his muscles switched, his eyes widened, his mouth hu
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 042-Is He Back
Ember's POV After bleeding on the altar, I didn't wake up, dumped in my dungeon as usual, no. I woke up to my knees scraping on rough marble floors, they dragged my limp, almost unconscious, broken body through the Hallway, Magnus's rune and Zane's name carved deep into my flesh. It still stung with a burning pain that made my breath hitch. I didn't cry, neither did I scream. The tears left in my eyes had already dried up when Zane cracked the last whip in my skin, etching his mark into my laps. I should have been numb to all pains and emotions towards Zane. But unfortunately, I couldn't. Not when his name still burned more than I was tortured. With each step I took, the chains clattered against each other, my arms bound together in front of me this time around, the golden shackles glowing with faint magic against my bruised, bleeding wrists. Behind me, I heard as the guards sneered and laughed mockingly, nudging me forward to walk faster as they spoke lowly about me. I said no
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