Lily, an orphan girl in a small pack, treated as the pack servant dreaming of her one true mate, gets her dreams shattered when her mate rejects her, only to get abducted by the famous Cold-hearted Alpha King Alex. Things take a turn when the sins of their parents begin to resurface in their lives pulling them into a series of chaotic events as they uncover buried secrets Will Lily ever get the love she longed for or will she die alone? Will Alex ever get to trust anyone again or will he continue to push people away? What secret does Lily discover that could ruin everything she has ever known? Read to find out.
View MoreVivian, however, didn’t release Lily. Stella’s gaze locked onto me. "Surrender, Alex." I bared my teeth. "Never." Her lips curled into a smirk. "Pity." She flicked her wrist. Vivian raised her dagger, pressing the cold steel against Lily’s throat. I felt my world tilt. "Wait," I snarled. Vivian grinned. "Say the words, Alpha. Surrender, and maybe I’ll let her live." I clenched my fists. I couldn’t let them take her. I wouldn’t. But before I could decide, something changed. The air shifted. A gust of wind swirled around Lily, rustling her hair. The faint glow in her eyes reignited, stronger this time. The magic that had been flickering and weak moments ago suddenly surged. Vivian frowned. "What the…" A shockwave exploded from Lily’s body, sending Vivian flying backward. She landed hard, gasping as she struggled to get up. Lily slowly rose to her feet, her body trembling, but her eyes blazing with raw power. Her voice echoed unnaturally as she spoke. "Y
The battlefield was eerily silent, save for the whistle of the wind carrying the scent of blood. Every warrior, both from my pack and Stella’s army, had their eyes locked on the fallen soldier, his body still twitching where the arrow had struck. Then, a sharp intake of breath. A snarl. Stella’s cold blue eyes flickered with unbridled fury as she turned toward me, her lips pulling back in a feral snarl. "You dare," she whispered, her voice filled with venom. "You dare break the line before the battle even begins?" I gritted my teeth. "That was not my order. But it seems fate has chosen for us." She let out a bitter laugh. "Then so be it. Kill them all!" At her command, the earth trembled beneath hundreds of pounding feet. Stella’s warriors surged forward like a tidal wave, their growls filling the air. The gates shuddered under the force of their charge. But they had no idea what awaited them. The first wave of soldiers reached the entrance, weapons raised only for the
Alex’s POV I stood at the highest point of the fortress wall, my sharp werewolf eyes scanning the endless sea of enemies before me. Stella had summoned an army, unlike anything I had ever seen. Hundreds of soldiers stood at attention, a blend of rogue werewolves and trained human warriors, each armed and ready. And there, at the forefront, was Stella herself. She rode a black stallion, her silver-blond hair flowing in the wind like a queen ready to claim her throne. But she wasn’t alone. At her right stood Vivian, her red eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and bloodlust. My stomach twisted at the sight of her. Vivian was never just a rogue she was a strategist, a manipulator. If she was standing beside Stella, it meant this wasn’t just brute force; they had a plan. The weight of responsibility pressed down on my shoulders, but I could not falter. My men needed strength. My pack needed a leader. I turned to them, my voice steady. "Today, we stand against those who see
The weight of war pressed upon our pack like an unrelenting storm. As Alex and I returned to our territory, the urgency of the situation became painfully clear. Stella’s forces weren’t just rogues she had trained warriors, humans, and supernatural allies ready to strike us down. We were dangerously outnumbered, and if we didn’t act fast, we’d be slaughtered. The moment Alex stepped onto the training grounds, his voice boomed across the field. "Everyone, gather at the central hall! Now!" The urgency in his voice sent shivers down my spine. The pack warriors, elders, and remaining men rushed to obey, their eyes filled with worry and determination. Inside the hall, the tension was suffocating. Alex stood at the head of the large wooden table, his face set in a grim expression. The elders sat around him, their wrinkled faces shadowed by the flickering torches. "We don’t have enough soldiers," Alex stated, his voice low but firm. "Stella’s forces outnumber us at least three to on
The deep silence of the woods enveloped us as Alex and I walked, the only sounds being the crunch of leaves beneath our feet and the occasional rustle of the trees. But something was wrong everything felt too still. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with the anticipation of something far worse than we’d ever imagined.I could feel the pressure building in my chest, my magic thrumming in response to the unease that gripped me. Alex’s hand tightened around mine as if sensing the same thing. We both knew something was waiting for us just beyond the trees, something that could very well decide the fate of our pack.As we stepped through the final line of trees, I saw them.Stella’s army stretched before us like a dark tide, a force of chaos and destruction. There were easily hundreds of them rogue werewolves, humans, and some I didn’t even recognize. Stella had rallied an army of both supernatural and human soldiers, and the sight of them made my blood run cold. It wasn’t just an
