Freya wants nothing more than a fresh start at Blackwood University, far from the past she longs to forget. But from the moment she arrives, fate has other plans. She crosses paths with Dominic Blackwood—a powerful, brooding alpha whose gaze is as dangerous as it is irresistible. An unexplainable bond pulls them together, but with it comes whispers of a dark prophecy—a curse that binds their fates and threatens to destroy them both. As a rival pack closes in and the line between myth and reality blurs, Freya begins to uncover secrets about herself—truths she was never meant to know. With danger at every turn and love on the line, she must choose: fight for the bond that calls to her or run before it’s too late. Loyalty will be tested. Love will be challenged. And the past will change everything. Can Freya and Dominic break the curse, or will the shadows claim them forever?
ดูเพิ่มเติมJasmine and Margaret were nestled under the soft blankets of the guest room bed, wearing the cozy cotton pajamas Elena had lent them—matching, oversized, and undeniably comfortable.“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this,” Margaret said with a small laugh, staring up at the ceiling.“I know, right?” Jasmine laughed, fluffing a pillow behind her head. “But seriously, have you ever wondered why Elena and Dominic live in this modest apartment when they grew up in literal mansions? I mean, Elena has Athena’s legacy, and Dominic basically inherited generations of wealth from his ancestors."Margaret chuckled softly. “I think that’s the point—Dominic’s always been about the simple life. That’s why, after Cedrick died, he left the castle behind like it meant nothing and came here. Honestly, I think it’s kind of admirable.”The bedroom door eased open, and Elena slipped inside, her bunny pajamas swaying as she climbed onto the bed with a wide grin. “So… what exactly are we doing tonight?”
They sat scattered around the living room, soft music playing in the background and the warm glow of lamps casting gentle light over the space. A bottle of rosé sat open on the coffee table, half-empty, while glasses glinted in their hands—half-sipped.Margaret, curled up beside Jasmine on the couch, looked over at Dominic. “Thank you… really. For everything.”Dominic lifted his glass slightly in acknowledgement. “You’re welcome. But now, whatever the council decides about Jake… we’ll have to accept it.”Margaret’s expression faltered, a flicker of sadness crossing her face as the weight of those words settled over her. She nodded slowly.“Everything’s going to be alright, Meg,” Cameron said, trying to sound hopeful.Jasmine gave him a look. “And what do you know?”Cameron smirked. “What I do know is—Meg, if you need a place to crash tonight, my place is always open.”Margaret gave him a small, grateful smile and shook her head, turning to Jasmine. “Thanks, Cam, but I’ll stay with Jas
Jasmine, the healer, and Margaret descended the stairs—Margaret's once-wounded body now smooth and unscarred. Not a single mark remained; the only trace of her injuries lingered in the exhaustion in her eyes.Dominic stood as they entered the living room. "Thank you," he said, nodding toward the healer. She offered a small smile and a respectful bow before quietly exiting the house.Elena emerged from the kitchen and immediately reached for Margaret, inspecting her with gentle concern. She took her hands in hers. "How are you feeling?"Margaret's lips curved into a soft smile. "Good as new."Jasmine let out a chuckle. "Though… the sheets and mattress? Completely shredded. She had to bite down on something to keep from screaming."Elena waved a hand dismissively. "Don’t worry, those can be replaced. What matters is that you’re okay." She glanced between them. "Now, stay and have dinner with us."Jasmine grinned. "Wouldn’t say no to that.""Great! Come help me in the kitchen," Elena sai
Dominic stepped aside as Jasmine and Margaret entered. Margaret's hands were slick with blood, her claws out, deep gashes running along her arms. Jasmine wrapped her in an oversized cloak, holding her steady, her face a mix of exhaustion and quiet fury.Dominic's gaze darkened. "What happened?"Elena's breath caught as she rushed forward, eyes wide with shock. "Maggie! What happened?" Her voice trembled as she grabbed her bag from the sofa. "I'll call the healer." She reached for her phone inside the bag and disappeared into the kitchen, the scent of her cooking lingering in the air."Jake did this to her. Again," Jasmine replied.Dominic's eyes flicked to Margaret, whose shoulders slumped in defeat. His voice hardened. "Meg, I'm done listening to your excuses. This time, I'm not letting you brush it off. He's done this too many times. He gets drunk, fights with his wife, and takes it out on you. And with his violent outbursts? One day, he's going to lose control and attack a human. I
"You called for me?" Regina purred, stepping closer. Her perfume curled around him like smoke, jasmine laced with something darker, something that lingered in the air between them.Dominic’s gaze stayed cold, unreadable. "Who are you? Do you know me from somewhere?" His voice was sharp, edged with suspicion.Regina let a slow smile spread across her lips. "I thought you called me because you wanted me to make your day worthwhile. Just you and me," she purred. "Behind the bar. No distractions."His jaw tightened, but his expression didn’t waver. "I'm being serious, Regina. Do you know me?"She trailed a finger down his arm, feather-light. "No," she whispered, her voice low and teasing. "But I'd love to." She leaned in, her breath warming his ear, lips ghosting over the shell—a deliberate tease. "I could get to know you very well."Dominic’s grip on her wrist was sudden and firm as he pushed her back with controlled force. His red eyes darkened, flashing with danger, claws sliding from
