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Chapter One: Moonless and Marked

Elara's POVI sat by the stream, hugging my knees to my chest, watching how the dark water swallowed every hint of moonlight. My twenty-second birthday. Another year mate-less. Another year of whispers and pitiful looks.“She’s cursed,” they always said. “Forgotten by the Moon Goddess.”Footsteps crunched behind me, and I turned slowly. Three she-wolves stepped out from the trees, smirking like hungry wolves circling a wounded deer.Maren led them, her blonde hair tied high, her eyes glittering with malice. “Look at her,” she said, voice dripping with disgust. “Sitting here all alone like the pathetic little rat she is.”I stayed quiet, trying to stand up, but Lysa shoved me back down. “Where do you think you’re going, curse girl?”“Leave me alone,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.“Leave me alone,” Maren mocked in a high-pitched voice, making the others giggle. She crouched in front of me, eyes scanning my face with disgust. “No wonder no one wants you. Look at you. Filthy lit

Chapter Two – The Alpha Who Felt Nothing

Kael's POVThe sun hadn’t fully risen when I stepped onto the training field, sword in hand. Damon, my Beta and oldest friend, was already there, stretching his arms as he watched me approach with that amused look he always wore in the mornings.“You’re early today,” he said, his lips twitching into a grin.“I’m always early,” I replied, rolling my shoulders to loosen the tight knots that had formed overnight. I hadn’t slept. I rarely did these days.He chuckled and picked up his sword from the rack. “Right. You just look meaner when you wake up angry.”“Shut up and fight,” I said, raising my blade and taking my stance.He didn’t hesitate. Our swords clashed, the sound ringing across the silent field. Damon pushed back with force, his muscles straining against mine. “Careful, Alpha,” he grunted. “Don’t kill me before breakfast.”I didn’t bother to answer him. My focus stayed sharp, movements clean and precise. Strike, block, parry, counter. This was the only place I felt in control, w

Chapter Three – The Room Without a Window

Elara's POVWhen they dragged me into the east wing, I expected a dungeon or a cell. Instead, the guards shoved me into a room so beautiful it made my chest ache.Soft cream carpets lined the floor, and heavy maroon curtains draped over tall windows. I hurried forward, clutching the fabric and pulling it aside, only to find… brick. My heart sank. The windows were fake. Just wooden frames nailed to stone walls and covered with curtain fabric to mimic drapery.My wolf whimpered in my chest, feeling just as caged as I did.I turned slowly, taking in the rest of the room. A large bed with gold-embroidered sheets dominated the space. There was a carved wooden wardrobe in the corner and a table with fresh fruit and water. The scent of lavender and sage hung thick in the air, making my head feel heavy and my wolf sluggish.I moved to the wardrobe, pulling open the doors to find dresses – dozens of them – all in muted silks and satins, some still tagged. No shoes. No coats. Just delicate gown

Chapter Four – A Wolf Without a Heart

Kael's POVI stood by the window in my study, staring out at the training fields below, though my mind was far from the sight before me. Damon entered quietly, closing the door behind him, his boots clicking softly against the polished floor as he approached.“You missed the elders’ meeting this morning,” he said, his voice careful.“They waste time with their endless talk,” I replied, not turning to look at him. “I’ll hear their reports later.”He sighed, crossing his arms as he watched me in silence. “You haven’t been yourself lately.”I finally glanced at him, my brow lowering. “What do you mean by that?”He shifted under my gaze, eyes flicking away briefly before returning to mine. “Your temper has been shorter. You’re distracted. Even now, you’re not here. Your mind is elsewhere.”I clenched my jaw, feeling irritation coil tight in my chest. “My mind is exactly where it should be.”“Is it?” he asked quietly.I turned fully to him, eyes narrowing. “Say what you’re thinking, Damon.

Chapter Five – The Womb and the Warning

Elara's POV I lay staring at the ceiling long after he left, feeling the warmth of his touch still burning across my skin even though it had turned cold. My wolf lay silent inside me, her presence a faint flicker of exhausted light in the darkness of my chest. She didn’t snarl or whimper or claw at the walls of my mind like I expected her to. Instead, she just lay there quietly, watching the broken pieces of me scatter like glass across the floor of my soul. Why are you calm? I whispered to her in the quiet of my mind, but she didn’t answer. She just curled tighter around herself, her silence louder than any words she could have spoken. I pulled the sheets over my body and turned my face into the pillow, letting silent tears soak the fabric as I bit down on my lip to keep from sobbing out loud. I didn’t want them to hear me. I didn’t want them to know how broken I truly was. When the tears finally stopped, I forced myself to sit up, ignoring the ache in my hips and the bruises b

