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
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
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
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.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.It was dawn already, and I was nervous. How would I face the Alpha after the embarrassment I put myself through last night?He had left as if nothing happened. How did he do it? How did he stay this unfeeling?I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I applied oil to my neatly braided hair. All I could see was the girl who pleasured herself in front of a man.What other shame was more than this?"Luxuria, the Alpha awaits," The guard said when I answered the door.I nodded at him, swallowing a lump in my throat. I stepped out into the cold morning, my cloak doing little to shield me from the cold outside.Alpha Parthe was already waiting. Beta Tervan and a number of other warriors were also ready to leave.The cold air bit into my skin as I approached them, but it was nothing compared to the frost that settled deep within me at the sight of Alpha Parthe. He sat atop his large black horse, his face impassive, as if last night had never happened.His coal-black eyes flicked o
LUXURIA."Father…" I greeted with a bow, my voice steady despite the flutter of nerves in my chest. He welcomed me with a formality I hadn't expected, his gaze warmer than I'd ever seen it. I knew it was because of the alliance with Alpha Parthe—an alliance that would bring immense power and prestige. I could almost feel his satisfaction, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.He was scheming and manipulative.I glanced around the room, my heart pounding as I searched for a familiar face among the assembled dignitaries.Parthe's eyes, sharp and assessing, caught mine. He seemed to notice my frantic search, his expression shifting from indifference to a smirk that barely touched the corners of his lips.I took my seat beside him, trying to focus on the proceedings.Everyone else was with my father - his Gamma, Tarik, Elder Gareth, and a lot of others who were to bear witness to the alliance that was about to be made.But where was the Beta?Disappointment washed over me.They disc
ALPHA PARTHE.I waited in the hall for my Luxuria, but she was taking longer than she should. Then the good-for-nothing dimwit stood up and excused himself.That was when I followed. I couldn't leave anything to chance.I followed her scent. She must have forgotten that I was born to track and kill. No scent eludes my senses, no matter how faint.By the time I got to the garden, I saw the sight that made my blood boil harder than it had ever done since I was born.My breath slowed, every muscle coiled, controlled, but the fire in my blood roared hotter than ever.My Luxuria.Kissing another man.My heart stopped for a moment.No one touches what's mine.The sight of her lips on his—of his hands daring to touch her—was a betrayal that sliced through my chest.She saw me. The moment her eyes locked on mine, she froze. Trembling. As she should.She should be scared because I have a lot of punishments planned out for her already. This was a trap, and I had already prepared possible punish
LUXURIA.TWELVE YEARS LATER.I jumped down from my horse, my warriors trailing behind me as I handed my sheath to Jaiya, my Beta."Take the day off, Jaiya. You need it," I said and smiled but didn't give her the chance to protest as usual.Between Jaiya and Niksha, I couldn't tell who was more stubborn than the other.Niksha, my best friend since girlhood, had insisted on joining my warriors the moment I took leadership. And I'd let her. After what I'd been through, it was clear—women needed to fight. To defend. To never be helpless again. I was living proof of that. So, I trained them myself.Since I became Alpha of the Ash Mountain pack after the death of Kahel – my mate handed the pack over to me, as it was one out of the numerous packs he had taken from the Alphas he killed in battle – I felt a better sense of responsibility, and I couldn't be more grateful for it. Like the world finally made sense. It felt like I had been born to lead."Luna! Welcome back," Rella called, jogging b
LUXURIA.It felt like a dream.No—not a dream. A fracture in reality. A soft, trembling pause in the fabric of the world where time stilled and all I could do was watch my curse being lifted.Tervan lay on the altar with no iota of fight in him. He didn't even as much as struggle when my curse began to sip into him.Kalaril was the one who also carried out my own extraction, speaking in the Old Tongue—the language of root and fire, of night and blood. His hands had moved over me and then over Tervan, forming sigils in the air that shimmered briefly before sinking like glowing brands into our skin."Luxuria of Ash Mountain," Kalaril intoned, standing before me with a staff carved from ashwood and bone. "Do you come freely?""I do," I had whispered."And you offer your curse to another?""Yes.""Then let the exchange begin."And then I felt the curse rising in me like a serpent uncoiling from bone and blood. Cold and ancient and furious. It didn't want to leave. It clawed at my ribs. Sc
ALPHA PARTHE.Tervan was forced to his knees before me, chains clinking around his wrists like the music of retribution.The crowd fell deathly silent, the atmosphere filled with anticipation.He dared not lift his head.The coward couldn't even meet my gaze.I took a slow step forward, the earth seeming to still beneath my feet. My voice curled out like the edge of a blade."Tervan… my beloved Beta," I sneered, each word I spoke dipped in venom. "Look at you."I circled him, taking in the gaunt hollows of his cheeks, the grime clinging to his skin, and the tattered remains of the arrogance he used to wear like a crown."You look… ruined." I crouched before him, my face just inches from his. "What happened, old friend? Where did all that fire go? What went wrong?"I reached out, my fingers brushing his bruised cheek with mockery. He flinched and turned his face away."Ah," I breathed, a dark smile tugging at my lips. "That's right. You only know how to face someone when they're unarme
