Alpha's Hidden Chains

Alpha's Hidden Chains

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By:  Chazaya MynetOngoing
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WARNING: Explicit Content, Trigger Warnings, Adult Eyes only. *** Liliana Larsen has spent years suppressing the trauma of her family’s death, burying it beneath her work as an Ethnocultural Advisor. But when Eamon Quinn—a deadly half-breed werewolf-vampire—enters her life, Liliana’s carefully built world begins to crack. Eamon knows what Liliana doesn’t: she’s a dormant she-wolf, her wolf Skadi bound by powerful witchcraft since birth. Now, that binding is breaking. Liliana’s awakening unleashes a primal bond between them that is as dangerous as it is undeniable. As their connection deepens, so do the threats. Ancient covens with a dark history of hunting Liliana’s bloodline resurface, and a brutal supernatural war is on the horizon. To survive, Liliana must learn to control her wolf—fast. But each step toward control pulls her deeper into Eamon’s dangerous orbit, where pleasure and pain blur, and every instinct demands she surrender to the wild power inside her. As their enemies close in, the only thing more lethal than the forces hunting them is the bond between them—a bond that could either save them or destroy them both.

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1 | Peace for the Weary

*** Nailo’s POV

I’ve lost all sensation except for the searing pain of the silver collar fused into my flesh. It’s been my constant torment these long years, burning and binding me, preventing the shift that might offer some relief. Jansen finally slides off me, having taken his fill like a gluttonous beast, his breath heavy with satisfaction.

Tonight, something is different. The triplets came at me with a ferocity that told me this would be my last night. I won’t see the morning. Part of me is surprised they’re ready to dispose of me, but most of me is relieved. The end is near.

 I can feel the wetness pooling beneath me, my own blood seeping into the cold, unforgiving ground. Javier didn’t even bother removing his chainmail tonight, and the sharp edges had torn into my flesh, leaving jagged gashes that bleed freely. But it’s Jared’s knife play that will be the death of me—he wasn’t playing, and his blades had been honed to perfection, each slice deliberate, each cut a final goodbye.

 My heartbeat pounds louder in my ears, a macabre drum signaling the approach of the inevitable. It’s almost amusing, the way life clings to the edge before letting go, but I welcome it. It’s a lullaby to the end. Soon, it will stop altogether, and I’ll be free.

 The brothers have started drinking again. I can’t see them clearly from the corner I’ve managed to crawl to, but I can hear the slosh of liquor as they guzzle it down, the muted conversations that barely reach my ears. They’re gearing up for another round. The thought would terrify me if I weren’t already slipping away. There’s a strange comfort in knowing I won’t be here for it. I’ll be dead before they can reach me.

 I can no longer move my body. The strength I once had has drained away, leaving me a shell, tilting from the half-upright position I’d managed to find against the far wall. Now I’m more or less a corpse, lying on my side, awaiting the final blow. The last thing I may see is one of them stumbling toward me, but they won’t reach me before I’m gone.

Moon Goddess, I’m looking forward to meeting you.

 My wolf says nothing. She’s been silent for so long, buried beneath the weight of the silver and the pain. I can’t feel her within me, perhaps my wolf is already gone.

 A sense of peace washes over me as the darkness closes in. 

*** Alpha Eamon’s POV

 "The castle’s secure," my beta, Kirkland, reports with a slight bow of his head. His voice is steady, but there’s a flicker of disbelief in his eyes. "Most surrendered readily. It seems the reports of the princes' desertion on the battlefield preceded us. The females have locked themselves in the cellars, which is as good a cell as any. And the princes…" His voice trails off, a hesitation I don't often hear from him.

 "What about them?" I glare, my impatience flaring.

Kirkland chuckles, the sound dark and humorless. "The princes have taken refuge in the dungeons. From what we can tell, they’ve decided to spend their last night alive fucking some slaves."

"They're in the dungeons?" I clarify, the disgust rising in my chest.

 "Yes." Kirkland shakes his head, still in disbelief. "They might not even be aware the castle has fallen. We locked them down there, but they still seem to be, well, preoccupied. They haven’t even noticed what’s happening above."

"Imbeciles," I sigh, the word laced with contempt. How these fools ever came to power is beyond me.

Indeed, my wolf growls in agreement, the hunger for justice simmering beneath the surface.

I rise from the cold stone steps where I’ve been resting, gathering strength and focus as I receive the final reports from the battle. Our victory has been cleaner than I could have ever imagined. Most of their pack switched sides the moment we stepped onto the field, eager to rid themselves of the monstrous family that had ruled them with cruelty and fear. A family that should never have been allowed to hold power.

"Let’s finish this," I say, my voice low but resolute, as I straighten my shoulders and steel myself for what’s to come.

