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WRONG MOVE
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FATED TO A TYRANT PANDEMONIUM
WILLA’S POVMy heart stilled when the attention of every rogue wolf shifted to me. But it went cold and plummeted when their gazes zeroed in on Gillian’s and Calisto’s small cowering forms.Every fiber of my being went alight with my protective instincts.I adjusted my stance, no longer trying to be furtive with my movement, just so I could shield my kids away from the rogue wolves’ view.Or at least shield them as much as I could.Then I sent another warning growl, making sure to put more threat in each gritty note.Gallahan echoed me without hesitation. But the sound coming from him rang louder and deeper that it almost made me shiver.It was a sound that could make any other wolf tuck their tail between their legs. One that told a history of violence. One that promised a grim fate to those that wouldn’t heed his warning.But oddly enough, it had soothed my rabbiting heart. It assured me that everything would be alright. At least for me and for our twins.I couldn’t be too sure I co
Last Updated : 2025-04-13FATED TO A TYRANT INFECTION
GALLAHAN’S POVOnce I noticed that Willa had fled with the twins, I let rage and primal instinct to kill take the wheel. I no longer have any slim shred of care for what would be left of the rogue wolves and the creature hunters once I was through with them.I became an artist of violence, creating a crimson masterpiece as blood painted the surroundings in splash and splotches.My claws dug into the skin and sliced through the flesh of both humans and wolves, tearing out piercing cries and harrowing yowls of agony out of their mouths.The pandemonium and the havoc I had brought upon was likely not that different from hell, where disturbed souls scream and beg for mercy.But unfortunately for these insolent beings, I was no god.I had no mercy to give any of them. Not even a sliver.Especially not to the rogue wolf who had been leering at my Willa as if he had intended to take her from me.I gouged both of its eyes and let the eyeballs roll away without bothering to spare them a glance
Last Updated : 2025-04-18FATED TO A TYRANT PAUSE
WILLA’S POVAs soon as I entered the lounge room, I was welcomed by a soothing scent of freshly steeped tea and a question uttered by a calm and serene voice that had grown familiar to me in the last several days.“The kids?” Zuleika asked without bothering to tear her gaze away from the porcelain tea cups she was filling with golden-hued tea.She and Maliya had quickly arrived in Wolverham after I had desperately asked Sarina to summon them through her spiritual familiar in the wake of Gallahan’s rampage against the rogue wolves and creature hunters. The two witches had then been staying in the Manor ever since.While it was a bit awkward between us at first, I still found that it was good and relieving to have them here.After all, the Alfiero Manor no longer kept any stock of the Wolf’s Draught, the potion that could induce shifting to werewolves, since the end of the war. We had no need for it since…Well…Since there were no longer any war comrades or packmates getting fatally in
Last Updated : 2025-04-26FATED TO A TYRANT THE BATTLE IN THE FERNDELL FOREST
WILLA’S POVFor nearly all of my life, I had dreamed of the moment I would finally meet my fated mate. But never in my wildest imagination did I ever think I would meet him in the middle of a violent battle, fighting for opposing and irreconcilable causes.And yet… Here I was.I stood frozen in place as my hold around my daggers loosened slightly.It seemed as if the world blurred into nothing, while time took on an odd shift, moving sluggishly in slow motion. But my heart defied the seemingly slow ticking of time as it thundered in my chest, clamoring for the magnificent wolf standing in front of me.His thick pelt that was darker than the gloom of the bloody night looked unfairly silky underneath the brilliance of the waxing gibbous moon. His eyes glowed a vibrant amber, so beautiful in their depth that they almost looked like an endless pool of liquid gold.“My mate,” I called out even though I knew my voice would simply drown in the noisy din of the battle.But the wolf seemed to h
Last Updated : 2024-12-13FATED TO A TYRANT IMPULSES AND INSTINCTS
WILLA’S POVHis lips were on mine before I could even utter a reply, and I responded eagerly to the kiss, feeling the rightness and perfection of the act.It felt like being completed even though there wasn’t a missing piece of me before. It just seemed like it moved my heart, mind and soul, putting my entire being to right.I couldn’t help but sigh into the kiss that was surprisingly slow and steady. I had expected him to kiss me with hunger and fervor, wanting to explore every inch, given the way he had been rough and impatient in invading my personal space earlier.“Han,” I gasped when he pulled away to lick, bite and suck on the side of my neck.He slightly moved his thigh that was lodged between my legs, moving it slightly to provide friction to my cunt.“Fuck,” I cursed, feeling a thick spark of pleasure ran through my entire body. I began to move my hips, chasing the same delicious friction he just gave me.I could feel his smug smirk against my jaw, and I would’ve wiped it off
Last Updated : 2024-12-13FATED TO A TYRANT THE SOFTNESS AFTER THE ROUGHNESS
GALLAHAN’S POVMy knot had finally abated after nearly a fucking hour, and I slipped out of Willa as carefully and as quietly as I could so I wouldn’t accidentally jostle her awake. Even pulling out nearly had me moaning, my sensitive cock twitching in interest.‘I am a man with a well-functioning head. Not a beast with nothing but instincts,’ I mentally reminded myself, willing the desire to bury my traitorous cock inside her hot and welcoming channel that felt so snug around me.I had to take a slow, shuddering breath to calm myself and my inner wolf.Willa whined softly in dissatisfaction as I shifted on the bed. She rolled around, turning to face me, her eyes closed and her eyebrows furrowed.The lines between her brows eased and disappeared once she had burrowed herself against my chest. The sight of it nearly made me burst at the disgusting affection that swelled inside of me. To make matters worse for my weakening heart was the fact that the contours of her body fit so well aga
