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Elias' POVAnd there was fire all inside of me.I didn’t recognize myself.My vision was black, lungs panting, muscles locked in a feral grimace. I could hear the rumble of my own heartbeat, could feel the crackle of something old awakening inside me. The intensity of it threatened to engulf me.Marcus was before me, his stance alternating between fear and calculation while his gaze peeked over to Amara. I bared my teeth. “If you ever touch her I'll make sure you stop breathing.”I could hardly recognize my own voice. It was deeper and different and when I growled, my body vibrated. Marcus flinched but recovered quickly, his mask of arrogance falling into place again.“You’re being played, Elias,” he said, and raised his hands in surrender. “She’s not who you think she is.”“Really? I have heard that a lot,” I said, breathing harshly as I took a step closer towards him. Marcus exh
Last Updated : 2025-03-29The Accused Mate The Weight of Redemption
Elias' POVI caught Amara's body as another bone snapped, her scream tearing through the night. Her back arched unnaturally, fur rippling across her skin as her first change took hold."Breathe with me," I begged, holding her against my chest. "Look at me, Amara. Focus on my voice."Her eyes flashed between normal and wolf gold, tears running down her face. The moon's power had woken something in her that couldn't be stopped."Make it stop," she gasped, grabbing at me. "Please, Elias."I'd seen many first shifts, but never one so violent. The sound of her bones cracking made me sick. This was my fault. All of it. I should have protected her from the beginning."I've got you," I whispered, wincing as her claws dug into my arms. "Let it happen. Fighting makes it worse."Another spasm rocked through her, and I held her tight, taking her pain into my own body through our bond. It hit me like lightning—memories flashing behind my eyes.Amara, younger, laughing as she ran through a field.M
Last Updated : 2025-04-06The Accused Mate The Witch's Game
Celeste's POV The candles around me burst into blue flames, making me stumble backward. My heart raced as the magic mirror on my wall cracked from edge to edge. "No," I whispered, running to the mirror. "It's happening already." The mirror showed me what I feared most—Amara and Elias, their hands joined in blood, the old runes glowing on her skin. They had found each other again, despite everything I had done to keep them apart. I slammed my fist against the wall. All my careful plans, ruined in a single moment. I should have known Marcus couldn't be trusted. Now the Shadow Council would hunt me down too. My cat, Luna, meowed uncomfortably from the corner of my small hideout. I'd been living in this abandoned house since faking my death three months ago. Not even Marcus knew I was living. I liked it that way. "It's okay, Luna," I said, rubbing her black fur. "We still have one more trick up our sleeve." I pulled a wooden box from beneath my bed. Inside was a tube of blood
Last Updated : 2025-04-06The Accused Mate The Fallen Beta I
Celeste's POV"Not when the alternative is death," I shot back. "The Shadow Council would have killed me if I hadn't helped them." Viktor stepped closer. "And now we'll kill you anyway. After you help us contain this abomination." He pointed at Amara, whose runes were glowing brighter. I felt Lilith's grip loosen slightly. It was my only chance. With a quick movement, I twisted away from her knife and threw a blast of magic that sent her flying backward. The hunters rushed forward, but I raised a wall around myself, Amara, and Elias. "Listen to me," I said quickly. "I did terrible things to you both. But I can help you now." "Why should we trust you?" Amara asked, the runes on her skin pulsing with her anger. "Because I know what the prophecy really means," I said. "And it's not what they told you." Elias's eyes narrowed. "What does it mean then?" I took a deep breath. "It means Amara isn't just powerful—she's the key to destroying the Shadow Council forever. That's why they f
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Last Updated : 2025-04-06The Accused Mate The Rogue's Path
Rowan's POVI ducked behind a tree as the Shadow Council hunter passed by, his black robe barely visible in the darkness. My heart pounded, but I stayed perfectly still. One bad move and I'd be dead—or worse.When the hunter was gone, I let out the breath I'd been keeping. Too close. Way too close.For three days, I'd been tracking Amara and Elias through these woods. The prophecy book hidden in my backpack felt heavy with each passing hour. I needed to reach them before Luther's people did.I pulled out my battered compass—the one my grandma had given me when I was just seven years old. Unlike normal compasses, this one didn't point north. It pointed to power. And right now, it was going crazy, the needle spinning and jerking toward the east."She's getting stronger," I whispered to myself. That was both good and bad news.I started moving again, keeping low and quiet. The moon was almost full, giving me just enough light to see. As I walked, images of my family's burden washed over
