Cast aside by her mate, secretly carrying his child, and forced to surrender to her sister, Eliana's despair reaches a breaking point. But fate has other plans. Axel Draconis, the ruthless Lycan King, has been awaiting his chance for vengeance. Eliana's vulnerability becomes his prey. As their worlds collide, a forbidden passion ignites, threatening to destroy or redeem them. Will Axel's thirst for revenge consume them all, or will Eliana's inner strength tame his savage heart? Amidst treacherous pack politics, ancient secrets, and primal desires, their love becomes a dangerous game.
View MoreELIANAAlesia's suggestion sparked a flurry of questions in my mind, and I found myself replaying the memory of the wolves. Yes, the smaller one was undoubtedly my father, but the larger wolf's presence lingered, haunting me with an uncanny sense of familiarity. Its features seemed etched in my memory, yet I couldn't quite grasp the connection. The wolf's piercing gaze, its rugged coat, and the way it moved with a quiet confidence all resonated deep within me, echoing a memory that remained just out of reach. As I struggled to place it, a shiver ran down my spine, leaving me with more questions than answers. Who was this mysterious wolf, and why did it feel so... familiar?"I don't quite remember what his wolf looks like," I replied, my mind racing as I tried to conjure up a mental image. I had seen his wolf form before, specifically during that trip when we went to collect the portion together. But for some reason, the memory remained elusive, taunting me with its absence. Frustr
Elaina“Aaaaaaaah.”I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat as I sat up with a start, my heart racing. The nightmare still lingered, its darkness clinging to me like a shroud. I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that lingered long after I woke up.I stood up, my hand clutching my head as if trying to hold in the thoughts that swirled chaotically. "What could it possibly mean?" I repeated to myself, the echoes of the nightmare still resonating deep within me. The uncertainty was maddening.The same nightmare, the same wolf. A sudden realization hit me, and my eyes widened as a single thought crystallized in my mind. "Maybe it's trying to tell me that my so-called calm father is on the chase for me again," I muttered aloud, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. "Yes, that's it. Maybe that's the interpretation of the dream." I guess so.The fear that gripped me in the dream felt...different. It was a primal, visceral terror that seemed to seep into my bones. I knew my father w
AXELMy eyes widened in shock as I stared at him, incredulous. "How is that possible?" I demanded, my voice laced with skepticism. I thought back to the precautions I'd taken, ensuring the Shakhar altar was heavily guarded. "I made sure it was secure," I added, my mind racing with questions."When did this happen?" I asked Tom, who met my gaze with a somber expression. His face told me he was well aware of the significance of the altar, and the weight of the news hung heavily between us."Last night, Alpha," Tom replied, his voice grave. I pressed him for more information, my mind racing with possibilities. "Is there any clue who did this?" I asked, knowing that the destruction of the altar was no accident. The question hung in the air, and I felt my thoughts spinning out of control as I tried to pinpoint the culprit."We need to go check it out," I took a step forward, but Tom's hand on my arm stopped me. "I don't think we should rush back without a plan or knowing who did this and
AXELAs the door closed behind her, I justified her fate to myself. My eyes remained fixed on the empty space, my mind eerily blank, as if the void in front of me had sucked out all thought.I drew a deep breath, the unexpected turn of events catching me off guard.My prey had turned out to be a captivating prize, her beauty illuminated under the moon's gentle glow. Yet, with thirty days to secure my objective, I was resolute in my commitment to my father and myself – every word spoken would be binding, every promise made would be fulfilled.The knock at the door soured my expression, and I assumed it was Eliana on the other side. The scowl on my face was a reflex, born from the knowledge that seeing her would only prolong the mental image of her that I was trying to shake."Come in," I said, my voice detached. The door creaked open, and my furrowed brow relaxed slightly as I saw Tom standing there, his face etched with concern. The look in his eyes was enough to tell me that somethi
ELIANAAs he spoke, each word felt like a weight dropping into the depths of my soul, making my heart sink further with every passing moment. The stern expression on his face was a mask, one that revealed nothing, not even a glimmer of empathy. I had expected...more. I had hoped that he would listen, that he would care about the stories I'd shared, about the pain my father had inflicted upon me. But his indifference was a cold, harsh reality. He didn't seem to care that I'd been treated like a slave, that my life had been one of servitude and hardship. The words he spoke were simple, yet they cut deep, piercing my already wounded heart like knives. "I will do as you say, Alpha. We don't know each other, and I only work for you." I spoke the words, but they felt like ash in my mouth, bitter and hollow.His words hung in the air, a subtle warning that seemed to vibrate with unspoken consequences. "You wouldn't want to do otherwise," he said, his tone low and even, yet somehow menacin
