Novels by Bodypeng

DAMIENTaking her into my room was the only way I could think of to make her feel somewhat safe. I could see the wariness in her eyes, the way she stiffened with every step we took through the palace halls. I gestured for her to sit once we arrived, but she stayed standing, her arms wrapped tightly around herself like she was wary of me.That wouldn’t be a first. Considering how my reputation has gotten to places I haven’t, this has become a normal thing to me. And I liked it, it stroked my ego, knowing that whenever men older than me stand before me, they sometimes quake in fear since they’ve heard all that I’m capable of.Right now, I was curious of what she has heard about me.“Would you like something to drink?” I decided to ask, keeping my voice soft. I didn’t want to frighten her any more than she already seemed.She shook her head, jaw squared. “No, thank you.”There was tension in the air between us. I could see it in the way her eyes darted around the room, as if she were loo

ALINAThey called me a rogue. It didn’t matter how many times I told myself I wasn’t one—here, in this place, no one cared. I had no wolf, and that was enough for them to label me a rogue and capture me.I had been dragged in with a group of others, all wolfless. The moment we arrived, they split us up—some to hard labour, others to… worse. It didn’t take long to figure out how things worked here. You had no wolf, you had no voice.The thought made my stomach twist, but I wouldn’t stay trapped. I couldn’t. Two nights passed in restless silence. I didn’t sleep much, always half-alert, always watching, and always thinking about Malia, wondering if she was being fed at least or being made to starve. That made me grow cold with worry and guilt each time. I studied the guards, memorized their routines, the way they switched shifts, how they moved through the camp. My mind raced with plans, most of them falling apart as soon as I thought them through. But I kept going, kept watching, wai

ALINAI sat across from my father and I could almost cut through the tension with a knife. He hadn’t said a word yet, but I knew. I could see it in his eyes—the same cold, calculating look he always gave me when he was about to demand something.“It’s time, Alina,” he said, his voice cold, with no room for argument. “The pack needs you to be useful.”Useful? The word felt like a slap. After six rejections, that’s all I was to him now—something to be used, a tool for the pack’s benefit. I tried not to let how hurt I was show but I wasn’t sure I was doing a good job.“What do you mean, dad?” I asked, even though the answer was clear.His eyes didn’t soften. They never did. “You’ll be traveling to the Silver Moon Pack. There’s an alpha there, unmated, and it’s time you made yourself useful to this family. We need that alliance. It’s your duty. You owe it to us.”My heart sank. Of course. An alpha. Another attempt to marry me off, to secure power through a mate who might actually want me.