Last Updated : 2024-12-13FATED TO A TYRANT IRRECONCILABLE DIFFERENCE
GALLAHAN’S POVA dismal look marred Willa’s features, despite the tiny curl at the ends of her lips. She was looking down at the plate of stir fried noodles that were still mildly glistening in sauce.“The war is a polarizing topic,” she said at last. “So I was thinking while in the bathroom…”“Yes?” I urged on, taking a salacious tone with my voice.A withering glare from her got me grinning.“Maybe it would help if we ease ourselves into this conversation, instead of diving head first into a topic we are sure to fight about.”I hummed with a nod of my head. “So you’re suggesting having small talks?”A pink hue dusted the apples of her cheeks. “Yeah. I am. It allows us to establish rapport, I suppose. Makes us feel a little more comfortable. Maybe then we could slowly broach the sensitive topic without one of us immediately getting defensive and angry.”“That makes sense,” I replied, picking up one of the forks and handing it to Willa.She accepted it with a whispered ‘thanks’ and be
Last Updated : 2024-12-20FATED TO A TYRANT DENIAL AND BODY TALK
WILLA’S POVOf all people, my fated mate had to be Gallahan Wick.Was this a cruel trick? What did I do to deserve a man who, at eighteen, formed and led the Alpha King’s Culling Army to seize and loot human kingdoms, and capture, torture and subjugate innocent humans.His hands were not only tainted. They were soaked with the blood of hundreds of people, both humans and werewolves, and I had let the very same hands hold me so intimately.Guilt roared to life inside my chest all of a sudden, clawing at my lungs and heart. I felt like I had betrayed those who had entrusted the League of the Moon to fight the tyrannical regime of the Alpha King and his son.I knew I already did when I turned my back on my comrades in the middle of battle. But this was a whole different story, a different kind of betrayal.Gallahan was the real enemy. He wasn’t just a mere soldier of this war. Gallahan himself had led the crusade against humans, even fighting his own kind who couldn’t stomach his ideologi
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WILLA’S POVMy heart stilled when the attention of every rogue wolf shifted to me. But it went cold and plummeted when their gazes zeroed in on Gillian’s and Calisto’s small cowering forms.Every fiber of my being went alight with my protective instincts.I adjusted my stance, no longer trying to be furtive with my movement, just so I could shield my kids away from the rogue wolves’ view.Or at least shield them as much as I could.Then I sent another warning growl, making sure to put more threat in each gritty note.Gallahan echoed me without hesitation. But the sound coming from him rang louder and deeper that it almost made me shiver.It was a sound that could make any other wolf tuck their tail between their legs. One that told a history of violence. One that promised a grim fate to those that wouldn’t heed his warning.But oddly enough, it had soothed my rabbiting heart. It assured me that everything would be alright. At least for me and for our twins.I couldn’t be too sure I co
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WILLA’S POVThe ground beneath my paws as I ran through the trail on the far eastern side of the moorland was familiar. So was the crisp breeze brushing through my pelt while I towed in a slow jog behind two adorable pups that were rough-playing and making each other stumble every now and then.Gillian’s fur was much darker than Calisto’s. She could almost pass a good camouflage in the darkness of the night to anyone with eyes that were less vivid and sensitive. If she could just sharpen her stealth skills, Gillian would be a force to reckon with in hiding and spying. She would make an excellent hunter in the night.Meanwhile, it seemed like Calisto had little to no hope for that. But it wasn’t because he was slightly larger than Gillian, nor was it because his pelt was deep gray and had a very high resemblance with Grandpa’s. It was because he was quite ungainly on four legs. On top of that, he was a little too playful and loud, trotting and hopping and yipping the night away.It was
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GALLAHAN’S POVExcitement rang clearly in Calisto’s voice, and when my gaze flickered to his direction, I saw how his round eyes glimmered with eagerness and hope.The ghost of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips was quite endearing, and I couldn’t help but mirror it.Even then, I said as gently as I could, “I don’t know, bud. I think you better ask your Mommy. She’s the boss.”Calisto quickly diverted his attention to Willa. “Mommy, we’re going, right? Right? We have to go on a run tonight. Please?”Willa huffed, closing her book and tossing it aside. But there was fondness in the way she regarded our son, sending a warm buzz beneath my skin.She was a good mother to our twins, and every time I saw things that proved it, no matter how little or trivial it might seem to others, I would always end up feeling so full of affection for her that I often felt that I might just combust on the spot.“We’re going. After all, the full moon is the opportunity for you and Gillian to shift
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GALLAHAN’S POV“Can you stop fussing?” Willa asked as she herded us to the great dining hall of the Alfiero Manor. “You’ll ruin my hard work.”“I’m sorry to break it to you, sweetheart,” I drawled playfully, “but my dashing appearance is not your hard work. It’s my parents’ hard work.”“What does that mean?” Calisto wondered, tugging me by the hand I was holding him with. “I don’t get it, Daddy.”Willa shot me an irate look, slapping my other hand that had been tugging at the collar of my regalia for tonight’s dinner affair.While I had my official garbs as the heir of the Alpha King, which boasted the colors of midnight blue and gold and had a long side cape for the right shoulder, Willa had clad me in dark green and black with accents of silvery gray for this Alfiero family dinner.“Daddy meant nothing about what he said,” Willa explained to Calisto with a tight smile. Then she shot me a glare when she noticed me fussing with the fancy silk jabot she had chosen for me. “I said stop
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