TRIGGER WARNING!!! This is rated 18+. Alpha Parthe is as dark as described. If you are not into dark romance, please, in the name of everything holy... ***Excerpt*** "My breath just made you quiver," He leaned closer so that I could almost taste his breath, "...Then imagine what my tongue would do." "I warned you not to play with fire if you are afraid of flames," He added, his voice hoarse with need. My plump lips parted in response, "I am not afraid to burn for what I love." I had just stirred something in him that had lay dormant all his life. "Then so be it... Princess." *** She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon craving peace. She knew he was hell, yet she chose to burn with him. It takes a special kind of woman to handle his darkness and tame his demons. Alpha Parthe comes from a bloodline of cursed Alphas, endlessly consumed by the need to track and kill, constantly plagued by the scent of blood. The more they kill, the more they want to kill. It only gets worse on every full moon. No one mated to an Alpha from the Wild Wolf pack ever lived more than two years. And every Alpha from that lineage dies at thirty-three due to the curse. Parthe vowed never to have a mate or a son. But these vows crumble when he meets a girl he considers 'little and insignificant.' The fate of Luxuria, who was set to marry the love of her life, Kahel, takes a drastic turn when she finds out she was mated to this cursed Alpha, whom she dreaded with her life. What happens when his curse gradually seeps into Luxuria, the woman who was meant to be his remedy?
View MoreALPHA PARTHE.Fuck.This girl was certainly going to be my undoing.I watched her fragile form freeze under my stare. She was terrified. Just as she should.My gaze was pinned to her trembling form, every inch of her body betraying her fear and shame.My length strained under my briefs. It took all the self-control in me not to pounce on her and fuck her until her tender core blows hot from friction.As I sat on the stool, I saw her fear. I sensed her panic."Don't let me stop you," I said to her, and she seemed to shrink under those words.I saw the tears in her eyes. Her sobs only made my cock throb harder."Alpha... please," she whispered, her voice shaking like a fragile leaf caught in a storm. The sound of her begging was sweet, so fucking sweet it made my blood pound in my ears.She didn't even realize how much her pleas fueled the beast inside me, how they fed the hunger tugging at my restraint.I swallowed hard.I wish she'd stop crying. It only fuels whatever she thinks she's
LUXURIA.I got into my chamber, and my skin flushed with hot desire and need.The coolness of the room did nothing to soothe the heat simmering beneath my skin. I tried, I really did—sitting in the icy bathtub until my limbs shook and my teeth clattered—but it wasn't enough.My mind betrayed me. The memory of him in his chamber, the way his gaze had seared through me, how his voice had rumbled low and commanding, left a mark on me that no amount of cold water could wash away.Just the thought of him sent a pulse of need straight to my core. I hated him. I feared him. And yet... I wanted him. My body ached with a hunger I didn't know how to fight. It was maddening, this war inside me.I should have known better. I should have fought harder. But I was weak. I was falling, and I hated how much I was giving in.I shifted on the bed, trying to shake off the thoughts, but it was no use. The pulse between my legs was relentless, the slick heat gathering, making my thighs clench.My breath ca
ALPHA PARTHE.I emerged from the bathroom, the cold water I had doused myself in still dripping from my skin, leaving me shivering slightly. The cold had done little to temper the heat simmering beneath my surface.I had dismissed my new obsession to leave before I did something stupid.She was my mate. I know that. But I am so scared to stain her innocence with my darkness.Maybe not now.It was a fearsome thing, this pull toward her innocence. I had spent enough time wrestling with the temptation, trying to fend off the darkness that threatened to overwhelm me.The strain on my emotions and desire was getting the best of me and it was threatening to rip me apart from inside.The door opened with a soft click as I dried out the water from my body.Only one person comes into my chamber without knocking despite my warnings."Shikta," I called, my back still turned on her, picking out something to wear.I needed some air. Otherwise, I'd die of suffocation."What brings you here?" I aske
ALPHA PARTHE.Fuck...The Gods...What was she doing to me?Despite the iron walls I had meticulously built around my damned heart, I found her creeping in—like a slow-burning fire that I couldn't put out, no matter how hard I tried. She was everywhere, consuming me with an intensity I hadn't anticipated, seeping into the cracks I hadn't even known existed.I was not a man made for feelings. They had no place in me, and I never thought the mate bond could tear through the cold armor I had worn my entire life. I'd overcome so much—loss, blood, betrayal—but this? This was the one battle I wasn't sure I could win. It was maddening.This was going to be my undoing.Her skin, the softness of it, was like silk beneath my fingers. Her scent—a heady mix of innocence and desire, weaving itself into my every breath. It drove me to the edge every damn time I got near her. And right now, standing before her, with that thin excuse of a dress clinging to her delicate frame, I was so close to losing
