All Chapters of The Alpha's Celestial Hellhound: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1 HellhoundMy skin hissed against the silver blade pressed against my throat. The searing pain brought tears to my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I couldn’t cry - not when I was seeing my fated mate for the first time. I didn’t even know his name, but I felt that invisible thread weave itself around my heart and tighten when he stepped closer.His ice-blue eyes betrayed no emotion, especially in his wolf form. Even though he was larger than any wolf I had ever seen, with pitch dark fur, he blended with the shadows seamlessly. My mate was drinking in every tiny detail of not just me, but the demon holding a knife to my neck...Valefar; the demon who had slaughtered my pack and raised me to be his own personal Hellhound. I could see that my mate wanted nothing more than to claw Valefar’s heart out of his chest, but if even one whisker twitched, Valefar would end my life in an instant.“That’s it,” Valefar’s shrill voice sounded utterly delighted. “Stay where you are and

Chapter 3The Price of Loyalty - Part One“I saw the state Valefar returned home in,” Diana Warfur seethed. “Battered, bruised, bleeding! Why didn’t you protect him?! Your sole purpose up on the Surface is to protect our Master!” Diana yelled, spit flecking at my face and for a split second I thought she was going to hit me again.“I tried,” I rasped.“Liar!”“I’m not lying! Do you even know what happened on the Surface?” My building rage finally got the better of me and I shouted back at her. “Have you even spoken to Valefar, or are you just making up your own stories?! Sit down, Diana, and I’ll tell you exactly what happened to your precious Master.”Diana stepped back. She still looked ready to rip me to shreds, but at least some part of her wanted to hear me out.I decided to push my luck a little. “I want to tell Amber what happened as well,”“I’m not waiting for you to gather an audience, Sera!” Diana’s hand launched towards me and she grabbed a fistful of my t-shirt. Her perfec

Chapter 5Demon Vs Werewolf “We haven’t crossed paths before,” the wolf - Renrik, now that I know his name, spoke assuredly as he began to walk a wide circle around myself and Valefar. “If we had, you wouldn’t have walked away breathing.” “How stereotypically werewolf of you. So violent, even though you insist you don’t know me.” Valefar brushed his blonde bangs off of his face and sighed. “However, I admit it. I don’t recognize your voice, now that I’ve heard more of it. You do remind me of someone, though. Bah, but a lot of you wolves look and sound the same. I’ve killed so many of you over the years, it’s hard to recall who I might be thinking of…” The demon was playing with Renrik, trying to coax a savage reaction out of him. Renrik wasn’t a fool; he didn’t take the ba

Chapter 7Duskborne(Seraphine’s POV)“The Duskborne family,” Diana had laid herself down on my bed and folded her arms behind her head. “They’re old blood. Like, old, old blood.”“Okay?” Amber and I eyed each other, intrigued but confused.“I heard stories of them back when I was a kid on the Surface. Ask the older Hellhounds here and they’ll tell you the same thing I will. The Duskbornes are selfish monsters.” There was a flicker of a smile on Diana’s lips. She enjoyed slandering my mate; jealous, most likely. I didn’t dwell on her bitterness and at first, I didn’t take her words seriously.Amber furrowed her brow, giving Diana a look that silently told her to behave herself. “What are you talking about?”“Amber, have you ever heard of the Veilrend pack?” Diana stayed lying down, her head facing my friend.“Veil-rend? Uh,” She rubbed her chin as she turned the name over her tongue. “Oh! Yes! I… I have...” Her excitement over remembering immediately gave way to uncertainty as her gaze

Chapter 9Dream come true(Seraphine’s POV)Sleep didn’t come easily, but eventually I nodded off with tears staining my cheeks. I had expected nightmares. Dark visions of Hellhounds mating me while Valefar held me down with that polite, fake smile plastered on his lips. What I actually dreamt was quite different. I found myself standing on a platform of prismatic clouds. A warmth greeted me, but not like the dry heat of Hell. This warmth was comforting, like an embrace from a forgotten friend. I felt so light and airy that I wanted to fall back into the mix of colours and leave my mind to swim in the magical weave. My clothes had changed. My usual pants and top were traded for a long, flowing dress. A shimmering, pearlescent sheen to the fabric made me feel like a princess. I twirled around, enjoying the freedom, right up until I saw a mountainous figure watching me, mouthing my name. I froze. “Renrik?” I’d only seen his wolf form. This was a man who stood before me and still I kn