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My eyes shot open, and in walked a man who seemed to have stepped out of some kind of mythological book. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and every bit as imposing as the rumors had described. His features were striking enough that I almost forgot to breathe. If anyone could have been mistaken for a Greek god, it was him. His aura was captivating. This was no ordinary man; this was the Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack—Lucian Draven himself. And I was about to meet him. Lucian’s piercing blue eyes flicked from me to Aaron’s hand, still resting on my hair. The change in his expression was instant—his eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched in a silent display of irritation.

As the moon began to rise outside, its light filtered through the cracked stone windows, touching the sigils with silver fire. Seraphina took a deep breath and stepped into the circle. Her voice was steady now, but her heart shook. "By the will of my blood," she began, "I call upon the ancient ties that bind soul to soul. I name the thread between Alpha and Witch, and I seek to sever what was never meant to endure." The air thickened. The magic listened. And far below, the darkness shifted. Because the seal remembered. And it was hungry.

My heart was hurting the more I listened to this conversation. “Share? With you? What drug are you on?" Velyana said to her as she laughed in derision. I didn't raise my head because I didn't want to be involved in it. The room suddenly went silent, and I caught people rising to their feet from the corner of my eyes, and I did the same. The Lycan Alpha was probably here. As I lifted my head, I locked eyes with Lycan Alpha Zephyr. He didn't blink; there was no warmth in his gaze, but I couldn't bring myself to look away. He didn't look away for a while until he was forced to.

I came face to face with the beast and now the whole realm was in chaos because he killed an entire village. “I need to get out of here. I am sure he will find me here in the castle.” I ran back to the room, determined to leave the palace. I can’t stay in this place. But as soon as I entered the room, I was greeted by a different kind of aura. A strong and powerful aura that made my body tingle in excitement. I halted just outside the door and my eyes widened when I saw the Alpha King, Alpha Kelvin inside the room. He was sitting exactly at my bed, his electric-blue eyes drilled directly into my soul.

Natalia muttered. She turned her gaze to Lord Trevor. The high-born Lycan was slumped against the pillar, clutching the stump of his missing arm. His skin was pale from blood loss, his regal clothes reduced to burnt rags. He looked up at Natalia, his eyes flickering with a mixture of hatred and fear. "You think you've won, Natalia?" Trevor spat, coughing up dark blood. "You know nothing. That creature... that wasn't an accident." Natalia narrowed her eyes, her silver daggers still tight in her grip. She stepped closer, the tip of her blade hovering inches from his remaining eye. "Talk. Before I let the rest of the alchemical fire finish what that thing started."

He was lunging at someone Rucif recognized instantly. “Prince Xavier? What are you doing here?” Rucif shouted as he reached the Prince. “Rucif! Thank the gods! He drank your magical brews—all of them! Find an antidote, quickly!” Xavier shouted, dodging a massive claw. Rucif rushed into what remained of his house. The floral magic infusion he had prepared last night was nearly gone. “No wonder he’s lost his mind! That draught amplifies one's subconscious rage. I had no idea a Lycan could be this volatile! My house… my poor house!” he groaned.

Lucas snorted at me, with a dark glare. I took a step back from them, gripping tightly to my stained apron. Fear clouded my thoughts. “One of our servants.” Hera smiled. I saw his side view, the jawline, pointed nose, and lips, when he turned and caught my stare. I gasped. He was the man from that night. He was the Alpha? How did I not know that? But he wasn’t just the Alpha but my second chance mate: ‘Your senses were knocked.’ ‘It was because of you,’ I responded to my wolf.

another she-wolf commented, and the conversation continued amongst the werewolves gathered. Some even started placing bets on whether Lyra would survive or not, causing Portia's anger to rise as she clenched her fist, ready to scold them. But before she could even speak, everyone fell silent as the Alpha King stood from his seat. The winds grew stronger, all eyes to face Gamma Lucian. shifted to Kian, and many of them flinched in response when he quickly rearranged the asymmetrical cape hanging on his shoulder before turning. "Bring me a horse," he ordered, "I will join you inside."

Hello! So, Alpha Marcel will have it's own separate book for those who love standalone books, for those who like to keep going with longer books, you can continue the book through Alpha Salvatore (No need to buy the same book twice). I'll have the free chapters of Marcel free here as well. So, without furtherado, let's go! Synopsis: “I, Lia Volkov, reject you…” “You’re being serious right now?” He asked, stopping her. “Do I look like I’m joking?” She asked, her eyes hardening. “I am going to reject you… and you, Alpha, are going to accept it…”

|| Lilac’s POV || Alaric walked around the desk and stopped before an old chest. The ancient chest creaked as he opened it, releasing the scent of dried herbs and old blood. Sunlight streamed through the study windows, illuminating a haunting illustration: a beautiful witch with emerald eyes and silver hair, her hands raised over a kneeling Alpha whose veins blackened where her magic touched him.