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Rescuing my Human Lover: She is a Fighter
Last Updated : 2025-02-19
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"What is a human like you doing in a werewolf tribe?" he asks, his piercing gaze fixed on me. I almost scoff but think better of it. His kind is ruthless, and the last thing I want is to land on the bad side of my new master. "If only your kind weren’t tearing mine away from our families and torture us for fun," I reply, my biting sarcasm still slipping through despite my best efforts to keep my anger at bay. He doesn’t flinch, nor does he lash out, which surprises me. Still, I don’t dare meet his eyes. "Would you like to go with me?" he asks after a long silence. That’s when I finally look up. "Goods like me don’t get choices, Alpha. We obey." ***** For twelve years, I’ve done everything to keep my head down and stay out of the way of my masters. I count the days until I can escape and have my freedom. It’s so close I can almost taste it, until that one night when I make a silly mistake. I spill a drink on an Alpha. "Alpha Kael, let me make amends for this terrible mistake the human made," Alpha Lucian declares. "I offer her to you as a gift from my heart!" Just like that, I find myself tossed from one ruthless Alpha into the hands of another.
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Rescuing my Human Lover: She is a Fighter EIGHT
NOTE: Alpha Kael's POV and every other person would be narrated with the third person POV KAEL "A human lass?" Aiden muses as he strides beside Kael down the dimly lit hallway leading to his study. His tone holds no anger or judgment, just curiosity. Kael doesn’t break his stride; his expression remains unreadable. "Yes, a human lass. Do we have a problem, Aiden?" he asks coolly, gripping the doorknob and pushing the heavy door open. Aiden follows him inside, shutting the door behind them. "That’s not what I mean, Kael, and you know it," he says, stepping closer. "I’m just curious. Why did you accept such a gift from Alpha Lucian? We haven’t had a human living among us in years." Kael exhales, rubbing his temple as he settles into the leather chair behind his desk. Aiden has always been the only person he could talk to without the need for formality. Though Aiden uses honorifics when others are around, when they’re alone, they revert to the way they’ve always been—brothers more t
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LYRA A heavy silence settles over the courtyard, but I can see the agreement in the eyes of the other elders. They don’t want me here. I don’t know what happened in their past, but I know I am not welcome here. And judging by the storm brewing behind Alpha Kael’s eyes, he is not taking their words lightly. “She is my guest and my responsibility,” Alpha Kael grits out. “And you will accept that.” Then, another elder, a grizzled werewolf with silver streaks in his beard, steps forward. His gaze sweeps over me before he speaks. “You’re asking us to accept a human into our ranks,” he says in a measured tone filled with warning. “Into our home, where she has no place. You know what that means, Alpha.” Alpha Kael doesn’t flinch. “I know exactly what it means.” Another elder scoffs, shaking his head. “Then you must also know how foolish this is. Bringing her here goes against everything we stand for. Humans are weak and fragile, and they don’t belong in our world.” They speak of me a
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LYRA I keep stealing glances at the formidable Alpha sitting beside me as the carriage moves steadily along the dirt road. He’s seated a few feet away, but it feels like he dominates the entire space. His presence is imposing and unreadable. Even in silence, he radiates an aura so commanding that it makes my skin prickle. His profile is just as intimidating as when he faces forward. He is not a man who smiles. He rarely speaks, but that does not make him look any less deadly. If anything, the silence makes him more terrifying. I shiver inwardly at the thought. I take a deep breath, willing my nerves to settle before I finally find the courage to speak. “Thank you… for protecting me back there,” I murmur, my fingers twisting into the fabric of my dress. The only response I get is a slight tilt of his head in my direction, accompanied by a low hum that rumbles deep in his chest. I lower my gaze, pressing my lips together. I still don’t trust werewolves, not even this one. Despite h
Last Updated : 2025-02-17Rescuing my Human Lover: She is a Fighter FIVE
LYRA I wake at the first crow of the rooster, as I always do. But today, it feels like it crowed too late. Maybe because I barely slept after leaving my new Alpha’s chambers. My mind is too tangled in thoughts to rest. I don’t know what to feel. I just turned eighteen. I’m officially an adult now. In the werewolf world, eighteen is when they find their mates and begin to rut. The only reason Alpha Lucian hadn’t dragged me to court to entertain his high-ranking wolves before was because I was still considered a child. But what happens now? Now that I’m of age, now that my body can make good money for my master? The thought alone makes my stomach churn. I shove it away as I climb out of my ratty mattress, shaking off the cold dread. Routine takes over. I move to the bathroom, brush my teeth, and wash up. The water is freezing, but it jolts me awake. I throw on a shapeless dress. An ugly, patched-up mess of stitches draping loosely over my frame. Tying my hair up as usual, I push past
