Novel & Cerita Alina And The Darkling Fanfiction

I received the bonding notification matching me with Kieran Darkmoor, the Alpha of the Wolf Pack, while standing outside my bedroom door. Through the slightly ajar door, I caught the heavy scent of heather drifting out. I could hear a beastwoman's sultry moans mingled with a beastman's husky growls, coming at my ears in rhythmic waves. A lace nightgown lay discarded by the doorway, draped carelessly over my red high heels. Those were the same heels that Nathaniel Fairfax once spent an entire month crafting by hand from the finest materials, just for me.

She had no idea why Alina was telling her all of this. "She was supposed to marry him. Not me." Alina's voice was quiet but sharp. "My cousin was supposed to marry that monster. But she escaped. She died. And I was the one given to him instead." Talia wanted to say something. But the words stuck in her throat. "Alpha Talone,” she said his name like it tasted bad and shook her head. “He smells like old blood and ash. Every day in that house feels like I’m drowning. Like the walls are closing in and I can't breathe."

She wrapped her soft fingers around my dick. Alina stroked me till stars exploded behind my closed lids. I could feel the cum ripping its way from my balls. I pushed her back against the desk, spreading her legs as she laid back for me. “You're never leaving me, Alina. Full stop.” She grinned, her blue eyes like blue bells floating in the air. “You're right, I'm never leaving you, period.” I bent my head and swept my tongue over her slit, kissing her clit. She rocked forward, pushing herself further onto my tongue.

“What—” A dark wind pushed her back. Klea landed on the wall, face first. She can feel crimson blood streaming in her back. Alain struck again, this time with two shadow whips on either side of his hands. “Do you know how frustrated I am because your Alpha did not bring me the woman I asked for?” Klea winced as he struck again. “No.” Maybe this is what Alpha Ansel meant by his “good luck”. Alain is now striking her back with two shadow whips now. Although it’s not that painful at first. But it slowly built up. Now she’s crying.

“It is okay to feel scared. It is okay to trust me slowly. I will not hurt you. I will not leave you. I swear.” Alina’s lips trembled. “I… I have nightmares. Every night. Of him. Of being whipped. Of being punished. Of being alone. And I wake up… and it is true. He is still here. He still controls everything. And I… I cannot escape. I have tried to imagine another life… a life outside this mansion… a life where I am free… a life where I am human… But that life does not exist. It has never existed for me.”

ASHANTI'S POV. I can still feel Alina’s fingers wrapped around the fabric of my shirt, strangling me as I walk into the bedroom. With a sharp inhale and my eyes closed, I close the door behind me and the darkness behind my eyelids is a welcome relief until the memory of her face forces itself into my consciousness. Right now, it's safe to say that Alina is my worst nightmare in this Harem.

The sight of Alex undressing made Alina swallow her saliva deeply. "Apparently, Alex is sexier than Luis." muttered Alina in her heart. Alina began to pray to God to avoid unwanted events from happening again. ***

The fire crackled, casting long shadows across the mirrors that reflected every flushed cheek, every trembling breath. Siena’s fingers slid beneath Alina’s chin, tilting her gaze upward. "Tonight, you will learn what it means to truly give. Not just your body, but your will." Alina's lips parted, but she made no sound. Her eyes, wide with both fear and hunger, spoke the words her mouth couldn’t.

He released a villainous, satisfied laugh as he sleepily left sloppy kisses on the crook of her neck. "Fucking mine, all mine," he hummed drunkenly to himself. The villain held onto her possessively until he fell asleep. Alinta was too scared to move; even if she wanted to, she'd have difficulty shoving his firm arms off her. She was frail, her heart continuing to ache from sorrow and weakness. Alinta thought she was having a heart attack and was going to die; she was sure of it, but could not understand why. Whilst Bellinor was sleeping, Alinta escaped to the safety of her mind, desperately trying to reach for Angela. Although Bellinor was right about her wolf being gone, she could not acce