LUXURIA.His eyes narrowed slightly as if he was reading my thoughts. Then he broke the silence. "What do you think of becoming allies with your father's pack?"The question hit me like a blow. My stomach twisted into knots, and for a moment, I wasn't sure if I had heard him correctly. My father's pack?I blinked, trying to mask the flood of emotions that surged through me.Anger. Resentment. Pain.My father had cast me aside as if I were nothing more than a worthless burden. He hadn't cared for me, hadn't protected me. The memories of his cruelty were still raw, burning like a wound that refused to heal.My father's pack? He wanted Parthe as an ally?My breath caught in my throat. This was my chance to ruin them. To finally take revenge for all the hurt and betrayal they had inflicted upon me.I could ruin them. I could tell Parthe anything—expose their weaknesses, twist the truth, make them seem unworthy of an alliance. The words were there, just waiting to be spoken, ready to tear
LUXURIA.I had scanned through every single page of the book, but the part I was interested in was nowhere to be found.I was going insane with worry.I do not have anyone to talk to about this. I felt so alone in this world. If only my mother were alive...I wiped off a tear from my eye.Whatever it was that happened to my mother was unfair to me. I was raised to suffer alone in this wicked world where no one cared.My hands trembled. I had to get hold of myself in order not to snap. I don't know what would happen if I truly allowed the full extent of this strange illness to take over me.I know I am just sick. Nothing more. I just had to find a solution to it. I only chose to call it a curse because it has tormented me even more than I could bear.I am sick. That's all it is. I had to remind myself every day.I wouldn't want to see what happens the day I let myself snap and reach the peak of whatever feeling this illness always tries to push me to.It was getting late already, and I
LUXURIA.I desperately scanned through the large books on my table. My hands were trembling. My fear was getting the best of me.The glow in my eyes was becoming difficult to keep in check. It appears and disappears at will.What is wrong with me? Who can I talk to? What if I am truly a cursed one? Otherwise, how do I explain this?Everyone called me CURSED. I think I am beginning to agree with them.I couldn't tell the Alpha about this. What if he kills me because it is evident I am cursed? My curse is spreading faster now.I had to hide this as much as I could.For days now, I still haven't found a possible explanation as to what exactly triggered the curse in me. I was only able to find some herbs in a medicine book that treat acute anxiety problems.I might as well start with that first.As I feverishly flipped through the pages of an old tome, I stumbled upon a chapter titled "The Cure of Hera." The name made my heart race as it caught my attention.I skimmed through it, searchin
ALPHA PARTHE.The moment I stepped into that dining hall, something in me snapped.How dare she dress in that manner for other men to see? She was too exposed for my liking.This wasn't just a mistress but my mate. I couldn't tolerate that. I had to ask her to leave.I saw the disappointment and embarrassment in her eyes, but who cares? As long as she is shielded from the hungry eyes of other men, then I am fine. Call me selfish."Alpha," Tervan's voice pulled me out of my thoughts, and I lifted my gaze from the scrolls I was meant to be reading before my thoughts drifted away."Tervan," I gave him my attention, "sit."I and Tervan have been friends since childhood. His father was the Beta of our pack, but something tragic happened to him when I became Alpha, and Tervan has been my Beta since then."You wanted to see me. What's the matter?" I asked him. He is the one person I can feel free with."I have been bothered about something, Parthe." He began, addressing me less formally. "An
LUXURIA.The tension in the room was stifling.Shikta sat across from me at the long dining table, her fingers delicately tracing the rim of her goblet.The morning sun rays caught her smug expression, and I could feel the weight of her gaze on me like a snake poised to strike.It was strange. This is my first time sitting in the dining hall of the Wild Wolf pack. If I were to choose, I'd prefer to eat alone in the confines of my chamber.Besides, of all his mistresses, why had he chosen me to eat with them?The dining seemed to be for high-ranking pack members alone - The Beta, Gamma, Shikta, three other men who I have never seen, and of course, the Alpha.Alpha Parthe wasn't there for breakfast yet, and I sincerely wished he wouldn't be joining us.I haven't recovered from last night's experience. The shame. Desire. Torment. And dismissal.He left me craving more. And I hated it.He didn't even care to ask how I was faring after locking me up in that unforgiving dungeon.Although a
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