“I will never let you go, Amaya. Even if you hate me. Even if it kills you.” Amaya Blackwood was once the cherished daughter of an Alpha. Now, she is nothing but a prisoner in a mate bond she never asked for. Dante should have been her protector, but instead, he became her captor—cold, ruthless, and unwilling to let her go. No matter how much she begs for freedom, he refuses. Bound by fate, trapped by his obsession, Amaya must find a way to escape before she loses herself completely. But how do you run from the mate who will burn the world down to keep you?
더 보기Amaya POV “Targeted?” The word echoed in my head. I leaned forward in my seat, gripping the armrest. “By who?” “We don’t know that yet,” Alpha Beckett replied, “but based on the reports of what happened last night and statements from the others… it certainly seems that way.” I frowned. “I don’t understand.” He exhaled, then leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “The others weren’t attacked the way you were. Briella, for instance—she said she chased down a rogue, but not once did it actually fight back. Instead, it led her in circles, then straight into a dead end where she got trapped.” “Wait… what?” My brows furrowed. “The pattern repeats,” he continued. “The others shared similar stories. Light attacks, easy escapes, nothing too serious.” I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly becoming dry. “But you…” he looked at me, “you were ambushed. Not by one. By nearly a dozen rogues. Some of them came from directions no one else had encountered. It’s almost like… they were wai
Amaya’s POV“What are you doing?” I mumbled, confused as Ryder’s thumb brushed against my bottom lip. Especially when he leaned in and pressed his lips on the side of his thumb.My brow furrowed and I blinked a few times.Ryder’s eyes snapped open, and he casually leaned back, clearing his throat. “Dante was looking,” he said, and my stomach dropped.“What?” My head snapped to the door. There was no one there now, but it didn’t take a genius to realize what had just happened. “You… pretended to kiss me?”“Technically, I did kiss something,” he replied, trying to make a joke out of it.“Ryder,” I said flatly, and he held his hands up.“Relax, I didn’t mean anything by it,” he said.I stared at him for a second, then repeated, “You pretended to kiss me because you saw Dante watching?”He didn’t respond right away, which annoyed me a little.I shifted on the bed and set the fruit bowl aside. “Do you realize how messed up that is?”“I was only proving a point,” he said, quieter now. “He n
Dante’s POVAmaya’s wolf was back?I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw her shift. It was the first time I had ever seen her in her wolf form, and for a moment, I genuinely thought I was dreaming. There was no way this was real.But then she growled—and not just any growl. It was deep, commanding, terrifying… and somehow beautiful.If I wasn’t an Alpha myself, I probably would’ve been on my knees.She was twice the size of a normal wolf. Her white fur shimmered like moonlight kissed it, and her presence alone was enough to make the surrounding rogues hesitate.I watched her take down two rogues in under a minute. Her moves were brutally efficient, like she had been doing this her whole life. The third rogue didn’t even try to fight, it just ran.Then she turned to me. Our eyes met as I stared at her now-blue eyes, and for a moment, I forgot everything else.I was so lost I didn’t even realize the fourth rogue was still standing and was now slinking toward her.By the time I snapped o
Amaya’s POV The rogues crept closer, their growls vibrating in my ear. “Cut me down,” I whispered harshly to Dante. “Do you want me to draw more attention to us?” he hissed, his gaze shifting from wolf to wolf. He had his blade out, his body angled protectively around me. But there were four of them, and I could already smell more in the distance. Then one lunged at us. Dante met it mid-air, clashing his blade against the rogue’s jaw. Another rogue darted toward me, but Dante was already at my side, blocking the third one with his forearm. He didn’t look shaken by the blow. He growled and slammed his sword into its chest. Three rogues. He was handling three rogues. Wanting to help, I tried to reach out for my belt, praying the dagger strapped to my thigh hadn’t fallen off, but my eyes widened as I spotted the fourth rogue. It wasn’t moving. It was just standing there, staring straight at me with a grin on its lips. Like it was toying with me. Watching me dangle—helpless and
Amaya POV I took in a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves as I recalled everything I’d learned up till now. “In situations like this, the last thing you want to do is panic,” Ryder had told me once. “The next… is to listen.” So I listened. I focused on the silence, let the cool air fill my lungs. I gripped my sword tighter and started moving forward carefully, step by step. That’s when I heard sudden footsteps heading right in my direction. My ears twitched and my instinct kicked in. The next rule Ryder had drilled into me came rushing back. “Find a safe place to hide. Then wait. Then strike.” I darted behind a thick tree, crouched low, clutching my sword so tight my knuckles turned white. My heart was pounding in my chest, but I kept my breathing steady. Just like I was taught. Then… I saw movement. A shadow passed me, and without wasting a second, I jumped out with a yell, raising my sword—ready to strike. But I didn’t even get the chance. A hand caught my wrist mid-ai
Amaya POV “You cry really loud for someone who just volunteered as tribute.” I gasped with a startled breath. I whipped my head around, tear-streaked cheeks and wide eyes, only to find Briella lounging upside down on my reading chair. One leg dangled over the backrest, a book in her hand and a lollipop in her mouth. She didn’t even look up from the book. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked, sitting up and aggressively wiping the tears from my face with the back of my hand. “How… how long have you been sitting there?” Briella finally looked up, popping the sweet out of her mouth. “Long enough,” she said, and casually set the book aside. “So… what are you doing here?” I asked. She sat up now, swinging her legs over the side of the chair. Knowing Briella, she never showed up unless she needed something or had something to say. Briella was many things, but silent company wasn’t one of them. “It’s about the mission,” she finally said. I knew it. I crossed my arms.
