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The Dark Lord's Mate. Moonlit Water
Draven's voice echoed through the night air, his deep tone sending a shiver down Aurora's spine."Strip, Aurora."His words caused a tingling sensation to spread through her inner thighs, a mix of anticipation and hesitation washing over her. She crossed her arms over her chest, staring at him with narrowed eyes."And why exactly should I strip? What reason do you have for making such a request?" she asked, her voice laced with defiance.Draven closed his eyes for a brief moment, as if collecting his thoughts. When he opened them again, his dark, piercing gaze locked onto hers."Because you are my mate, and I want you to enjoy this cool water with me," he said before dipping his head beneath the surface.Aurora remained frozen on the spot, his words stirring up memories she had long tried to suppress. Lucas had once uttered a similar command, his voice filled with cold authority, stripping her of her last shred of dignity without remorse. But Draven’s words felt different. His tone he
Last Updated : 2025-02-24The Dark Lord's Mate. A Dangerous Temptation
Mature Content WarningThe warm water lapped gently around them, but Aurora hardly noticed. Her pulse thundered in her ears, drowning out everything but the steady hum of Draven’s deep, smooth voice."Why are you scared, Aurora?"His words curled around her, making her shiver despite the heat of the water. His arms framed her on either side, trapping her in a cage of warmth and power. The weight of his presence pressed against her back, igniting something dangerous inside her.Aurora swallowed hard, her throat dry. Her entire body trembled, though whether from fear or something else entirely, she wasn’t sure. “Because I am naked,” she admitted in a whisper, her voice barely audible over the rippling water.Draven’s smirk was slow, deliberate, teasing. His piercing gaze never left her as he shifted slightly, closing the last inch of space between them. Her breath hitched when she felt him—solid and unmistakably aroused—against her lower back.His lips brushed against the curve of her n
Last Updated : 2025-02-25The Dark Lord's Mate. Trembling Fire
Matured Content.Aurora gasped, her heart pounding against her ribs as she felt Draven’s hands explore her trembling body. He wasn’t giving her time to think—his presence overwhelmed her, his touch sending waves of heat through her skin.His fingers grazed her bare shoulders before traveling lower, teasing along her arms, tracing gentle patterns over her skin. She shivered, biting her lip to suppress a gasp.“This isn’t fair,” she whispered, her voice barely above the sound of water rippling around them.Draven’s lips curved into a knowing smirk. “What isn’t fair, mon amour?” he murmured, his breath warm against her ear.Aurora squeezed her eyes shut. Every inch of her body felt sensitized under his touch. This feeling—it was nothing like what she had known before. This wasn’t forced, nor was it distant or meaningless. This was different. Dangerous. Tempting.“You don’t even give me a chance to think straight,” she admitted, her voice shaky.Draven chuckled, his fingers grazing the si
Last Updated : 2025-02-25The Dark Lord's Mate. Prize for Winning.
Matured Content.Aurora spun around swiftly, her eyes locking onto Draven. Her heart pounded in her chest as she realized her mistake—she had let his name slip. How could she have lost? And in a game like this? Of course, she would lose in a game like this. She gasped, her mind reeling with confusion. What was his prize for winning?"I haven't even gone for a swim yet. We came here to swim," she pointed out, hoping to change the subject.Draven smirked, his expression filled with mischief. "You can swim later. The pool isn't going anywhere. There are plenty of days left to swim."Aurora exhaled sharply, her eyes darting toward the water. She wished, just for a moment, that the king would pass out. But she knew that wasn’t going to happen."Where are we going?" she asked hesitantly, watching as he stepped out of the pool.Draven grabbed a towel and began drying himself off, his movements slow and deliberate. Aurora struggled to keep her gaze from wandering, but she couldn’t help it. He
Last Updated : 2025-02-26The Dark Lord's Mate. A King's Summons.