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Rowan's POVThe hunters scattered in alarm, all attention turning to this new danger."Not exactly subtle," I grumbled, but it was my chance. I slipped down the hill toward the cabin, staying in the shadows.Amara had gone back inside, startled by the commotion. I crept to the back of the cabin and found a window slightly open. Carefully, I pushed it wider and climbed through.I landed in what looked like a small kitchen. Voices came from the next room—Amara arguing with someone, possibly Elias or Celeste."I'm not hiding anymore!" she was saying. "Luther has to pay for what he did to my father."I stepped into the doorway. "He will. But not tonight."Three pairs of eyes turned to me in shock—Amara, Elias, and Celeste. Elias moved in front of Amara protectively, his eyes glowing Alpha red."Who the hell are you?" he growled."Someone who knows the truth," I said, holding up my hands to show I wasn't a threat. "My name is Rowan Kingsley. And right now, you're all in danger."Celeste's
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POV: Luna Seraphina WintersPain shot through my chest like a lightning bolt. I dropped the bowl I was holding, and it broke on the stone floor of my secret room. I knew instantly what it meant."Charles," I gasped, grabbing at my heart. "No!"Our mate bond, a link that had lasted for over twenty years, snapped like a thread cut by invisible scissors. The void that followed was so painful I couldn't breathe.He was gone. My mate was dead.I had no time to cry. If Charles was dead, it meant he had found Amara. It meant the Mother had returned. And it meant I had to act now.I stumbled to my feet, still fighting through the pain of the broken tie. With shaky hands, I pulled the loose stone from the wall and took out the small wooden box I'd hidden there eighteen years ago.Inside was a bottle of dark liquid – blood mixed with something else, something that shimmered even in the dim light. Beside it sat a black knife with strange symbols cut i
The Accused Mate The Father's Last Stand
POV: Alpha Charles WintersI crashed through the trees, my heart beating in my chest. The smell of blood and magic filled the air. She was close. After eighteen years of keeping her secret, of trying to protect her from this very moment, I was too late."Amara!" I yelled, following the blue glow that lit up the night sky like a beacon.My daughter was floating above Silver Lake, ringed by that strange blue fire. The sight made my throat tighten. She looked so much like her mother—not Seraphina, who raised her, but her real mother. The one who came from this very lake eighteen years ago.A werewolf flew through the air, smashing into a tree beside me. It was Dorian Graves, the Alpha who had been hunting my daughter. He snarled, blood dripping from his mouth, and flung himself back toward the lake.I shifted instantly, bones popping as my wolf form took over. I was older now, gray marking my once-black fur, but I was still an Alpha. Still her father.
The Accused Mate The Witch's Vision
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The Accused Mate The Convergence
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The Accused Mate The Healer's Discovery
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The Accused Mate The Uncle's Return
Viktor Beaumont's POV The guard's neck snapped under my hands. I dropped his body quietly to the ground, wiping blood from my mouth. Five years in exile had made me fiercer, not weaker. I moved through the shadows of the Artemis Pack area. Once, I had ruled here. Now I was sneaking back like a thief. My nephew Elias had no idea I was coming. No idea that everything—Kamla's death, Amara's abuse, the attack on the cabin—was part of a bigger plan. A plan I had tried to stop years ago. "You shouldn't be here," a voice hissed from behind me. I spun around, claws extending. Marcus Hale, my nephew's Beta, stood with his hands raised. "Going to sound the alarm, Marcus?" I asked, ready to quiet him if needed. "If I wanted to, I would have already." His eyes darted around nervously. "You need to leave. Ingrid has tripled security since Elias left to find Amara." I smiled coldly. "Ingrid is exactly who I came to see." Marcus grabbed m
The Accused Mate The Mate Bond
Amara Kings' POVI woke up gasping for air, my body burning from the inside out. The mate bond flared like flames in my chest, pulling me toward Elias even as he slept across the room."Easy," my mother whispered, pressing a cool cloth to my face. "The bond is strengthening. Fight through it."We'd taken shelter in an old cabin after fleeing from Luther. My father was still weak from his wounds. Elias had fallen into exhausted sleep. And I was burning alive with need for my mate."It hurts," I whispered, rolling into a ball. "Why now?""The Blood Moon approaches," Mom explained. "It amplifies everything—especially mate bonds."I forced myself to sit up, sweat dripping down my face. Across the room, Elias stirred in his sleep, reacting to my discomfort."I feel him," I said, putting a hand to my chest. "Not just emotions anymore. His thoughts. His dreams."Mom nodded. "That's rare, even for true mates. Your healing abilities are affectin
