Kakashi Hatake Lightning Blade

He looked right through me. Alpha Damon, my fated mate, saw only a cursed, scentless servant unworthy of his notice. His rejection was a cold blade to the heart. Then, blood and chaos shattered everything. A rogue attack broke the curse binding my true Alpha power, revealing the wolf he’d scorned. Now, he sees me. Now, he wants me. The pursuit has begun – fierce, desperate, possessive. He tries apologies, demands, even force, driven by the bond he denied. But I am not the broken girl he remembers. He will learn that earning forgiveness from the Luna he brutalized means bowing before the power he dismissed. The chase is on, but this time, I set the rules.

Not being able to wolf out was the worst thing that could happen to 18-year-old Calliope Wren—until she became prey to the ruthless Alpha Damon, all because of a deal gone wrong between him and her father. As her family tries to flee, tragedy strikes. Her father is killed, her mother vanishes without a trace, and Calliope is left alone—until something dormant within her awakens. A hidden power surges to the surface. She’s not just any wolf. She’s the Moon Wolf—rare, powerful, and coveted. When Alpha Damon discovers her true identity, his obsession deepens. But the truth cuts deeper than any blade: Damon is her biological father, the same monster who once abandoned her—and now seeks to extract her magic through dark means for his own twisted gain. As she runs for her life, fate intervenes. Calliope crosses paths with Alpha Ryker—the one the Moon Goddess destined for her. Fierce, protective, and haunted by his own past, Ryker may be the only one strong enough to help her survive what’s coming. Will Damon succeed in harnessing her power? Or will Cal—the child he once discarded—rise with her mate at her side as his ultimate downfall?

Her back arched as Gabriel’s fingers tightened around her waist, holding her steady while Paxton’s mouth moved lower, his breath hot against her inner thigh. “You don’t get to run from this,” Gabriel growled against her throat, his voice like silk over steel. “Not from us.” Carlotta moaned, helpless between their bodies. Gabriel was behind her, his hand tangled in her hair, lips claiming the curve of her neck. His hardness pressed against her from behind while Paxton knelt in front of her, his hands gripping her thighs like he owned them. Like he owned her. “I never said I wanted to run,” she breathed, lost in the pull of them both. Paxton smirked, his lips glistening. “Then let us wreck you.” And they did. Gabriel entered her from behind with a rough, punishing thrust, forcing a cry from her lips that was swallowed by Paxton’s kiss. She was sandwiched between them. Gabriel’s deep, commanding rhythm; Paxton’s slow, sinful teasing as his mouth roamed down her chest, taking his time with her breasts. The heat built fast. Her body trembled with each movement, the slick slide of skin on skin, their grunts, her gasps. Her fingers clawed at Paxton’s chest while Gabriel gripped her hips tighter, his voice a snarl against her skin. “You like being ruined by both of us?” Gabriel asked. “She loves it,” Paxton answered for her, licking a line up her stomach. “Don’t you, baby?” Carlotta couldn’t speak. Her climax crashed through her like a lightning strike, sharp, explosive, raw. Her moan echoed in the room, vibrating against Paxton’s lips, as Gabriel cursed and followed right after her. For a moment, everything stilled. Their bodies tangled. Their heartbeats synced. Then… She gasped awake.

"Stay with me... stay with me," Elijah kept saying as the doctor wheeled me toward the operating room. Blood soaked everything. I could barely hear a thing—just his voice, shaking. His eyes were wet. His hand gripped mine like letting go meant death. "Stay with me! I'm not losing you again... Amiee." That name hit like a slap. Klaus snapped, "Her name is Katherine, goddammit!" The doors shut before I could see their faces again. A tear slid down. Elijah wasn’t afraid to lose me He was afraid to lose her. And I’m just her shadow. **She was paid to kill a ghost. Instead, she walked into a trap set by two kings.** Katherine goes by one name on the streets — "Ghost Knife" No past. No future. Just blade, blood, and silence. An assassin. Her kills are clean. Her escape? Always flawless. Until her latest target turns out to be **Klaus De Luca**, the cold-blooded mafia boss with a face that haunts, a voice that commands, and secrets buried deeper than bodies. But just when she’s about to strike, she’s kidnapped by another man… wearing the same face. His name? *Elijah De Luca.* His crime? Dragging her into a brutal world where she’s not the hunter anymore — she’s the hunted. Locked away. Marked. Watched. Katherine realizes she was never meant to kill Klaus… But she fall into the De Lucas’ hands. Now, one brother sees her as the woman who can tame his darkness. The other sees her as a ghost from his past — one he thought he’d buried. he wants to end her, but ends up needing her. But Katherine doesn’t belong to either of the twin . And the only way out… is to *make them bleed first.*