Selene Whitmore has known only pain. Half-blind, mute, and scarred from years of torment, she has spent her life as a captive, treated as nothing more than a possession by the ruthless rogue, Sebastian Kane. She stopped screaming long ago. She stopped fighting. She stopped hoping. Until the night Alpha Killian Blackwood slaughters her captors and finds her trembling in the dirt—his fated mate. Killian is a warrior, feared and respected, but nothing prepares him for the fragile girl who flinches at his touch. He swears to protect her, to give her the freedom she’s never known. But his pack whispers—how can a broken, silent human be the mate of a powerful Alpha? Selene tries to disappear into the shadows, but fate won’t let her. Neither will Killian. Because Sebastian isn’t done with her yet. When warnings turn into attacks and the past refuses to die, Selene must make a choice—remain the powerless girl she was or become something no one ever expected. Can Killian convince her to trust him before it’s too late? Or will Sebastian drag her back into the darkness she barely escaped?
View MoreDarius stepped closer to Killian, his eyes locked on mine instead of his. He had a cold, calculating look in his eyes as he stared at me, as if he was already assessing my worth. “I’m the one who keeps this pack safe, Killian. And bringing her here? That’s a risk we can’t afford. It's not about you but about the pack” His eyes flashed back to the other wolves.“Not when she’s tied to Sebastian. His scent is all over her and he will surely come for her”I felt a chill go through my body sending goosebumps over my body. They were all right, weren’t they? I was in danger. I was the threat to their pack. I hated to accept the fact. I feel the pressure of their criticism was pressing down on me. But I couldn’t change who I was, I wished I could do that. I would gladly do it, running away from Sebastian and gaining my freedom like every other wolf. But I couldn’t change what Sebastian had done to me. Before anyone else could speak up, the door to the room slammed open again, and a figure wa
I woke with a start, my breath was coming in sharper than expected, the shallow gasps as the cold air bite of reality hit me hard. The scent of pine trees, and the earth dust filled my senses, but there was an unfamiliar sharpness to it which I didn't understand. My eyes flashed open, I was struggling to adjust to the dim lighting which was around me.I was in a room which was far too nice to be an old abandoned tent, but it didn’t have the comfort of home as expected. I blinked my eyes rapidly, trying to make sense of my surroundings, but something was off for me. My pulse quickened as I noticed the figures which had gathered around me.There were faces I didn’t recognize, I hadn't seen before, their eyes were sharp and calculating at a time and they stared at me with suspicion which I didn't get. Some of them were wary, others were openly hostile toward. I didn’t need to be told that I wasn’t welcome here. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife.“Where am I?” I
You could feel the forest air which was thick with tension filled in it, every breath was lanced with the scent of blood and battle. I barely had a moment to recover from Sebastian’s cruel grip before chaos erupted again, I turned abruptly. Killian was fast to lunge at Luther, their snarls and the clash of their fists breaking the suffocating silence of the night. My heart was pounding violently against my ribs as I stumbled backward, my vision was swimming with fear and desperation in it. Sebastian’s words still lingered in my mind as I stared at him, his sinister smirk was haunting me like a ghost I could never escape. I wanted to escape from it but it was clear I can't escape from it. The moment my body reacted, I realized I wasn’t just standing there anymore—I was running. Running away from Sebastian. Running away from being captured. Running toward my freedom to start a new life. My instincts were screaming at me to flee, to vanish into the darkness where I will never be seen a
The attack has shaken the entire pack. Rogues were never allowed in the pack nor becoming the Alpha mate—making me the Luna.I sat curled myself on the massive bed, my fingers were buried in the soft fabric of my dress. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking.I squeezed my eyes shut, but it didn’t help as those words kept ranging in my head.The memory of the pack enforcer's snarling face flashed behind my eyelids. One moment, I was feeling the sun on my skin for the first time in years. The next, I was on the ground, the weight of what next Elara the beta would do.And then… Killian.The way he commanded the enforcers, making them back down as he still chooses me.I should have felt safe by those words he said.But all I could feel was terror.My body is still remembered. Bloodied hands. Harsh voices. The cruel laughter of those who had hurt me before. My mind couldn’t separate the past from the present.I had flinched when Killian turned to me, his chest rising and falling with fury writt
