Novels by Lan Xila

The pack's harvest celebration filled the great hall with music and laughter, but Elara felt only dread. From her position at the Alpha's table, she watched Dominic approach Landon, his predatory grace making their bond shiver with shared anxiety."Such a lovely omega," Dominic purred, circling Landon as he served wine. "I can see why our Alpha is so... protective of you."Through their connection, Elara felt Landon's revulsion as Dominic's fingers brushed his arm. Her own hands clenched beneath the table, Landon's Alpha instincts raging against another wolf touching what was his."Thank you, honored Alpha," Landon managed, keeping his eyes downcast as an omega should. But through their bond, his fury blazed."Dance with me," Dominic commanded suddenly. "Show everyone how well-trained our Alpha keeps his favorites."Horror shot through their connection. Pack law forbade omegas from refusing an Alpha's direct command.Elara half-rose from her seat before catching herself. She felt Land

The archive room's musty air did nothing to calm Landon's racing heart as he pored over the ancient text he'd discovered hidden behind a loose stone. His borrowed hands trembled as he read the faded words by moonlight."Soul-bound pairs may return to true forms only when hearts align in perfect truth. The price of power shared is love declared beneath Luna's crown..."Through their bond, he felt Elara's concerned inquiry at his sudden spike of excitement. *Found something,* he projected. *Important. Need to—*Footsteps in the corridor cut off his thought. Landon quickly tucked the precious scroll into his dress as voices approached."Search everything," Marcus's second-in-command ordered. "The omega's been stealing information. Beta Marcus wants her found before she reaches the Alpha."Landon's heart pounded as he slipped behind a shelf. Even imprisoned, Marcus was still pulling strings. Through their bond, he felt Elara's alarm and protective instinct surge.*Stay where you are,* he

The council chamber crackled with tension as Elara faced the assembled pack leaders. Through their bond, she felt Landon's steady presence – he stood in the shadows, ostensibly cleaning but actually providing silent support."These reforms go too far," Beta Marcus growled, slamming his fist on the ancient oak table. "Omegas in training classes? Access to sacred texts? And now defending them against higher-ranked visitors? You're undermining the very foundation of pack hierarchy!"*Stay calm,* Landon's thoughts whispered through their connection. *Remember the ancient laws I showed you.*"The foundation of pack hierarchy," Elara said carefully, pitching Landon's voice to its most authoritative tone, "is strength through unity. Or have you forgotten the First Alpha's teachings?"She felt Landon's approval ripple through their bond as she quoted from the texts they'd studied together in secret."Ancient laws are one thing," Gamma Sabrina interjected smoothly. "But your recent behavior su

The visiting wolves circled the omega quarters like vultures, drawn by the intoxicating scent of Landon's intensifying heat. From her position at the Alpha's table, Elara watched through gritted teeth as another Beta approached him, nostrils flaring with interest.Through their bond, she felt Landon's disgust and growing panic as he tried to serve drinks while avoiding wandering hands. His borrowed body betrayed him, omega instincts making him hyper-aware of every dominant wolf's presence."Your omega is causing quite a stir," Dominic observed, his eyes tracking Landon's movements. "Perhaps she needs a stronger hand to guide her."Elara's fingers tightened on her goblet. "She serves her purpose well enough.""Does she?" Another visiting Beta – James from the Mountain Pack – stood, his intention clear. "Let me test that theory."Before Elara could intervene without raising suspicion, James cornered Landon by the wine table. Through their bond, she felt his heart racing as the Beta lean

The archive room's musty air made Marcus sneeze as he rifled through ancient scrolls, determination driving his late-night search. After the display at the Alpha's Summit, he knew something unnatural was happening between their Alpha and that peculiar omega.Moonlight filtered through dusty windows, illuminating yellowed parchment as he pulled another scroll from a hidden shelf. His eyes widened as he read the faded text:"When Alpha and Omega trade more than glances, when souls switch places in the moon's sweet dances... beware the bond that grows too strong, for power shared cannot last long."His hands trembled as he continued reading. Soul swapping between Alpha and Omega... ancient magic triggered by denied mate bonds... the prophecy detailed everything they'd witnessed.A soft sound made him freeze. Through a gap in the shelving, he spotted Landon – in Elara's omega body – slipping between the archives with surprising stealth.Marcus held his breath, watching as the supposed ome

The great hall glittered with lanterns and ceremony as five neighboring packs gathered for the annual Alpha's Summit. Elara stood in Landon's body at the head of the room, painfully aware of both Dominic's predatory gaze and Landon's feverish presence through their bond. He moved among the serving omegas, her body still weak from heat and healing wounds."You look magnificent tonight," Dominic purred, approaching with the fluid grace of a born Alpha. "That formal attire suits you perfectly."Through their bond, Elara felt Landon's spike of jealousy as he watched Dominic's hand settle possessively on her arm. The touch sent uncomfortable ripples through their connection."The Summit honors us with its presence," she replied diplomatically, pitching Landon's voice to its most authoritative tone."Indeed," Dominic smiled, his fingers trailing down her sleeve. "Though I can think of better ways to honor each other."Their bond flared with Landon's sudden rage, making Elara's borrowed hand