AXELHer words sounded rehearsed, a practiced speech delivered with a convincing tone, but I wasn't buying it. She spoke with a sincerity that seemed almost too good to be true, a facade that hid the truth. I knew Cannis had already filled me in on the details, and her story didn't match what I knew. The disconnect between her words and the truth was like a jarring note, and I couldn't help but feel like she was hiding something.Her face fell, a disheartening expression washing over her features like a dark cloud. It was clear she could tell I wasn't buying what she was selling, and the realization seemed to deflate her. Her plan, whatever it was, was unraveling before her eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction at the sight of her disappointment. The look on her face was a perfect reflection of her failed attempt to deceive me, and I reveled in the small victory.I took a deep breath, my gaze locked onto hers, and I could feel the familiar spark of ange
ELIANAI yanked my attention back to Axel, trying to shake off the haunting image of the woman's sorrowful face. My mind, however, lingered on the painting, wondering about its significance and the story behind it. I forced myself to focus on Axel, his irritated expression a stark contrast to the emotions the painting had stirred within me.The scent that filled the room was unmistakably his, a familiar and comforting aroma that seemed to envelop me. Despite the palpable tension that hung in the air, the familiarity of his presence was a balm to my senses, making me feel like I was exactly where I was meant to be. The combination of his scent and the tension created a sense of anticipation, like the calm before a storm.The anger and irritation still simmered beneath the surface of his expression, but he managed to temper it slightly as he posed the questions. His voice was low and even, yet laced with a hint of accusation. "Why did your father call you back, and why did you marry
ELIANAThe shock and disappointment were palpable. Being taken back as a maid was far from the reunion I had envisioned. The pain of his words cut deep, and I couldn't help but wonder what had changed. Was I no longer worthy of the little care he had shown? The weight of his decision settled heavy on my heart, and I felt like I was losing myself all over again.The silence between us was oppressive, a heavy blanket that suffocated me. His indifference stung, making me feel invisible. As we arrived at his mansion, I felt a mix of emotions: relief at escaping the tense atmosphere in the car, but also apprehension about what lay ahead. The grandeur of his mansion loomed before me, a stark contrast to the chill that had settled in my heart.“Follow me,” he had instructed as soon as Tom had opened his door.I followed him, curiosity getting the better of me, as he led me through the doorway. Tom's eyes met mine, but he didn't say a word, his expression unreadable. I trailed behind him, my
ElianaHis words hung in the air, and the tension I thought was dissipating increased. "You don't have to worry, I don't care about your personal business," he said, his tone calm and collected, yet laced with a hint of defiance. My heart skipped a beat as I tried to decipher his true intentions. Was he genuinely uninterested in my personal life, or was he just saying it to placate me, to ease the tension that had been building between us? Or perhaps, he was speaking those words out loud, more to convince himself than me, a way to shield himself from the effects of his own anger and frustration. The uncertainty swirled inside me, making my mind race with questions. Did he truly mean what he said, or was it just a momentary lapse of emotion, a reaction to the heated moment we shared? I searched his eyes for answers, but they seemed to hold a million secrets, leaving me wondering if I'd ever truly understand what lay behind his words.I tried apologizing again, hoping that my words woul
ELIANASo, you want to hear a love story? Well, mine's not for the faint of heart. It's a tale of forbidden love, creepy curses, and a whole lot of heartache. My name is Eliana Astrid, and I'm a werewolf with a curse to bear. Buckle up, because this story is about to take a dark and twisted turn.**********"You wicked woman!" Former Luna, Calantha, bellowed, her voice like thunder, I couldn't help but recoil. "Why do you refuse to bear the alpha an heir?" She leaned in, lowering her voice to sound even more menacing, "Have you no care about the Pack's future? Why are you trying to prove to everyone that you're truly cursed?" My wolf bristled at her words, but I forced her to stay calm. This was a confrontation I had to endure, a ritual of sorts.I spoke in a low tone, my eyes cast downward. "I'm trying my best." The weight of my words hung in the air, a reminder of my failure. As the alpha's mate, I had been married to Gabriel for three years, yet I had been unable to fulfill my most...
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