FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire
Kael has always been an anomaly. Born a male Omega in a world where such a thing is
considered an abomination, he’s spent his life cloaked in deception, thanks to his mother’s
tireless efforts. Working as a lowly palace servant, Kael lives in fear of discovery, desperately
clinging to his fabricated Beta identity. When a brawl lands him a position as personal assistant
to the aloof and formidable Alpha Prince, Alaric, Kael's carefully constructed world teeters on
the brink of collapse. Alaric, burdened by the pressure of finding a mate and securing the
throne, is haunted by the whispers of his unmated status. But one fateful accident shatters
Kael’s disguise, unleashing his intoxicating Omega scent and igniting a primal bond with Alaric
that neither of them can deny. As their secret love blossoms in the shadows, they must confront
societal prejudice, political machinations, and a devastating secret from Kael's past – a
connection to the royal family that could destroy everything they hold dear. Torn between duty
and desire, Alaric and Kael must fight for their love and challenge the very foundation of their
world, even if it means risking everything.
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Chapter: BITTERSWEET SCENT It was becoming unbearable. Every breath I took was filled with him. Cedarwood and spice, a heady blend that clung to the very air around Alaric, wrapping me in a constant torment. And beneath that, the primal musk, a deep, resonant note that my omega recognized instantly, a scent that screamed "Alpha," that screamed him. It was a siren song, pulling me under, drowning me in longing I couldn't afford to feel.I focused on the stack of parchments in my hands, willing myself to concentrate on the estate taxes from the southern territories, anything to distract myself from the torture of existing within ten feet of the Prince. Ten feet that felt like ten inches to my over sensitive nose and my traitorous omega.It would have been easier, gods, so much easier, if all I had was a simple, pathetic crush on the Prince. A schoolboy infatuation I could bury under layers of duty and self-preservation. But no. Fate, or whatever cruel deity orchestrated this mess, had decided to throw in a bloody
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Chapter: THE UNSEEN PAIN(Kael's POV)The palace felt… different. Not in a grand, sweeping way, but in the subtle shift of shadows, the almost imperceptible hush that settled over the corridors. Three days. Three days of forced respite, courtesy of Prince Alaric, had passed since the… revelation. Since the earth had cracked open and swallowed my carefully constructed reality whole. Okay, to put that in a simple way, Alaric made me take a three days rest because I was “sick”.I took a deep breath, or tried to. The scent-blocker clung to the inside of my nostrils, a chemical barrier I’d fortified in the last few days. It was a suffocating necessity, a shield against the truth that pulsed beneath my skin, a truth Alaric had made so abundantly clear he despised. "Never, ever, let me smell that scent near me again," his words echoed in my head, a brutal mantra I was determined to uphold.The Lower Quarters felt like a distant memory. I navigated the opulent hallways, the familiar tapestries and polished floors moc
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Chapter: THE GENTLE APPROACH (Kael's POV)I sat on the edge of my mother's bed, her frail hand clasped tightly in mine. The memory of the previous day, of Alaric's furious rejection, was a raw wound. I blinked, trying to focus on the present, but the image of the Prince's disdainful face swam before my eyes."Kael?" My mother's voice, thin but laced with concern, pulled me back. "You're shaking, child."I offered her a weak smile. "Just…thinking, Mother."“It's okay my love, I'll be in the herb garden. Don't hesitate to come to me if you want anything.” And with that, my mom left the room. I lie down on the mattress and I might have fell asleep for a few minute but I woke up to someone softly calling my name.A shadow fell across the small room. I looked up, my heart lurching violently in my chest. Alaric. The Prince, in all his imposing Alpha presence, was kneeling before me.I flinched, my body tensing as I slowly rolled over. My eyes widened in alarm when I saw Kaelen standing there. I scrambled to sit up, pul
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Chapter: REGRET AND UNCERTAINTY Alaric stood at a distance, his regal boots sinking slightly into the damp earth of the palace gardens. The painful sobs coming from Kael sounded too close, resonating within him like a discordant note in a symphony. He watched the mother and son, Elara's frail form wrapped protectively around Kael, their shared grief a palpable entity.His expression was unreadable, a mask of controlled composure attempting to hide the turmoil raging within. Yesterday's anger, the visceral rejection that had spewed from his lips, now felt like ash in his mouth. He had seen Kael, truly seen him now, not a Beta servant who is actually a male Omega, not as an inconvenience, but as… himself. Kael, a werewolf, and a son to a loving mother… His fated mate.And now, watching him crumble, Alaric no longer felt like Kael had ruined his life. He felt like he had ruined Kael's. The boy had been surviving, carving out a meager existence, cloaked in Beta anonymity. He had been doing well, all until he, the Alpha
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Chapter: THE WEIGHT OF INDIFFERENCE (Kael's POV)The morning routine felt like a cruel parody of normalcy. The cold water shocked me awake, but not enough to numb the ache that throbbed in my chest. Every movement was a conscious effort, a fight against the leaden weight of despair. I scrubbed my skin raw, trying to wash away the phantom sensation of Alaric's touch, the memory of his eyes blazing with a mixture of desire and disgust.After bathing, I reached for the scent blockers. I usually applied a few layer, enough to mask my true nature from casual encounters. Today, though, I was desperate. I layered it on thick, the artificial pine scent stinging my nostrils, almost suffocating me. Good. Let it suffocate me a little. Anything was better than the prince having to endure… me.His words echoed in my head, a brutal mantra: "Never, ever, let me smell that scent near me again."Tears welled up, hot and unwelcome. I let them flow. I needed to get it all out now, every last drop of sorrow, so I could face the day with a
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Chapter: TEARS AND TEMPEST For someone as unfortunate as Kael, he should have known that ending up as the Prince's mate wasn't going to be exactly a good thing for him, regardless of his very unhealthy crush for the Prince. There's no sugarcoating because there he was, trying to prevent his tears from falling as Alaric's expression didn't even try to hide the anger boiling in his veins.“Follow me.” That was all Alaric said before marching towards his chamber, but he turned back to see Kael was not following him as ordered.A growl rumbled in Alaric’s chest, a sound that resonated more with a predator than a Prince. His jaw tightened, a vein throbbing in his temple. He stalked back to Kael, his footsteps echoing with suppressed fury. “Did you not hear me?” His voice was dangerously low, a barely contained growl.Kael flinched, his eyes darting around the hallway as if searching for an escape. “Your H-Highness, I…” He couldn’t articulate the protest forming in his throat. How could he explain the terror that gri
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