ALPHA PARTHE."How do you feel?" I asked my wolf, but he was too weak to reply.We had been bound to the beast for so long that, in many ways, we had become one. And now, with that darkness torn from us, the absence felt unsettling.I exhaled slowly, feeling the exhaustion settle into my bones. I felt uncharacteristically weak. My limbs were heavier than I had ever known them to be, my mind sluggish, but I couldn't linger in weakness. I had to see this through. Luxuria's ritual was meant to happen immediately.There was no time. Mine had taken up to half an hour.I raised my hand to stop the cheering crowd."Bring him," I said to Urik who stood beside me and he bowed slightly before walking toward the dungeon.I watched him go, a strange emotion settling in my chest.I'd been thinking of ways to thank him but none seemed enough to show how thankful I truly am to have him by my side.Apart from Luxuria, Urik was the one person I doubted a lot for years. I always picked Tervan's side ov
ALPHA PARTHE."Let's begin," Kalaril said before leading the way to the large chamber that had been prepared for the rituals.The chamber was a vast, dimly lit expanse with air so thick with the scent of burning herbs and potent ancient power.The witches stood in a circle, their dark robes pooling around them like ink seeping into the floor. They hummed low chants that resonated through the chamber, carrying a tide of old magic.Kalaril stood in the middle of the circle, and for the first time since I had known him, he looked entirely in his element—an AshBlood wizard in his full, terrifying glory.The crowd waited outside.They weren't meant to witness what was about to happen. This moment belonged to the witches, to Kalaril, to Luxuria, to Sibile—and to me.Sibile lay on the cold altar, barely breathing, her face waxy and drenched in sweat. The gaping wound on her neck had turned an ugly shade, the blood flowing sluggishly. Her body was losing its battle against time.Too much time
LUXURIA.I ran breathlessly into our chamber and couldn't hold back the torrent of emotions threatening to consume me.He was still the same selfish man I had known. The same ruthless creature who saw lives as mere tools for his own survival.Why should I trust all he had said to me earlier? He only thinks about himself and no one else.I clawed at my arms as if trying to hold myself together, but the anger, the grief, and the sheer disbelief were too much.How could he even consider this?Why would he even think of using the poor girl for this purpose?Sibile had lived her entire life running, fighting to survive, and carrying a burden she never asked for. And now, at the very end, she was to be nothing more than a sacrifice?A broken sob burned my throat, but I forced it down. My hands trembled as I wiped at the tears that streaked my cheeks, furious at myself for even shedding them.Then the door creaked open behind me.I stiffened, knowing exactly who it was before I even turned.
LUXURIA.I woke up feeling better than I felt when I regained consciousness yesterday.I had woken to warmth. A steady, familiar heat pressed against my back, the feel of a strong arm draped over my waist, holding me close. The scent of cinnamon and musk surrounded me—Parthe.For a moment, I simply breathed him in, relishing the security of his embrace. It felt surreal, almost fragile, as if one wrong move would shatter the moment like delicate glass. But this was real. He was real.A soft clatter had drawn my attention to the bedside table. A tray of steaming food awaited me, the rich aroma wafting through the air. My stomach twisted with the overwhelming realization of how much had changed within the last few hours.I was here. Safe.But not everyone had been so fortunate.My heart ached for Rorden, I must say... The good side of Rorden.He was my friend and confidant at one of the most crucial points in my life. And I couldn't take that for granted.A single tear slipped down my ch
LUXURIA.The world felt unsteady. My head was light, my body weightless, as though I were drifting between reality and something far less tangible.My eyes fluttered open, struggling to adjust to the soft glow of the room. Everything around me was familiar—the scent of embers and musk, the dark tapestries, the heavy warmth of the space.Parthe's chamber.Our chamber.A tremor ran through my chest. I was home.And if the figure sitting in front of me was truly who I thought he was…My throat tightened, my vision blurring as I stared at him.My heart leaped, but not out of fear. I was finally safe. Away from Rorden. Because, if this was truly Parthe sitting in front of me, it meant one thing – He had saved me from Rorden.I couldn't remember anything about how I ended up in Parthe's pack or chamber, but I was grateful I did."Luxuria..." Parthe called in that voice I had been longing to hear for so long now.It seemed like a dream to me.A sob slipped past my lips. My chest ached with t
ALPHA PARTHE.I stood over her, afraid to breathe. Afraid to even move.Luxuria lay motionless on the bed, her body so still that for a terrifying moment, I thought I had already lost her. The weak rise and fall of her chest was the only thing tethering her to this world.It felt as though the air had been sucked from the room. As if the gods themselves were holding their breath, waiting for me to break.It seemed like the life she was holding onto would slip away if I even as much as shifted.Gods. How did I ever let myself be this blinded by the ones around me?The people I had called my confidants—the ones I had believed would never betray me—had been the very ones who tormented her. And I had let them.I had believed their lies over the truth that was in front of me.I had doubted her every single time.And now, she was caught in some silent battle between life and death while I could do nothing but watch.I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palm.Fuck.I didn't deserve L