Kirkland’s grim smile mirrors my own, a silent acknowledgment that the end is near. He turns, leading the way through the winding corridors of the castle, the echoes of our footsteps reverberating off the stone walls.

We reach the heavy wooden door that leads down to the dungeons, and even before we open it, their voices drift up to us. The princes are laughing, discussing whether to take another turn with the slave before finishing her off. Their casual cruelty sends a wave of fury through me.

I press my hand to the door, feeling the vibrations of their callous conversation. My jaw clenches as I push it open, the hinges creaking as if the castle itself is protesting their vile intentions.

As the door swings wide, the stench hits us—a rancid mix of sweat, blood, and the fetid air of the dungeon. The scene inside is worse than I had imagined. The princes, those who should have been the defenders of their people, have debased themselves entirely. They’ve become nothing more than animals, driven by their base desires, blind to the reality of their downfall.

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Tara Dawn Meeker
very spicy, enjoying all the sub plots!
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1 | Peace for the Weary
*** Nailo’s POVI’ve lost all sensation except for the searing pain of the silver collar fused into my flesh. It’s been my constant torment these long years, burning and binding me, preventing the shift that might offer some relief. Jansen finally slides off me, having taken his fill like a gluttonous beast, his breath heavy with satisfaction.Tonight, something is different. The triplets came at me with a ferocity that told me this would be my last night. I won’t see the morning. Part of me is surprised they’re ready to dispose of me, but most of me is relieved. The end is near. I can feel the wetness pooling beneath me, my own blood seeping into the cold, unforgiving ground. Javier didn’t even bother removing his chainmail tonight, and the sharp edges had torn into my flesh, leaving jagged gashes that bleed freely. But it’s Jared’s knife play that will be the death of me—he wasn’t playing, and his blades had been honed to perfection, each slice deliberate, each cut a final goodbye.
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2 | Stubborn
*** Nailo’s POVTheir voices drift to me, muffled and distant, like echoes through a fog. The pain that once consumed me has dulled, leaving only a numbness that creeps across my body. The only sensation I can still feel is the hair crawling on my skin, a faint prickle of awareness as my subconscious mind registers that they’re talking about me. It's a primal instinct, the last vestige of survival kicking in, though I know it’s futile. This is the end. I should let go, welcome the darkness that’s waiting to swallow me whole, but something inside me clings to the sound of their voices, trying to stay tethered to the world, even if only for a moment longer.I strain to listen, to pull their words from the murky depths of my consciousness, though I’m not sure why. There's nothing they could say that would change the inevitable. Maybe it’s just the stubbornness of life itself, refusing to be snuffed out without a fight, or maybe it's the last flicker of hope that they’ll simply walk away a
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3 | Humpty Dumpty
*** Nailo’s POV"Still alive... fuck." The thought flitted through my mind the moment I realized I was conscious. I didn’t dare move. My senses stretched to their limits, I tried to keep my heartbeat steady, listening intently, trying to detect any signs of life around me. Was I alone? Or were they still here, waiting?Slowly, I became aware of my surroundings. I wasn’t cold or wet, and, to my surprise, I wasn’t naked. The tips of my fingers brushed against something soft beneath me, smooth but with a slight graininess. Cotton linen? The realization jarred me; this wasn’t the damp, filthy floor of my cell.The room was dark. The blackness behind my eyelids told me as much. But the air... it smelled different. Gone was the stench of infection and rot that had been my constant companion. Instead, I detected something medicinal—eucalyptus? But there was something else, something bitter and ominous... Wolfsbane. The faint smell of burnt flesh and the metallic tang of blood hung in the air.
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4 | Chances
*** Nailo’s POVI slam into the ground, the impact knocking the wind out of me instantly. The cold, unyielding earth rises to meet me with an unforgiving force, jarring every nerve in my body. Before I can even register the pain, I’m tumbling, rolling down an embankment, the world spinning around me in a blur of dark shadows and cold, damp soil. Every bump, every jolt sends a shockwave of agony through my body, my mind screaming at me to stop, but there’s no stopping gravity. I have to keep going, have to fight through the disorientation, the pain. The wolfsbane is coursing through my veins, dragging me closer to unconsciousness with every passing moment, and I know—if I give in now, it’s over.When I finally come to a stop at the bottom of the embankment, my body sprawled awkwardly across the forest floor, I’m gasping for breath, each inhale like shards of ice ripping through my lungs. The cold air burns, but it’s nothing compared to the searing pain that radiates from every part of m
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5 | Run Luna
