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The doors at the far end of a long hall opened out onto a great balcony above the training grounds.Soldiers training below, blades clashing.Vladimir's arm on her waist. "All this… is ours."She gazed down at the soldiers, then at his hand on her waist.Something in her heart twisted up tight."I don't… think that this is mine," she whispered.He leaned his head against her ear. "It will be. You'll see. You just wait and see."That night, Emereah did not sleep.She could not.There was something in her head. A voice. A whispered voice.Run.She sat up, all hard angles, with the pounding in her breast."Take me. Who is there?" she gasped into emptiness.The bracelets on the bed glowed. The wrist chain felt a thousand pounds heavier than it had until this moment.She tugged on them. but they did not budge.The door creaked open.Alexandria stood there, face cold and sneering."You can feel it, can't you Emereah?" Alexandria spat.Emereah blinked in puzzlement. "Feel what?""Your wolf,"
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In the meantime, Alexandria appeared and was intent on learning the truth from Emereah.Alexandria stood, face smug and cold."You can sense it, can't you Emereah?" Alexandria sneered.Emereah blinked in confusion. "Feel what?""Your wolf," Alexandria snarled. "Howling for you. Tearing to get out."Emereah shook her head. "I… I don't know Alexandria.""You will," Alexandria snarled. "And when you do, it'll be too late.""By tomorrow evening, won't go home," Starkey whistled, goading."You will," Alexandria growled. "And when you do, it'll be too late."She closed the door, its residual echo staying in Emereah's mind long after Alexandria had disappeared.Emereah's breath was stuck in her chest. Her fingers shook against the cold of the bracelets around her wrists. Something within her throbbed — bitter and caged, as if an animal was clawing at walls.Emereah covered her face with her hands. "What is wrong with me?"The door creaked open once more, quietly this time. Vladimir stepped i
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The night was still, but Emereah's heart was tumultuous.The moonlight silvered the room and the shadows danced across the walls. She lay sleeping in Vladimir's bed, surrounded in warmth by his embrace."Sleep, little wolf," Vladimir whispered, brushing his lips down her forehead.She sighed, relaxing into him."Why do I feel. like I am supposed to be someone else?" she breathed.Vladimir's arms enveloped her.You are mine Emereah," he told her, his tone low and demanding. "There is nothing more you need to know. Nothing more that you care about.""But Vera. That girl. she told me I was—""Recall her." His tone was stronger now, his fingers against her chin so that she stared up at him. His intense eyes held hers, unyielding."She was poisoning your mind," he told her. "They all are. They're attempting to push you away from me, to destroy what we share."A sear in her chest stunned Emereah. "But why would they—""Because they're envious of what we share," Vladimir interrupted, painting
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Vladimir lay with his back on the edge of his bed, absently rubbing Emereah's hair as she hugged the side of his body.She was his.His mate.She'd given up trying to question him, to struggle. The deceit had taken hold, shaping her into exactly what he desired she'd become."Are you sleepy, little wolf?" he spoke softly.Emereah whistled soundlessly, wrapping her fingers over the hand resting on her wrist—the very symbol that maintained power contained."Why am I wearing these?" she panted.Vladimir tightened. "To protect you."She raised an eyebrow to meet his. "From whom?"He moved in, velvet words, soft touch. "From you."A ghost of doubt passed through her eyes. "But. I don't feel threatening."Vladimir leaned in, his lips grazing hers. "Because I protect you," he panted across her lips.Emereah gasped on the kiss, releasing into him.This was all she had left.This was the only thing she knew.A knock broke the moment.Vladimir's jaw clapped shut."What?" he snarled.The door cre
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Alexandria's hurts pounded, but she would not stop until she was standing in front of the council chambers. The grand hall was dimly lit, but the elders' suffocating presence.Far down the hall at the other end was her father—Elder Magnus. A man of vitality, of bloodline.He glared at her bruised face in cold contempt. "Alexandria. What stupidity have you brought before us?"She swallowed hard, fists clenched. "Vladimir has gone too far, Father. He has taken Emereah for his mate."A murmur of shock ran through the room.Elder Magnus's face grew black as thunder. "Impossible.""I have seen it myself," Alexandria spat. "He has marked her with his mark. He has spellbound her with magical restraints, suppressing her ability. He is murdering her!"Silence.Then—Elder Magnus let out a slow breath, fingers steepled together."This. is cause for concern."Alexandria's heart pounding. "You must stop him, Father. Before he ruins everything."Elder Magnus's expression unreadable. "And why would I
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Alexandria stood in front of her bedroom mirror, wiping a cloth with her split lip. Blood was in her mouth, the metallic taste of her battle with Vladimir. Her ribs ached where he had punched her, but ached the most was her pride.Vladimir thought he had won.But he had just made a fatal mistake.And she would make him pay.She spun when the door creaked open. One of her father's guards entered, dipping his head."The Elder summons you," he said.Alexandria breathed, dipping her head. "It's time."She threw a black cloak over her shoulders, covering bruises on her arms, and followed the guard through the darkness of the Elder's keep.Tonight, it would occur. The council chamber was cold and quiet. Dozens of elder wolves formed a half-circle, their faces thrown into shadow by flickering torchlight. At the center, her father—the Elder—sat unmoving, his face impassive as he regarded her coming."Alexandria," he said, voice heavy with the gravity of authority. "You called this conclave. S
