Obsidian Alpha 소설 & 이야기

Rumor had it that he’d traded his soul and emotions for power and strength, they said if you were unfortunate enough to look into his eyes, you’d be dead before the next moon cycle, your heart simply giving up from the terror of being seen by him. He was the perfect match for Clarissa. I couldn't wait for her to realize that being a Queen meant being trapped in a cage with a beast like Alpha Azrael. I hoped he’d look her right in the eyes on their wedding night. After all, what better gift for a stepmother like her than a thirty-day countdown to her own funeral? Man, I’d be so glad to see her gone. I packed the last of my belongings—my own orb, which was as dead and pale as my mother’s, even

Alpha said. He turned slightly toward me and offered his outstretched hand and I grabbed it without hesitation. I looked up at him, but he wasn’t focused on me, he was staring out across the table. When I stood on my feet, I averted my eyes and bowed my head slightly. Almost everyone at the table returned the gesture before Alpha pulled me toward the door. I knew I shouldn’t, but my heart wouldn’t listen, and so my body didn’t either. I turned and glanced over my shoulder one more time at my mate before my back was turned completely. It was like a sip of fresh air before I faced the door. With each step I took, my feet grew heavier the farther I got from him. Obsidian eyes followed me out. B

a voice boomed, sounding like the closing of a heavy vault door. The First Alpha sat upon a high, crystalline bench that towered a hundred feet above us. He was not a wolf or a man in this layer; he was the Personification of the Limit. His skin was made of obsidian-glass, and his eyes were two unmoving portals of Absolute Precedent. In his hand, he held the Legal-Scythe, its blade flickering with the text of the Thirteenth Cycle’s founding debt.

“Your death would mean the prophecy can never be fulfilled.” Lukas nodded once, the gesture sharp with comprehension. “A permanent solution to their problem.” “Tell us more about the Obsidian Wolf,” I said, turning back to Maren. She nodded, adjusting her spectacles with careful movements. “The Obsidian Wolf has appeared throughout werewolf history, though never consistently. In times of great change, great upheaval, an Alpha emerges with black fur and silver markings. The first Alpha King, Voron Volkov, was described as having obsidian fur with a distinctive silver streak down his spine.”

“Don’t worry about it. I got a free pass for the day.” Free pass? How the hell is that even possible? Obsidian is not to be trusted, and he trusts no one. He relished my muddled state. “Obsidian owes me a favor, and I cashed it just so I could get your ass out of this mess.” His narrow gaze pierced Serena. “And if she’s working for you, she’s violating the code of our pack, young alpha,” he addressed me as if that title were a mockery. I raised an eyebrow. “Obsidian owes you a favor? This only means that you are dealing with rogues.”

but then, I wanted to change my fate . Now I can prove to the moon goddess that I the Alpha can change my fate, it still sounds like kids play with me fate of been mated to a human. Beta Jacobs words continued echoing in my ears ' on how Olivia was the weakest and seemed to be submissive to me although I prefer those submissive ladies but still I did refer to stick to olive then too marry that bitch Alice . I was sitting all alone on my king-sized beg cross legged and stretched my hands behind my head wallowing in my thoughts.

Still Mavericks POV “Wow!!! It’s the king who came back from the dead, or is it the king who refused to die? Which is it?” she asked me teasingly, getting me riled up. “The girl is mine, Alpha. I need you to step away from her and surrender her powers to me.” She said firmly, looking deep into my eyes as if she was searching my very soul. Her orbs were not like ours, they were plain white and

His gaze raked over me, and I went still. “Renzo—” I didn’t finish. In one fluid motion, he ripped the towel from my body and crushed me against him, mouth claiming mine. His hands were everywhere, rough and urgent, and my legs nearly buckled beneath the force of his need. “Renzo, what’s going on? You’re scaring me!” I gasped, trying to pull free. “Call me Alpha, Little One,” he demanded hoarsely between kisses, voice edged with fever. I stiffened. “Alpha? I don’t understand… weren’t you just here—”

Nyxia Evangeline has always been an outcast—a Beta scorned by her own pack. After the mysterious deaths of her parents, she lives under the suffocating control of her ruthless uncle, determined to reclaim her family's legacy and run away with the man she loves—a human unaware of the dark reality lurking beneath the surface of her world. But when her secret relationship is uncovered, Nyxia is forced into an arranged marriage with Dominico Lombardi, the dangerous Alpha enforcer of the most powerful pack on the continent. However, something far darker has been forced upon her. Through black magic, Nyxia is transformed from a Beta into something far more rare and valuable. As the dark magic