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Alpha's Witch Mate
Last Updated : 2025-02-22
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I was supposed to be his. Killian Storm, the most powerful Alpha in the kingdom. Ruthless. Untouchable. The mate I was destined for. But on the night of the Blood Moon, he rejected me. Humiliated and cast out, I ran. I swore I’d never look back. Then he hunted me down. Not because he wanted me. Because he needed me. For an arranged marriage to unite our packs. A loveless bond. A cold, calculated power play. But the second he put his ring on my finger, his touch became a brand. His gaze turned dangerous. And his rejection? A lie. Now, I’m trapped in a marriage with a man who swore he didn’t want me. And the worst part? I still want him, too. But Killian has secrets—dark ones. And the deeper I fall into his web, the more I realize…I’m not just his wife. I’m his greatest weakness. And in his world? Weakness gets you killed.
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Alpha's Witch Mate Feral Alpha
The way every single person in the training center stops what they’re doing the second we enter is the real definition of awkward. Warriors. Betas. Omegas. Some pause mid-punch. Some drop their weights. Some scramble to straighten like they’ve been caught slacking but all of them stare.I shift, uncomfortable, trying to put space between me and Killian. "Killian," I murmur under my breath. “Let go.”He doesn’t. If anything, he pulls me closer. "Relax, Celestine." His voice is too low, too even. "You’re shaking."I wasn’t. But now? Now, I am. Because **this—this moment, this attention, this unspoken question hanging in the air—**it’s too much. Before I can respond, Killian lifts his chin, his Alpha presence commanding the room without effort.“Continue training,” he commands, his voice sharp, decisive. “I’m just showing my Luna how things work here.”Luna.The warriors exchange glances, but then—they nod. One by one, they return to their drills, but the air is still thick. I exhale slo
Last Updated : 2025-02-22Alpha's Witch Mate Luna
I woke up earlier than expected. It turns out, being the forced Luna of the Storm Pack comes with many responsibilities—none of which I agreed to."She came back.""Did she even have a choice?" "He rejected her once. Why take her now?" The words slither beneath my skin, but I keep walking. The halls of the Storm Packhouse are endless. Towering walls, vaulted ceilings, cold marble that swallows every footstep. A fortress. A prison. It wasn’t built for comfort. It was built to intimidate. To remind outsiders they don’t belong. And even though I wear Killian’s mark now, I feel no different.Omegas slip past me, heads lowered, movements quick. Guards linger at every entrance, silent, watching. Their presence is suffocating. They don’t speak to me. They don’t meet my gaze. They serve me. But they don’t respect me.Because why should they?I am not their Luna. I am the discarded mate Killian dragged back. I keep walking. Because stopping means feeling. And feeling means breaking. The whis
Last Updated : 2025-02-22Alpha's Witch Mate Wedding Night
Celestine I am so tired, I can barely think. But sleep won’t come. Not when I’m lying in Killian Storm’s bed. Not when I know that, at any moment, he will walk through that door after dismissing our guest. He told me that I should go shower and rest first if I was too tired to join them which I did except, now I cannot truly rest because of my thoughts.I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to steady my breath. But it doesn’t help. Because no matter how much I try to push it away, one thought won’t leave me.What is Killian going to do to me tonight?He is going to come in here. He is going to touch me. Because that is what happens on a wedding night.I force myself to breathe—**in, out, in, out—**but it does nothing to slow my racing heart. This is what I was dreading. Not the ceremony. Not the vows.This.Being alone with him. Being at his mercy.Then—the door opens.The scent of him reaches me first. Whiskey. Smoke. Something darker beneath it. Something that makes my throat go dry. I do
Last Updated : 2025-02-22Alpha's Witch Mate I do
Celestine The towering stained-glass windows, depicting the Moon Goddess in all her divine cruelty, cast fragmented rays of light across the polished marble floor. “Do you, Alpha Killian Storm, take Celestine St. Vireaux as your wife?”The first time I felt Killian Storm, I was seventeen. The mate bond settled into my bones like a promise. A pull so deep, so unshakable, I thought the Moon Goddess herself had reached into my chest and tied me to him.I was foolish enough to think it was a gift.The day I turned eighteen, the bond exploded inside me, a fire so consuming, I thought I’d burst into flames if I didn’t find him.So I did.I stood before Killian Storm—Alpha heir, strongest of our generation, the man I had spent years loving from a distance—and I told him the truth.I could have severed the mate bond after that day. I could have spoken the words, cut the tie, and freed myself. But I didn’t. I clung to it instead. Let it fester, let it remind me of what a fool I was. Because
Last Updated : 2025-02-22Alpha's Witch Mate Rejection
Celestine “I, Alpha Killian Storm, reject you, Celestine St. Vireaux , as my mate.”My body doesn’t react at first. It’s as if my brain refuses to process the words. They don’t make sense. Killian wouldn’t—he couldn’t—But then it hits. A crushing, merciless wave of pain, rolled through my chest and seeping into my bones.I sway, struggling to stay upright. My lungs tighten like a vice. My hands clench into fists at my sides.Don’t fall. Don’t fall.But my knees buckle. My body folds, betraying me, and I drop. Hard.The cold, hard ground meets me mercilessly, the impact sending another shockwave of pain through my already broken body.My hands slam against the dirt, trying to steady myself, but they tremble violently.He’s lying.He has to be.Killian wasn’t always like this. I remember the first time I realized he was mine. The way his eyes softened when I laughed. The way his hand lingered at the small of my back, protective, possessive. I remember the night he carried me home afte
Last Updated : 2025-02-22
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Celestine “I, Alpha Killian Storm, reject you, Celestine St. Vireaux , as my mate.”My body doesn’t react at first. It’s as if my brain refuses to process the words. They don’t make sense. Killian wouldn’t—he couldn’t—But then it hits. A crushing, merciless wave of pain, rolled through my chest and seeping into my bones.I sway, struggling to stay upright. My lungs tighten like a vice. My hands clench into fists at my sides.Don’t fall. Don’t fall.But my knees buckle. My body folds, betraying me, and I drop. Hard.The cold, hard ground meets me mercilessly, the impact sending another shockwave of pain through my already broken body.My hands slam against the dirt, trying to steady myself, but they tremble violently.He’s lying.He has to be.Killian wasn’t always like this. I remember the first time I realized he was mine. The way his eyes softened when I laughed. The way his hand lingered at the small of my back, protective, possessive. I remember the night he carried me home afte...
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