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One of the council members, a hard-bitten soldier with battle-scars on his face, leaned forward. "And what are you having us do, Alexandria? Deny an Alpha based on no facts but your wounded pride?"She bashed her hand down on the table. "My pride?" She talked with the icy edge of a knife amidst the din. "This is not about me! This is the future of our pack that is being put on the line! If Vladimir can break a blood bond without consequences, what will he destroy next? If he can trade away a Luna for a slave, how does that reflect on our traditions? Our strength?"The Elder's fingers pounded on the tabletop. "You want war."She glared back at him without blinking. "I want justice."There was a pause of a heartbeat. Then the Elder stepped away from the chair, releasing a deep sigh. "Vladimir has been a good leader. His leadership has not been without its successes."Alexandria's fingers curled into fists. "His leadership has also been founded upon lies."One of the combatants smiled. "Y
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Alexandria was the first to sense the shift. The air was filled with tension that had not yet been released, the way the air is just before a storm. She saw Vladimir's body language shift slightly. His previously impenetrable confidence—his control—seemed to crack. He was losing his hold. And she was only just starting to see the cracks in his armor.Her lips curled up into a small, smug smile as she crept closer. She moved deliberately, every step calculated to push him back into the corner, a corner in which his arrogance and pride would cease to be defenses.Vladimir's golden eyes—eyes which had once held the entire pack in their pocket—glowed with uncertainty as he looked at Emereah, who stood frozen in the center of the room, trembling hands. She had just released her power—power that had been building up inside of her for so many years. It was raw and untrained. And the power that had been locked up was now loose.Reality hit him hard. Vladimir's grip on Emereah was weakening, un
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The fire now had a name.Emereah.It was not only in her eyes, or in the touch of her hands, or in the whisper of Vladimir's name like a prayer gone sour—it was present in the very air she surrounded herself with. A slow-consuming, unstoppable blaze that consumed everyone too close to her into dust.And Vladimir?He was already ablaze.He sat in the window of the eastern wing at dawn, the sky still bruised from night, gazing over her sleeping form on the divan. She had insisted on remaining near him, refused to let him sleep in his own rooms, had cried when he'd even spoken of it.And there she was now.Serene. Beautiful. Deadly.Her lips curled once in sleep, and she murmured something—his name, maybe. Or a threat. With her nowadays, there was no difference.Helena slipped in behind him, holding a creased report."She broke Mireille's arm," she breathed."I know.""She threatened another noble's mate in the corridor. We had to postpone the afternoon audience.""I know."Helena stood
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The great hall of the Red Crescent Moon Pack hummed with tension. Guards stood against the stone walls, nobles spoke in hushed tones behind velvet sleeves, and advisors kept looking toward the high throne where Vladimir sat by himself.By himself, for Emereah was late again."She's developing unpredictability," one of the elders whispered."She's developing danger," another growled.The doors groaned open before anyone could comment.Emereah strode in, barefoot, her long dark red robe flowing behind her like spilled blood. Her eyes raked the room—not with innocence or poise, but with the ravenous, unbalanced desire of a wolf unfed for days.She spied Vladimir.And smiled. "There you are," she chimed in saccharine sweetness, as if she hadn't just left an hour before. "Missed you?"Vladimir rose to his feet. "Emereah, this is a council session—""Council?" she repeated. Her eyes drifted to the nobles in the ring below. "They are still trying to keep you apart from me, are not they?""Em
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"Touch what is mine, not." Emereah's voice was cracked like lightning. Bare slaps resounded as she barefooted it across the marble, but she appeared to be volcanic, she was so immovable. "You do not lay hands on what is mine."Gossips spread like fire consuming dry ground."Your Lady Emereah—" the Beta began."I am Luna," she mocked him, her eyes iced with fire-like frost. "Say my title correctly, or farewell to tongue."The Beta bowed forthwith, droplets of perspiration at temples. "Yes, Luna."Vladimir had had his fill at last.He stood, deep, commanding voice. "Emereah. With me. At once."Her eyes stabbed him. The fire faded—but lingered. "Why? To protect her?""Now."Her jaw was clenched. And then, like a sulky mollified child who scorned anything but a precious toy, she walked to his side and curled her fingers around his. She clung like ivy—slow, elegant, stifling.They moved silently through the castle corridors until the doors to their own room softly creaked shut behind them.