CHAPTER 6 - The Alpha’s Command

ELARA'S POV I woke up, my breath caught in my throat. The sheets beneath me were damped with sweat, my skin was warm and sticky. For a moment, I didn't even know where I was anymore but the ache between my thighs immediately reminded me. Light night hadn't been a dream. He'd taken me. Again. At this point, I didn't feel this was for me being his breeder but his pleasure and dominance. But something felt…. different. The pain wasn't as sharp. My muscles didn't scream when I moved and my body felt as if it had begun to heal overnight. Too quickly. My fingers drifted down to the bruises I knew were there, but they'd already faded. My wolf stirred faintly in my chest. It was the first time in days she’d moved. I blinked forward at the door as it opened with a soft creak. Leah entered, arms full of folded towels and a shallow bowl of steaming water. Her steps were careful and deliberate and for the first time, she really didn't meet my gaze no matter how I tried to make her look at

CHAPTER 7 - ONLY A BREEDER

His body moved over mine in slow, punishing stroke, every thrust deep, measured, filled with a heat that both ignited and humiliated. Keal's grip on my hip was iron, anchoring me to him like he needed to brand my skin, to remind me that this body was his now.But this time, something was different, he wasn't just talking me in, he was claiming. Each movement wasn't careless or angry, it was focused and hungry. Possessive in a way that made my breath catch and my traitorous body tighten beneath him. I hated it. Hated how he filled me, how my body burned for him and how I responded despite everything he'd done.I didn't want this. And yet, I arched into him.His breath was hot against my throat, and my fingers curled into the sheets as he dragged me higher with every motion. My heart pounded. I clenched my jaw, trying to resist the tide, but it crashed over me anyway.I shattered with a gasp, my body convulsing, heat unraveling in waves.And that’s when it happened.A growl from me, rip

CHAPTER 8 - UNCLAIMED

KEAL'S POVThe cold hush of pre-dawn settled over my chamber like a veil, muffling sound and slowing breath. I sat upright in bed, sweat clinging to my chest despite the chill curling through the balcony doors. My fingers dug into the sheets, my jaw clenched and my breath shallow.Another night, ruined. Another dream that felt too real to be a fantasy. I was fucking having a sex dream with Elara!Not the version of her that bites back with words and holds her chin high. No, the one that haunts me when I close my eyes. Her skin flushed, lips parted and the soft of her gasp when I—“Fuck.” I drag a hand down my face. My palm comes away damp with sweat, but it does nothing to erase the image burned behind my eyelids.And then it flashed. The disappointed look on her face two days ago when I spoke like she meant nothing and yes, she didn't. She was just my breeder, a transaction and nothing more.And fuck! It's been two days and I still haven't set my eyes on her. I threw off the covers

CHAPTER 9 - BREEDER. OUTSIDER. FORGOTTEN

ELARA’S POVThe dream stayed with me long after I woke up. I had felt it, my wolf rising again. Teeth bared. A growl deep in my chest as Kael pinned me down. It felt wild, raw… alive.And then… nothing.Morning light slipped through the narrow window slats, and I lay still, tangled in the sheets, staring at the ceiling. I hated myself.Why me?Why?While others had their mates, their futures, their peace. I had nothing but shame. I didn’t want to believe I was cursed by the Moon Goddess… but maybe I was. My wolf had gone silent again.I pressed a hand to my chest, hoping to quiet the ache that lingered inside. It wasn’t just Kael’s touch that haunted me. It was the way I broke into pieces afterward. The look on his face… cold, blank. Like I was nothing.I’d felt something for him. I still did. But every time he ignored my questions or left me standing there alone, I wondered if I was just fooling myself. Maybe I was cursed. That’s what I told myself, because the truth hurt worse.I sa

CHAPTER 10 - NOT HER, NEVER HER.

KAEL'S POVThe war chamber was colder than usual, or maybe it was just me. I stood with my arms folded behind my back, my eyes scanning the spread of alliance documents laid across the massive table. Territory updates. Supply runs. Border negotiations. Everything that mattered. Everything that should keep my mind not. Not drifting elsewhere.I hated how I always noticed it, soft and clean, like a wild jasmine in the rain. I had just closed my eyes to relax but the only thing that always came to my mind was Elara. I clenched my jaw and refocused, flipping a school open too hard. It wasn't supposed to matter. She wasn't supposed to matter at all. She was just a role, someone necessary just for breeding. A breeder who was chosen by prophecy and council law.I exhaled slowly, my fingers tapping once on the table before curling into a tight fist. It was frustrating. I told myself He exhaled slowly, fingers tapping once on the table before curling into a tight fist and for another reason,

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