The word echoed in my head, over and over again, like a curse I couldn’t outrun even when I tried hard to.Killian Blackwood had just claimed me in front of his Beta, in front of his pack. He had spoken the words with conviction, with certainty, as if it was that simple.But it wasn’t.It never was.I had spent years surviving in the shadows, knowing my place. Rogues weren’t claimed. We were discarded, hunted, erased from packs.And yet, here I was.Under his protection.Under his name.Under his rule.A mistake.It had to be.“You’re insane,” Elara muttered to him, raking a hand through her hair.The Council will rip you apart for this and you know.”Killian’s expression remained cold and unyielding as she spoke.“Let them try.”Elara let out a bitter laugh. “You were always reckless, but this? Claiming a rogue as yours? She’ll bring nothing but war to your doorstep, Killian. You know that.”Those words send tenses over me.Not because he was mistaken.Because he was right.I was a p
Pain had been my closest companion for as long as I could remember, so wrapping itself around me like a second skin had been me. But this was different. This was new.Not the sharp sting of a whip that I had always gotten every day.Not the dull ache of hunger I always endure every day.This was something else—something warmer, heavier. Something that made my chest feel tight.It was him, Killian Blackwood.I could still feel the imprint of his hands on my skin, as he pulled me on the bed. He had held me—not like an Alpha taking what was his, not like a man claiming ownership. But like someone who had no intention of letting me fall.And I didn’t know how to handle that, so I was frozen in his arms.I forced myself to breathe, to think about the incident and I made my conclusion.I needed to leave.Before I lost myself in whatever dangerous illusion Killian was offering to me. I was not okay with his act. I had not been treated that way before and adjusting to it would be dangerous fo
I woke up feeling warmth. For as long as I could recall, my body had known only the bite of cold metal, the sting of a whip, and that of the rough scrape of stone beneath my skin.But this… this was different, the softness of the bed, with my body covered with a thick blanket. For a second, I couldn't believe it was me.My mind panicked before my body could react to it.Where am I?Sitting up in the bed, my breath was hitching heavily and just in, the room door swayed open, and a wave of dizziness struck me like a blow as I gripped. I figured I was standing in there and for a second, I dare not raise my face up.Standing at the door post was Killian Blackwood.The Alpha.Memories of the night before slammed into me- the rogues, the blood, the cage, and then his golden eyes.I twisted, my heart was pounding heavily but for a second no words, so I raised my head.He stood near the window, with his back to me. His arms were crossed around his chest.I barely breathed, his presence was s
Pain was all I knew.It lived beneath my skin, it had been a constant companion, which had been whispering in my bones. I had forgotten what it felt like to exist without it. The bruises had faded into my flesh, with permanent reminders of a life that wasn’t my own. The scars—jagged, uneven—were stories I could never tell. Not with words. Not with a voice I no longer had. I sat in the iron cage, with my wrists shackled, the cold metal biting into my skin hurts. Looking up, I saw the rogues surrounding me laughing, their voices were thick with the scent of blood and whiskey, but I barely heard them. I kept my gaze low, as I focused on the filth-stained floorboards beneath me. Looking up only earned me pain and I couldn't bear that now.I kept my gaze down because looking up earned me more pain.“Think she’ll last long?” one of them sneered, his boot slamming against the bars of my cage. It hurt, but I endured it, I had been through worse.“She’s a fighter” another chuckled, from the
Pain was all I knew.It lived beneath my skin, it had been a constant companion, which had been whispering in my bones. I had forgotten what it felt like to exist without it. The bruises had faded into my flesh, with permanent reminders of a life that wasn’t my own. The scars—jagged, uneven—were stories I could never tell. Not with words. Not with a voice I no longer had. I sat in the iron cage, with my wrists shackled, the cold metal biting into my skin hurts. Looking up, I saw the rogues surrounding me laughing, their voices were thick with the scent of blood and whiskey, but I barely heard them. I kept my gaze low, as I focused on the filth-stained floorboards beneath me. Looking up only earned me pain and I couldn't bear that now.I kept my gaze down because looking up earned me more pain.“Think she’ll last long?” one of them sneered, his boot slamming against the bars of my cage. It hurt, but I endured it, I had been through worse.“She’s a fighter” another chuckled, from the ...
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