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I was in front of a man who had been designed to kill, an experiment that had claimed the life of the person he loved most.Killian managed to notice my reaction instantly. His eyes darkened and he took my hands with a possessive strength, preventing me from moving away.“Ivy, look at me” Killian said in a soft voice. “I’ve spent years learning to control the beast. I know I’m not perfect, but I won't hurt you.”His voice sounded so soft, so real, that my fear dissipated little by little. However, he continued speaking.“My mother died because my father's bond was his only weakness. For my hybrid, eliminating that weakness was the way to make him invincible. That's why I hate the mate bond.”“But your mother told you not to hate it...” I began to say. “She didn't blame you, Killian.”“My mother was a dreamer, Ivy” he sentenced, squeezing my fingers. “I don't need destiny to tell me who to love. I’m fine with you because you are the female I chose, and that has much more power than any

POV: ALPHA SILASThe days in the Eclipse Pack felt like a rope slowly tightening around my throat.Almost a week had passed since I gave the order to locate Killian Blackwood's female, and the result was an absolute silence that was driving me insane.Killian had always been an expert at vanishing into the shadows, but this was different.It was assumed that if that female carried his mark, the bond should emit a frequency, a trail of power traceable for my best scents.But there was nothing. It was as if that girl had ceased to exist on the spiritual plane."Goddamn it!" I roared, sweeping everything resting on my oak desk away with a single movement of my arm.Glass lamps, heavy silver inkwells, and ancient maps flew through the air, crashing against the stone walls.The sound of breaking glass was not enough to calm the fire burning in my chest.I stood up, kicking the leather chair back, and began to pace the office like a caged animal.How was it possible for him to hide her so w

POV: CALEB STONERThe outside world ceased to exist the moment I locked Leyla's bedroom door.Killian's orders about watching the campus and tracking Ivy turned into distant static in the face of the fire roaring in my veins.I didn't care that he was my Alpha, nor that he could rip my head off for insubordination; in that instant, my only universe was Leyla's bedroom and the suffocating heat emanating from her body.Leyla was beneath my body, her legs spread wide, encircling my waist like silk shackles. Her eyes were clouded with lust, fixed on mine as I thrust into her with an animal cadence, making the dorm bed creak violently against the wall."Ahhh! Caleb, harder... harder!" she moaned, arching her back in such a way that her breasts crashed against my naked chest. "Fuck me as if it were the last time!""You are mine, Leyla... fuck, you are so tight" I growled, my voice vibrating in her ear. "I love how you squeeze me, how you receive me. This cunt was designed only for my dick,

I felt like the biggest idiot in the world. In my obsession with Leyla, my brain had reset, erasing any trace of other females, but the past isn't erased that easily."I forgot about her..." I whispered, rubbing my face with my bloodied hands. "Since I saw Leyla, no other female exists for me.""And that is exactly what I feared" Killian moved away, turning his back to me to look out the window toward the campus."What are you talking about Killian?" I asked with doubt surrounding my neck."The mate bond. That biological weakness that blinds the strongest men. Look at what it has done to you in less than forty-eight hours: you have lost your judgment and almost killed an eighteen-year-old student in front of the entire faculty."He stopped centimeters from me. His scent of sandalwood and hybrid power was so strong that it forced me to lower my head in a sign of submission."Caleb. The mate bond makes us weak, stupid, and predictable. It turns you into a walking target for our enemies.

THIRD PERSON POV Killian Blackwood stood static in the middle of the sawmill, with the phone still vibrating from the adrenaline of relief.The roar of the saws cutting pine wood seemed like a whisper compared to the violent beat of his own heart. He felt stupid and vulnerable.The confirmation from Ivy that she was safe should have been the end of the matter, but for the Hybrid, it was the beginning of a terrifying epiphany. "Nineteen minutes?" Killian thought, feeling how his claws tried to tear the leather of his palm.In all his existence, since the black serum was injected into his neck, he had never allowed another person's well-being to dictate the rhythm of his heartbeat. He had no weaknesses; he was a war machine designed for lethal self-sufficiency. And yet, there he was, with an erratic pulse and relief running through his veins like a sweet poison."Boss, are you okay?" asked Marcus, observing the unusual paleness on the