Aurora's eyes snapped open. She blinked rapidly, adjusting to the dim morning light filtering through the tall windows. The air was crisp, carrying the distant chirping of birds outside. She sat up quickly, her heart pounding. The room was empty.She pressed her palms against her forehead, squeezing her eyes shut. She needed to remember what had happened last night. The memories felt fragmented, like shattered glass piecing itself together.Then, it hit her.A sharp gasp escaped her lips as she recalled every detail. There was no way she could forget. The previous night, King Draven had been the one who was drunk—not her. But what had she done?Aurora groaned, rolling over the plush bed, clutching the sheets tightly. A wave of anxiety crashed over her. Had she really done something like that with him?"What the hell have I done?" she muttered, gripping the pillow and smacking it against the bed in frustration.A sudden voice broke through her thoughts."What are you doing, attacking a
Last Updated : 2025-02-28The Dark Lord's Mate. What's Happened Last Night.
"Thank you for the birthday gift. It looks lovely."Aurora heard King Draven respond to the mysterious woman in the room with him. Her heart clenched. What cardigan were they talking about?She had also made a cardigan for the king.She never expected anyone else to give him such a ridiculous gift for his birthday.Stepping back, she hesitated. There was no way she was going to enter the room now. The king already had a woman with him. The thought sent a sharp sting through her chest.Just as she turned to leave, the door swung open. A woman with long, thick hair stepped out, followed closely by King Draven."The she-wol—""In my chambers, My Star."Draven cut the woman off and, without hesitation, strode toward Aurora. Before she could react, he grabbed her and pulled her into the room, slamming the door shut in Bella’s face.Draven walked to the table, his gaze fixed on Aurora. She stood there, her expression twisted in frustration."You look upset," he remarked, watching her finge
Last Updated : 2025-03-02The Dark Lord's Mate. Whispers of Treason.
"You wouldn’t have done that."Aurora's voice wavered as she spoke. She couldn't believe something like this had happened between them again.No matter how much she tried to deny it, there was no escaping what they felt for each other."Oh? And what should I have done instead?" Draven smirked, his tone teasing. "Left you wanting? Needing my touch?" He took slow, deliberate steps toward the large table in his room, picking up a piece of clothing that rested upon it. Bringing it to his nose, he inhaled deeply, sighing."I can’t believe Bella made a cardigan like this." He ran his fingers over the fabric, admiring the intricate pattern.Aurora clenched her fists at her sides. The doctor was a terrible liar. She shut her eyes tightly, swallowing down the cry threatening to escape her lips."Is something wrong?" Draven asked, watching her closely.Aurora quickly shook her head and rose to her feet. "Nothing," she murmured, striding toward the door. Pausing, she turned back to face him. "I’
Last Updated : 2025-03-02The Dark Lord's Mate. Secret Among The Flowers.
Aurora and Queen Lilith sat on the front balcony, knitting together. The cool breeze carried a sense of calm, but Aurora found herself momentarily lost in thought. This morning’s events still lingered in her mind—particularly the doctor and her deceit.“What did the Vampire King say about the gift you gave him?” Queen Lilith asked, her hands moving skillfully as she worked on her knitting.Aurora paused, almost forgetting about the incident. She let out a small sigh. “He hasn’t said anything,” she replied, continuing to knit a new garment for herself.“Why not? The cardigan is beautiful. I see no reason why he wouldn’t appreciate such a thoughtful gift,” the queen said, glancing at Aurora with curiosity.“He never acknowledged it because he doesn’t know I made it,” Aurora admitted, closing her eyes for a moment. That morning, King Draven had confronted her in his own way, demanding the truth, yet she had been unable to explain.Queen Lilith frowned. “What do you mean?”“The doctor,” A
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The Dark Lord's Mate. The Serpent's Ring