Last Updated : 2025-02-13Rescuing my Human Lover: She is a Fighter FOUR
LYRA I blink as my new Alpha moves across the room with a calmness that feels out of place in this situation. He peels off the jacket I soaked with drinks earlier. Then he sits on the couch, crossing his long legs with the kind of casualness that makes me feel like I’m in a room with a predator who is not in a hurry to pounce. Realizing I’m still sprawled on his ridiculously soft bed, I scramble down, my feet barely steady on the plush carpet. Sure, the bed feels like a slice of heaven, but I know better than to overstay my welcome on something that doesn’t belong to me. I make the mistake of glancing up, and there it is again; his eyes. Those piercing blue eyes are locked onto me, unblinking and unreadable. My stomach twists in ways I’ve never felt before, not even during my most humiliating bouts of diarrhea. Quickly, I drop my gaze to the floor. Safer there. But even as I stare at my toes, I can’t ignore the oddity of his gaze. It’s not filled with the raw, unfiltered lust
Last Updated : 2025-01-18Rescuing my Human Lover: She is a Fighter THREE
LYRA Alpha? I should have known. A man with an aura this strong could only be an Alpha. It explains everything: the way his presence fills the room, those cold, unkind blue eyes, and the perpetual frown etched on his face like he is allergic to smiling. Cruel werewolves. How can Alpha Lucian just offer me to another like I’m some trinket to be passed around? All because of one small mistake? I know I’m doomed. Even if this new Alpha helped me earlier, he is still one of them, a wolf through and through. Looking at him, he seems to be around the same age as Nathan or slightly older. Men within their age and rank are all douchebags. “I accept your offer,” the man says. His deep voice is calm but decisive. Cheers erupt in the banquet hall like he just declared world peace. Meanwhile, I’m frozen on the floor, trembling like a leaf in the wind. “That settles it!” Alpha Lucian booms, raising his glass in a grand toast. The crowd follows suit, lifting their glasses high, their voices
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Rescuing my Human Lover: She is a Fighter TWO
LYRA My breath catches in my throat when I’m met with a pair of cold, dead-blue eyes. They’re piercing and like shards of ice boring into my soul. Standing at the entrance is a man I’ve never seen before. His imposing frame blocks the doorway. There is a deep frown etched between his brows, the kind that could silence a room without a single word. “Goddess!” Mrs. Carol screeches from beside him.“Don’t tell me you haven’t cleaned this room yet, Lyra?” Mrs. Carol is fuming at me. But before she can go any further, the man intervenes. “I’ll handle it from here,” he tells Carol. “You can leave.” His voice feels like a dozen echoes bouncing in my chest.Mrs. Carol’s mouth opens as if she wants to argue, but one look at him, and she shuts it again. With a final glare in my direction, she scurries away, leaving me alone with the intimidating stranger.I quickly lower my eyes to the floor out of fear. I am too tense to think straight. I have not seen this man in Shadowmoon bef
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Rescuing my Human Lover: She is a Fighter ONE
LYRA It’s my eighteenth birthday today, and I can hear the merriment from the banquet hall. Werewolves are laughing, chatting, and probably shoving their faces full of food. It’s a festive night for them, and everyone seems to be in high spirits, everyone except for me. And their celebration has nothing to do with my birthday. No one cares about my birthday. I only keep track of the years because I like to know how long I’ve been stuck in this miserable cycle. A weak human slave like me isn’t allowed to be merry or join in any festivities. I only have one job: work, work, and then work some more. That is the only thing I’m good for in this werewolf territory. I wipe the plates clean and stack them on the rack to be taken to the banquet hall. Tonight, Alpha Lucian is hosting a party for one of the neighboring alphas visiting Shadowmoon Pack. Thinking about it almost makes me scoff. Werewolves love parties so much. But I can’t even blame them. They are always at war, so I guess th
Last Updated : 2025-01-17
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LYRA It’s my eighteenth birthday today, and I can hear the merriment from the banquet hall. Werewolves are laughing, chatting, and probably shoving their faces full of food. It’s a festive night for them, and everyone seems to be in high spirits, everyone except for me. And their celebration has nothing to do with my birthday. No one cares about my birthday. I only keep track of the years because I like to know how long I’ve been stuck in this miserable cycle. A weak human slave like me isn’t allowed to be merry or join in any festivities. I only have one job: work, work, and then work some more. That is the only thing I’m good for in this werewolf territory. I wipe the plates clean and stack them on the rack to be taken to the banquet hall. Tonight, Alpha Lucian is hosting a party for one of the neighboring alphas visiting Shadowmoon Pack. Thinking about it almost makes me scoff. Werewolves love parties so much. But I can’t even blame them. They are always at war, so I guess th...
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