*** Alpha Eamon's POVThere are perks to using a galley as a war room. Not the least of which is the smell. My mother had always said the scent of good food alone was better than most healing herbs.But for some reason, in this moment, the aroma that usually brought comfort and focus was doing the opposite. I felt… a huge sense of unease. Quickly, I scanned the room, my gaze landing on the spits being turned slowly by a steward. A surge of anger welled up in me, completely out of proportion to the scene before me.“What the fuck…” I muttered, shaking my head in disbelief. Why am I getting all worked up over roast beast?And then it hit me. “Ah,” I sighed, a grim understanding settling over me. “She’s awake.”I stood up and walked toward the door and stairwell that would take me down toward the infirmary and wards, my steps quickening with purpose.Just before I reached it, my gamma, Raven, appeared in the doorway, his expression conflicted.“Their Luna,” he began, hesitating as if sear
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6 | Shrubbery
*** Nailo’s POVHow could I be so lucky to find a river so close—a shallow one at that? I nearly fell into it, crawling out into the water with the last of my strength. I flipped onto my side, lying fully in the shallow stream. With a trembling hand, I skimmed through the pebbles along the bottom. Lovely colors glistened up at me from the water—quartz, jasper, pyrite—all so beautiful, but none nearly as precious as the deep black hematite stones that came up in my first handful. Thank the goddess.Yelling in the distance— I could hear it. Not wasting a moment, I swallowed the whole handful of pebbles I’d scooped up. I wasn’t sure how much hematite I needed to counter the wolfsbane, but hopefully, this would do.I didn’t have the strength left to get back up, but I did have the strength to crawl and float. As quietly as I could, I scooched farther out into the stream and started making my way on my belly downstream. After a short distance, the water began to get deeper quickly, and the
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7 | Wolfsbane
*** Nailo’s POVI was almost asleep when I heard it—the sound of nothing. Winter sounds are limited, but there’s always the slight hum of nightlife, even in the dungeons. The scurrying and scampering of small creatures, the distant rustle of leaves. But the sound of silence? That always woke me up—it usually meant they were close.I felt that familiar sense of dread creeping up on me now. Peeking out from my hiding place under the evergreens, I saw that the moonlight had revealed the start of snowfall. Such luck; it could cover my tracks.Tentatively, I slipped out from under the branches, testing the strength in my legs. Surprisingly, I had some. Hematite might just be my new favorite “jewel.” Testing my legs further, I crouched and began to take wide steps, keeping my movements as quiet as possible. Luckily, I have small feet, and at the rate the snow is falling, I imagine it’ll only take about ten minutes to cover my tracks from any casual observer.Praying that my decoy tracks will
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8 | A Queen
*** Alpha Eamon's POVI mind-linked my trackers a little after sunup, telling them to give up the hunt. She was good—very good—and they weren’t even close to finding her trail. The only trace she left behind was a pile of rocks that smelled pungent of bile.I also sent a quick update to my Beta and Gamma, letting them know what I was up to. Occasionally, they’d send me updates on other goings-on, but my focus was entirely on the scene unfolding before me.It was astounding how far she had traveled on foot. We were well outside the regional kingdom now, moving south at an impressive pace. I knew that in my wolf form, I could make it back to the war pack in less than a day, but she had managed to cover this distance in such a short time without any aid. It spoke volumes about her determination and resilience.The she-wolf sat beneath a Pinus strobus, facing the trunk in a submissive prayer pose. I watched her closely, noticing a faint ripple across her neck, and then, slowly, a growl beg
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9 | 160 Years Later
*** Liliana’s POV------Opening: Instructor WantedTopics of interest: Deep Throating 101, How to Break into Fisting, and the Limits of Breath Play.Attire: Just enough restraints to keep one open for business.Timeline: One-night cram session, looking to enroll soon------My fingers hover above ‘post’ for the third night in a row. I don’t think I’ll ever make love again, but fucking—that’s something I could do. John and I never fucked, never did anything 'kinky,' but the sex was still great. It’s been three years since the accident, and I haven’t even dated, let alone been intimate with someone.Fucking isn’t even the right term. I don’t know what the right term is to label the desires I’m having. At the root of it all, I know what I really ache for is to relinquish control, step back into my feminine, and renew the connection to my own life.The past year has been a struggle as my body has come back to life, and touching myself just isn’t cutting it anymore.The ad is a mashup of f
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10 | Beginning the Process
*** AlphaWatcher's POVI sit in my study, the distant hum of the city filtering through the open window. The soft glow of the screen reflects off my face, illuminating the room with a faint, steady light. My fingers hover above the keyboard, the weight of my next message heavy with significance. This isn’t about dominance, at least not in the way most understand it. I am a Guide, and that distinction matters, even if I do demand obedience.My mind is sharp, calculating. I haven’t seen enough of Liliana to fully understand her yet, but the way she approached writing that ad suggests she’s new to this dynamic. There’s potential there—potential that needs to be nurtured, not controlled.I type the first message, my words deliberate.……… >> AlphaWatcher: “It’s important you understand the difference between what one might expect and what I offer. My role is to Guide you. You, as the Follower, will learn to trust in that guidance, to find strength in it. This is a process.”I pause, my thou
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