“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?
View MoreAmaya POVFor the next few days that passed by, I could feel my body getting weaker and my muscles aching all over. The healer came every evening as Dante had instructed, giving me the same liquid that was supposed to help me. But none of that was working. If anything, I felt worse. Getting out of bed began to feel like a chore, and the sight of food made me throw up. At first, I thought it was stress, but now I wasn't so sure. Even Suri started looking at me differently, but I would easily brush it off. After all, that was the least of my worries. Her words from days before had been the only thing on my mind. I didn't give her an answer because I didn't know what to say, but now I couldn't stop thinking about it. Could I really leave? "I am escaping," I blurted out to Suri, who was helping me brush my hair. "What? Really?" she said, surprised. "I thought about what you said. You are right, I don't want to stay." "Oh, Luna... you don't know how happy I am to hear you
Amaya POV“So much for wanting to step out,” I sighed as I plopped onto my bed. Suri followed soon after, holding a tray with my breakfast and placing it by my nightstand. Then she rushed to the drawer and pulled out the first aid kit before hurrying to my side and kneeling in front of me.“Your hand, Luna,” she said, and I winced as she gently unwrapped the bandage. The wound was still tender, looking even worse than before. I was no doctor, but it looked like it was getting infected.Suri clicked her tongue and bit down on her lip. “I am going to have to clean this again,” she said, and without warning, she applied an antiseptic solution to the wound. I hissed in pain and tried to pull my hand away, but she held it firm.“I’m sorry, I know it hurts, but I have to clean it properly to prevent it from spreading,” she said, but that didn’t stop me from gritting my teeth.“You don’t have to be so rough,” I muttered, clenching my jaw as the antiseptic burned my skin.“You say that like I
Amaya’s POV“I didn’t come to this pack just to work as a maid, Luna. I came here to find my little brother.”I stiffened. She mentioned her brother just yesterday, but nothing about him being missing.“When I was twelve, rogues attacked my old pack,” she continued. “They burned everything down. Killed most of our people. I don’t even remember much about that night—just fire, screaming… and my little brother crying.”A lump formed in my throat, but I didn’t say anything.“He was only six years old,” she whispered. “Too young to fight, too young to understand what was happening. I tried to protect him, but then we got separated in the chaos. I never saw him again.”She pulled the bandage tighter around my hand, but I barely noticed the sting.“I searched for him for years, but I never found a trace,” she said. “Until a few months ago, when I heard rumors that some of the surviving rogues had been taken in by this pack.”My breath caught in my throat.Dante had indeed been taking in str
Amaya’s POV I slammed the door behind me, gripping my chest as I tried to calm the storm raging inside me. My breath came in uneven gasps, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. Ryder’s voice still echoed in my head. “I promise you, Amaya! This isn’t over! I will come back for you… I will get you out of here even if it kills me.” Fuck that bastard! Why did he have to come here? I had gotten so used to being numb, but now the emotions were flooding back with so much force, and I couldn’t handle it. I squeezed my eyes shut, pressing my back against the door to keep myself from collapsing. My knees were weak, my entire body was shaking. I really wanted to believe him. I desperately wanted to believe his words, but Dante wouldn’t let me go. He would never let me go. So why did Ryder have to remind me of a situation I had come to accept as my reality? Why did he have to come here and shatter the numbness I had worked so hard to build? I needed that numbness. It was
Dante’s POV“Step. Away. From her.”The words left my mouth before I could stop them, but I didn’t care. I had been watching them for a while and had managed to hold myself back while he hugged her—because of Mako, who had warned me not to do anything foolish, and also because she wasn’t hugging him back. That was good.But now, watching her wipe his tear, even Mako couldn’t hold back his jealousy. He growled in my head.Ryder froze and turned his head slightly to meet my gaze. His eyes were still glassy, filled with emotions he had no fucking business feeling. His arms were still wrapped loosely around my mate.“Mine.”The word echoed in my head, but this time it wasn’t just my thought. It was my wolf’s.For a moment, I almost smirked, thinking he was on my side, but he was quick to remind me how this was my fault—our mate was finding comfort in someone that wasn’t me.My fists tightened, and I was barely holding back. Barely.I took a step forward, and the maid beside Amaya flinched
Amaya’s POV“Oh, you are awake,” she said.Suri immediately bowed her head. “Good morning, Miss Kara.”Kara glanced at her and gave a small nod in acknowledgment before shifting her attention back to me. “How are you feeling, Amaya?”“I didn’t know you knock.” The words came out before I could stop myself, and I noticed her smile falter for just a second before she let out a soft chuckle.“I was just trying to be polite,” she said. “After all, you’ve been through so much. I didn’t want to startle you.”I stared at her, waiting for her composed expression to crack, but she was good. Too good.“Sweet of you,” I muttered and turned my attention to the food tray.I could feel her gaze on me before it narrowed to the barely eaten meal. “You haven’t finished your breakfast?”Why do you care? I wanted to say. Instead, I shrugged. “I’m not hungry.”Kara sighed and shook her head, looking at me like she was disappointed. “Amaya, you need to start taking better care of yourself. You are part of
Amaya pov."Good morning, Luna. I will be your new maid," a female voice said as I sat up in bed.It was early the next morning when I noticed her standing near the window. I hadn't even noticed when she entered. She pulled back the curtains to let in the morning light, and the sudden brightness made me squint. I groaned, burying my face in my pillow."Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," she said, standing near the window with her hands clasped in front of her. "Alpha Dante assigned me to take care of you from now on."I forced myself to sit up. She was young... probably too young. Warm brown eyes, a round face, and dark hair tied into a simple braid. Her uniform looked a little too big for her, like it had been borrowed from someone else.I glanced at the tray of food on the nightstand, then back at her. "You are here to make sure I eat, aren't you?""Yes, Luna..." she said hesitantly.Of course, another pair of eyes to watch me.I sighed and leaned back against the headboard. "You
**Amaya's POV**"How is she?" Dante asked, and I heard his footsteps getting closer."She... seems fine. She's been asleep since I came in," Kara responded."Hmm..." he hummed in response, and my fist clenched even more as it seemed he hadn't noticed what had almost just happened. And that annoyed the hell out of me. The woman he chose over me wasn't the goodie-two-shoes that he thought. That *I* thought. "You can leave. I'll keep an eye on her," he added."Of course," Kara responded, and I heard her footsteps retreating towards the door.She closed the door behind her, and all that was left was silence. Dante was still in the room, but he wasn't saying anything as usual.Although I knew he was standing beside my bed, I could tell by his steady breathing, but nothing else. After a moment, I heard him place something on the table next to me, and then I almost flinched when I felt his cold hands brush a strand of my hair off my face.His touch was unexpectedly soft, making my breath ca
Amaya's POVA soft melody filled my room.I sat on my bed with my legs crossed, braiding my silky hair and humming a tune that my mother used to sing to me whenever I had trouble falling asleep.But tonight, I wasn't singing it because I had trouble falling asleep. I was singing it because I was nervous. Dante and I had just gotten married, and we were meant to consummate our bond tonight.Our relationship had never gone beyond sharing a kiss, and I had never been with any man before him."If you follow the stars, they will guide you home...."I began to sing the words, tracing the pattern of my bedsheet as I did. Then suddenly, the door burst open."Amaya, get up!" My mother said urgently. She rushed inside, walked to my chest, pulled my clothes, and threw them into a bag with her hands trembling.Confused, I sat up. "Mama, what...?""No time," she cut me off. "We have to go. Now.""Go where? What are you talking about? Where is Dad?" I asked.She shook her head, her hands trembling
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 a div...
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