Dominic stood in front of the wooden door of an old apartment and knocked. A moment later, it creaked open, revealing an elderly yet fit man—strong despite his age—standing in the doorway. His sharp eyes studied Dominic with a knowing intensity."Hello, godfather," Dominic greeted."Come in," Matthew said, stepping aside to let him in. As Dominic walked inside, Matthew added, "I knew you were coming. Have a seat."Dominic settled onto the worn leather sofa in the dimly lit living room. Shadows danced along the walls from the nearby fireplace."What do you think is going to happen?" he asked, his jaw tight with unease.Matthew sat across from him. "I can’t tell you exactly what’s coming. But I can tell you this—it’s about you and Elena.""Elena and me? Is something wrong? Why can’t you tell me more?"Matthew exhaled slowly as if the years had suddenly caught up to him. His gaze drifted, lost in memories only he could see."All I can say is—it’s happening soon. Someone from your past is
The next morning, the pack lounged in their favorite spot on the university's open grass field, bathed in golden sunlight. Laughter echoed through the air as Jasmine continued her story."I'm telling you, Nico," she said, grinning. "The guys got themselves a stripper last night."Dominic chuckled. "So, you all had a great time, huh?" He arched a brow at Cameron. "And you—aren’t you supposed to have a girlfriend?"Cameron smirked, leaning back on his hands. "Regina and I aren’t exclusive," he said casually. "Besides, she appreciated the stripper too."Everyone burst into laughter.Elena, curled up next to Dominic, playfully traced a finger along his jawline. "Honey, I’ll be your personal stripper once we get home," she teased, pressing a kiss to his lips.Dominic grinned against her mouth. "I’d love that," he murmured, pulling her closer.Elena broke the kiss and turned to her friends, her smile fading slightly. "You guys don’t actually believe what Regina said, right? About me passing
Elena slipped into her nightdress, the silky fabric gliding over her skin as she climbed into bed beside Dominic. She curled into him beneath the covers, but sleep felt far away. Her mind was restless, tangled in the echo of Regina’s words."I can’t believe Regina said that," she murmured, staring at the ceiling. "What if it’s true? What if my mother is using me to get information? If she’s working with a sorcerer, she could see through my eyes... hear everything I hear."Dominic turned to face her, his fingers gently tracing the curve of her cheek. His crimson eyes met her golden ones. "Listen to me, darling," he said softly. "Don’t let Regina’s words get in your head. She was just trying to stir trouble.""But if she, a nobody, can think it, others might too," Elena said. "I don’t want to put you or the pack in danger.""Elena," Dominic said, his voice firm but tender, "when I look into your eyes, even when you simply smile, I know, deep in my soul, that you’re mine. You’re my mate.
In the middle of the bar, Elena and Dominic swayed to the music, moving as if they were the only two people in the room, completely lost in each other.Nearby, Regina sat with Cameron at the bar, waiting for his drink from Shane. But her eyes never left the couple, and she barely registered Cameron's words as he spoke, her fingers absently twisting the straw in her drink.At the other end of the bar, Freya poured drinks for customers, though her gaze kept drifting toward them as well.She stole glances at Dominic, the way his hands rested on Elena’s waist, the way Elena laughed into his ear. A sharp pang settled in her chest.She knew she needed to stop this. She had to. Elena had been nothing but kind to her.Then a voice cut through her thoughts."Do you think Elena will keep helping you if she finds out you're in love with her man?"Freya looked up and met Raven’s smug gaze. The smirk on her lips was edged with cruelty, her hands resting on the counter."Whether I am or not, it’s n
Freya sat in the car with her mother, heading back to Blackwood Town. They had left right after her father's death, but now, after the tragic loss of her roommate and the relentless nightmares that followed, her mother had decided to bring her back.She would be staying with her grandfather to continue her studies at Blackwood University. Now, in her sophomore year, all she wanted was for the nightmares to end and to find her way back to some sense of normalcy.As they pulled up to her grandfather's quaint apartment, Freya reached for the door handle, but her mother gently took her other hand."Listen, everything will be fine," Catherine assured her.Freya pressed her lips together and nodded. "I know, Mum."Catherine offered her a weak smile.Just then, the front door opened, and Jeffery, her grandfather, stepped outside."Gramps...," Freya exclaimed, stepping out of the car. She rushed to him, wrapping her arms around him in a hug."My beautiful Fae," Jeffery said warmly."Hey, Pops...
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