The air grew thick with tension as Vivian’s dark magic swirled around us like a living entity, and the rogue wolves circled us like predators scenting their prey. I felt the energy shift, something ominous and heavy hanging in the air. My hands trembled as I gripped the magic within me, trying to focus, to keep the storm of power under control.But then, something unexpected happened something that made my blood run cold.From the shadows beyond the rogue wolves, a new figure emerged, and I could feel my heart drop into my stomach. She stood tall, her posture regal, her eyes cold and calculating. Her long, dark hair flowed like a dark curtain behind her, and her presence radiated with an unnerving sense of power.I didn’t need to see her face to know who it was.Stella.Alex’s rejected mate. The one he had cast aside for me. And now she was standing before us, her gaze fixed firmly on him. Her lips curled into a smile, one that was laced with spite and resentment.“Well, well,” Stella
The air was thick with tension as I stood there, staring down at Morgana’s lifeless body. The wind had died down, and the storm I had conjured was finally beginning to fade. It was over, I thought. Morgana was dead, her dark magic vanquished. The world should have felt lighter, but something gnawed at me, a dark foreboding that refused to leave.Alex stepped closer, his eyes scanning the clearing, his fists clenched at his sides. His sharp gaze shifted from me to the fallen witch’s body and back again. His jaw was tense, his every muscle coiled with the need for action.“Lily,” he said, his voice strained. “There’s something we’re missing.”I turned to him, feeling the weight of his words before he even finished speaking. My chest tightened, and I felt the ominous tug in my gut. The feeling I had been ignoring since the battle began was finally rising to the surface.“What do you mean?” I asked, but even as the words left my mouth, I already knew what he was about to say.“Vivian,” Al
But it was happening. The magic, the raw force of it, was mine to command now. I was no longer just a vessel for the power; I was its master."You’re not the only one with magic, Morgana," I said, my voice low and steady, the power in me making every word seem like it carried the weight of the world.The ground shook beneath me as I unleashed my magic toward energy crackled between us, a storm of power that sent lightning arcing across the sky. The air itself seemed to bend and warp as our magic clashed, filling the clearing with the raw intensity of our battle.Morgana retaliated with a blast of dark energy that hit me square in the chest. The impact sent me flying backward, but I quickly righted myself, refusing to back down. The child inside me was stirring, urging me to fight, to unleash the storm that had been building within me for so long.I could feel the earth tremble beneath me as I gathered all my energy into a single, concentrated blast. The winds picked up, swirling viole
The ground shook beneath our feet as a distant howl pierced the air. The pack’s collective breath caught in unison, the fear and adrenaline mixing in the air like a deadly cocktail. I knew it was coming. Morgana’s forces were closing in.“Get ready!” Alex’s voice rang out, harsh and commanding, cutting through the tension. “Hold your ground! Don’t let her get past us!”I felt a surge of adrenaline. There was no more time for hesitation, no more time for second-guessing. Morgana was coming. We had to be ready.The first wave of rogues arrived like a flood. They charged with inhuman speed, snarling and snapping, their eyes wild with bloodlust. I could feel the shift in the air as the battle began. Wolves and rogues collided, a cacophony of growls, snarls, and clashing claws.I stepped forward, my hands trembling at my sides. Alex’s words echoed in my mind: *Don’t let her get to you.* But I didn’t know if I was strong enough to resist what Morgana had planned.Then, I saw her.Morgana st
Lily POV As I ran through the thick forest, the icy wind stung my face, but I forced myself to keep moving. The bundle of firewood in my arms felt heavier with each step, the cold creeping through my fingers. I shouldn’t have been out this late, I knew that. Uncle had told me a thousand times not to wander off, especially not in the dark. But the fire had been dying, and the thought of another freezing night was unbearable.When the cabin came into view, my stomach twisted. The old wooden structure, leaning slightly to one side, was barely more than a shack. It had been my home for as long as I could remember, ever since my parents were killed. And inside waited Uncle, the man who had taken me in, though he never let me forget that he wished he hadn’t.I hesitated at the door, my hand trembling on the worn handle. The creak of the hinges sent a shiver down my spine as I stepped inside. The smell of stale alcohol hit me immediately, thick and suffocating."You think you can just come ...
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