Todos los capítulos de Ravished By Four Insatiable Beasts: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Zorya The thick, unmistakable scent of sex hit me before the sight did. I froze at the threshold of Darian’s office, fingers tightening around the doorframe. The air was heavy, saturated with pheromones and the faint spice of his cologne. I’d worn that scent on my skin once, believing it meant home. Now, it was burning like acid in my lungs. The muffled moans came next. I could hear breathless gasps, a low growl I’d known for years, the creak of his desk straining beneath movement that shouldn’t have been happening. My pulse stopped, then raced so fast it blurred the edges of my vision. I pushed the door open. Darian was behind her, his hands gripping the edge of the desk, his body moving with a ferocity he’d never shown me in years of marriage. The woman’s head tilted back, blonde hair spilling down her back, and she moaned his name with a desperation that made bile rise in my throat. “Darian…” He stilled. Slowly, his head turned. Our eyes met. His were wild, dark, and unasham

ZoryaThe next evening, Vivia stormed into my apartment like a one-woman hurricane, waving two sleek black cards that shimmered under the neon light.“Guess who’s getting a night out?” she announced, tossing one onto my bed.I blinked up from my laptop, still staring at the university’s email as if it might disappear. “Vivia, I don’t even own proper club shoes.”She scoffed, already rummaging through my wardrobe. “Please. Your application just got recognized by Lunaris City University. That’s not a small win, it’s a cosmic one. And you’re celebrating it. End of discussion.”Before I could argue, she flung a shimmering black dress my way. It wasn’t something I would’ve ever worn before because the dress was a little too short, a little too confident. But then again… I wasn’t the same woman anymore.The club was alive before we even reached the door.Music pulsed through the walls like a heartbeat, a deep, throbbing rhythm that made the ground hum beneath my boots. Lights spun in violen

ZoryaThe city glimmered under the dusk, the skyline of Lunaris painted in crimson and silver hues as the blood moon began to rise. I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing the lapels of the blazer Vivia had lent me. It wasn’t new, but it made me look like someone who belonged, like a woman who knew what she wanted, not one who’d crawled here with a broken past and a stolen child.My reflection looked composed, but my stomach was a storm.“You look like a future lawyer,” Vivia said from the doorway, her grin wide and proud.I smiled faintly. “Let’s hope I act like one too.”“Just remember to keep your head down, your words should be measured, and for the love of the moon, don’t argue with any Alphas tonight.”“I’ll be on my best behavior,” I promised, grabbing my small bag.The orientation was being held at a grand Hall, a domed structure at the heart of the university, where marble pillars rose like white fangs toward the heavens. When I stepped inside, I was greeted by the soft hum

ZORYAThe moment my fingers brushed Ares’s, a shockwave ran through me, making every nerve stand on fire. My wolf roared, claws digging into my skin from the inside, desperate, urgent. The threads connecting me to the four Alphas throbbed like living things, wrapping around my heart, my mind, my very essence. I tried to pull back, but the bond was stronger than my fear, stronger than my will.Gunner’s hand hovered near mine, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off his skin. My body jerked toward him despite my mind screaming no. The faint brush of air between us felt like fire, a promise I couldn’t yet understand.“You feel it, don’t you?” Gunner murmured, voice low and teasing, almost cruel in its seduction. “The pull… the bond? It’s not just your wolf, it’s also you, Zorya. Every part of you belongs to us now.”I gasped, shaking my head, backing against the stone wall, but it was useless. Finn stepped closer from my other side, his presence suffocatingly close, yet int

GUNNER The roar of the Arena Quarter greeted me before I even crossed the border into Iron Claw territory with thunderous cheers, clashing metal, drunken shouts. My kingdom of chaos. The place where power was earned through fists and blood, not politics or pretty words.The motorcycle beneath me purred like a beast tamed only by my hands. The streets shimmered under neon red lights, pulsing like a living organism. To others, this place was hell.To me? Home.But tonight, nothing felt familiar.Not when her scent still clung to me like wildfire and midnight storms.Not when her voice kept replaying in my head… breathless, defiant… perfect.Zorya.Just thinking her name made my wolf slam against the walls of my control, snarling to be free. I tightened my grip on the handlebars, jaw ticking. I needed to exercise some control.I’ve always had it. I owned it, and lived by it. But she… She tore it from me without even trying.I parked outside the Iron Pit, the stadium-sized arena at the d