Amaya POV“Because he saved my life.”I had expected a thousand excuses to justify his actions. Political reasons. Strategy. Maybe even fear. I mean, a lot of packs were indeed afraid of Dante’s wrath, so it would make a little sense if that was the case. But that—that I didn’t expect.“What?” I said in shock, unsure of how else to respond.“Over fifteen years ago,” he said, staring down at his hands like they held pieces of a past he didn’t want to relive. “Ryder fell gravely ill. The healers and doctors couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him—he was dying slowly right in front of me. I had already lost my mate… I couldn’t lose my only son too.”His jaw clenched as he relived the memory.“My Beta back then—Harlem—recommended someone. He said there was a powerful healer who lived beyond the northern border, someone who didn’t belong to any pack but had cured impossible cases before. The problem was, he wasn’t reachable. We had to go to him.”He paused, his expression hardened, and
Amaya POV “I volunteer,” I said with no hesitation. The room suddenly went quiet. Alpha Beckett furrowed his brow, Ryder’s eyes widened, and I could feel the tension shift. “You?” Dante asked, rising halfway from his seat. “Amaya—” “I said what I said.” I cut him off calmly. “This is my pack too. And if there’s danger near our borders, I’m not sitting here twiddling my thumbs while the rest of you bleed.” Ryder stepped away from the wall and was now fully focused on me. His jaw ticked, but he didn’t say anything. Beckett exchanged a look with one of the council members, then nodded slowly. “Fine. You’ll be briefed in twenty minutes.” I nodded and turned around before anyone could protest further, ignoring the burning gaze of Dante behind me. I barely made it past the hallway before I heard footsteps behind me. “Amaya,” Ryder called, and I stopped. My lips curled into a small smile, but as I turned, I was met with a blank stare that made it falter. “What is it?” I as
Amaya POV“Are you crazy?” I hissed, struggling against him. “There are guards everywhere.”Although it was a little dark and the training grounds were usually deserted at this time of night, I knew it was only a matter of time before someone stumbled upon us. And that would cause a lot of issues.“So?” he said, unbothered. “It’s not like I’m doing anything wrong. You’re still my wife.”“Ex-wife!” I snapped instantly. “I am happily married, thank you very much. To Ryder. Who, in case you forgot, is the soon-to-be Alpha of this pack and doesn’t need you breathing down my neck like some jealous wolf who can’t take a hint.”His jaw tightened, but I didn’t stop. If anything, I spoke louder. “We are over, Dante. I moved on. I am healed.”Of course, that was a lie. I wasn’t anywhere close to being healed. How does one even heal from that?“And now you’re here, messing everything up like you always do…”“Enough,” he growled, and I flinched at the raw sound of it. The kind of growl that made
Amaya POV “I want a divorce,” I said, but there was no response. “I said I want a divorce,” I repeated louder this time, clenching my fists at my sides. Alpha Dante finally looked up from his desk, staring at me like I had come to throw another tantrum. “You are tired. Go and have a nap or something,” he said dismissively. I bit down on my lips and, in annoyance, slammed the divorce papers I had secretly gathered on his desk. “What is this?” he muttered in irritation, flipping through the papers. “These are the divorce papers. I have my signature already on them. All that’s left is your signature.” His brow furrowed, and his jaw clenched. Then suddenly, he tore the papers into shreds, causing me to gasp. “What… what do you think you are doing? I spent months gathering that… why would you…” “I will not divorce!” His voice thundered, causing me to flinch. He tossed the shredded papers across the room. “You are my wife. The Luna of the Moonshade Pack. How dare you ask for ...
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