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"Did she attempt to persuade you to leave?""Yes."She spun around."And what did you reply?""I said I won't.""Did you enjoy your little conversation?" she asked gently."Emereah—"She spun about, anger dancing in her eyes. "Don't say my name like that. Like a child having a tantrum. Like I had no idea what was happening."He hesitated. "Nothing is happening."She laughed with acid venom. "Liar.""Emereah—""Liar!" she yelled, and the mirror she stood before vibrated, the glass groaning across its image like a wound.Vladimir's wolf stiffened.Her magic had never been so strong before. Not even in combat.She moved towards him warily, shaking with rage. "And what is Helena to you, Vladimir?" Her voice was husky, deadly. "Once, you had Alexandria. Your beautiful Alexandria. The one you locked up in your dungeon but cherished in your heart.""That's not true—""And now it's Helena. Helena with her whispers. Her history. Her devotion. You let her speak to you as if I didn't exist!""He
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The air was heavy with heat and quiet peril, encased in gold firelight and silk blankets that curled around them like snakes. Emereah slept peacefully, a gentle breathing on Vladimir's skin, her arm taken possessively thrown over his chest.He hadn't stirred. Not for hours.His hand stayed lightly on her spine, but his mind seethed like a storm beneath the surface.Each breath she took pressed her bare skin against his ribs, and each second felt heavier than the last. His wolf—so often wild and sure—paced inside him now, anxious. Conflicted.Because he hadn’t imagined it.She’d meant every word.“I’ll kill them all…”And not with the detachment of a queen defending her claim—but with a child’s desperate fury. Like someone who'd lost too many things, too many people, and finally snapped.He breathed slowly and moved his eyes to the window.There, beyond the ice-encrusted glass, the moon hung low. Pale. Watching.A sharp knock shattered the quiet.Then another. Louder."Your Majesty!" G
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The sunlight of morning filtered through the heavy velvet curtains like a warning and not a blessing.Vladimir woke to a stirring, the warm heat of Emereah too much, too much, enveloping him. She was around him like ivy on stone, her nails grasping barely on his chest. Her red hair was around his neck, her hot, harsh breath on his skin.She hadn't slept. Not really.His eyes gradually opened. She was looking at him."Emereah," he croaked."You disappeared in my dream," she breathed, eyes growing wide and feral. "I was crying for you, but you didn't respond."Vladimir eased himself up, unentwining her arms from around his arms. "It was only a dream."Her face contorted. "But it occurred. It felt like they were taking you away from me. I woke up and thought—maybe you'd left.""I didn't," he growled."I'm here.""But for how long?" she ordered, near accusatorily. Her hand tightened around his arm. "You'll leave. Everyone leaves. Except that you shouldn't."He gritted his teeth. "You're t
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The sunbeam stroked the velvet drapes with a gentle touch, and gold stripes fell away on the bed where Vladimir lay. The morning calm was sacred—but Emereah had already awakened, much sooner than the sun would cross the hills.She was regarding him.Nestled next to him in slumber, her palm lay upon his bare chest, fingers tracing patterns in the air above the runes inked over his skin. Her eyes did not blink. They burned with feverish intensity, a passion bordering on madness. "Mine." The words were a breathless whisper of awe. "You're mine."Vladimir stirred. His brows furrowed as her voice pulled him from sleep.What time is it?" he whispered drowsily.Emereah's lips grazed his shoulder. "It doesn't matter. I won't waste a single second without you."He shifted to the side, keeping her gaze. Something was amiss—something too raw, too frantic. It annoyed him for a moment. But then she kissed him, and the uncertainty disolved into nothing."Last night," she breathed. "You gave me lif
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He buried his face in her pussy and fully dedicated himself to taking her to orgasm. The Alpha licked the blade of his tongue up and down her vulva slowly. He left a string of whispy kisses on her clit, then rimmed it with his tongue. Emereah threw her head back and groaned. With his lips still on her, He inserted a finger into her cunt. She was tight and wet. Vladimir's dick pounded to slam her against the desk, but he was determined to get Emereah off first. He inched one finger in and out slowly, and then added another. When he hit the rough sweet spot, he curled his fingers, tickled it with his fingertips, and in the process, licked her clit. Emereah gasped and the whole of her body hardened it was the first time she experienced such. She looked at the smile of Vladimir."Do not play games with me and be gentle my Alpha," she admonished."My love, I dare not and I will be soft my luna."Emereah slapped Vladimir's face back down once more, and he was more than willing to comply. He
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The moon rode high—silver and watchful—casting a chill gleam upon Vladimir's private quarters' obsidian walls. There was a fire in the hearth, sputtering like muffled mirth. Silk drapes rippled on the unseen wind. And at the center of the great bed, draped in sheets of blood-red velvet, sat Emereah—still, waiting.She was clothed in nothing but a gossamer mantle of gold, the leftovers of ritualistic robes cast off by invisible slaves at the bidding of the sorcerer. Her hair cascaded in waves of red down her spine, her skin glowing faintly with the remains of the spell. Her eyes—blue pale ones—were the oddest of all, however. Still. But unempty.Vladimir entered, his robe half-open, his gaze locked on her as if she were the world and all its stars. He stopped a few paces away from the bed and looked at her."Do you know what tonight is, my Luna?" he whispered.Emereah nodded once. "Our bond night."His lips curled. "Yes. Our final seal. After this… no magic can undo what we become.".