Carlos and Aurora emerged from the tunnel, the hidden panel sliding shut behind them. The passage had left streaks of ash and blood on their clothes, but there was no time to rest—not while the scent of betrayal still lingered in the air.“Where now?” Aurora asked, eyes scanning the dim corridor. Her body remained tense, alert, even as her breath slowed.Carlos narrowed his gaze, nostrils flaring. “Back to the dungeons,” he said. “If Kael and Elizabeth were released from there, someone had to break the lock—or use a key.”They moved swiftly through the lower levels of the castle, avoiding the main hallways where patrolling guards could be seen in the distance. Carlos kept to the shadows, Aurora moving beside him with the grace of a predator. The halls beneath the palace had always felt heavy with secrets, but tonight, the air seemed denser. Something foul lingered in every breath.As they neared the entrance to the dungeon wing, Carlos halted, raising a hand.“You smell that?” he aske
The Dark Lord's Mate. Shadows in the Garden
The castle loomed in uneasy silence as dawn's first light crept across the sky. The air inside the stone corridors was still, heavy with tension. Carlos, still wearing his bloodstained armor, paced the length of the war room. His mind reeled from the ambush, from Kael’s venomous words… and from the gnawing sense of danger he couldn’t shake.Aurora.Draven’s mate hadn’t been seen since the king left. And now, with the chaos outside and betrayal within, Carlos could no longer assume she was safe. He had sent messengers to every wing of the castle, ordered every guard to sweep the halls—but no sign of her.He returned to her chamber personally, pushing open the heavy door, calling her name. Silence greeted him.The bed was neatly made. Her crimson cloak was gone. But something caught his attention.A strange scent.Carlos's sharp vampire senses caught it immediately—something not quite vampire, not quite werewolf. He inhaled deeper. It was faint, but recent.His eyes scanned the room. Th
The Dark Lord's Mate. Fangs of Betrayal.
The war room buzzed with tension, lit by the dull glow of enchanted magical lanterns. Maps of the Eastern vampire territories were spread across the grand table, red ink marking the fallen clans. King Draven stood at the head, his arms crossed over his broad chest, crimson eyes burning with barely contained fury. Around him, his council whispered nervously, exchanging fearful glances."We must respond swiftly," said Carlos, Draven's loyal assistant. He pointed to the affected regions. "They've struck seven clans already. We can't risk losing the Eastern front."Elder Eric slammed his hand on the table, drawing all attention. "We should not involve the other vampire clans in this, Your Majesty. This is a werewolf conflict. Bringing in outsiders will only sow discord."Draven's jaw tightened. "Seven of our own have fallen, Elder. They were not outsiders. They were family.""And seeking help makes us look weak," Eric hissed. "We are Vampires. We do not beg."Draven’s gaze snapped to him
The Dark Lord's Mate. A Brief Relief
The dungeon was cold, echoing with the anguished cries of those who had defied King Draven. A torch flickered on the stone wall, casting sharp shadows over Delilah’s bruised face. She was shackled to a post, her knees scraped and bleeding. Aurora stood nearby, her hands trembling as she clung to Draven’s arm. Kael and Elizabeth were locked in the adjoining cells, silent for once, their eyes avoiding Aurora’s gaze.Draven stood tall, his piercing crimson eyes narrowed on Delilah. "Tell me why Aurora has no wolf," he demanded, his voice cold, commanding, and echoing with authority.Delilah winced, her lips dry and cracked. A beat of silence passed before she finally spoke. "It was an order from the late Alpha Rowan," she croaked, shame dripping from every word. "He... he wanted to dull her wolf, to sever her bond with the beast within. So... so she wouldn't fight back. So she wouldn't claim what was rightfully hers."Aurora flinched. Her heart twisted as the weight of betrayal pressed a
The Dark Lord's Mate. The Truth Behind her heritage
As the tension in the hall settled, the scent of Alpha Rowan's blood lingering in the air, King Draven stood tall amid the chaos. His crimson eyes swept over the crowd of shivering wolves and subdued vampires. With a single flick of his hand, his guards closed in on the three figures trying to escape into the shadows—Delilah, Elizabeth, and Kael."Seize them," Draven commanded, his voice calm yet thunderous, echoing with a power that could not be denied.The guards obeyed immediately, shackling the trio with enchanted chains that shimmered faintly under the moonlight. The crowd parted as they were dragged through the assembly, their heads lowered in shame. Aurora stood still, her fists clenched, the truth clawing at the edges of her mind. Something inside her told her she was on the brink of unraveling a past that had been stolen from her.Draven followed his prisoners into the dungeon below the castle, a place built to break the strongest of wills. The stone corridors were damp, lit
The Dark Lord's Mate. Like Father Like Son.
Draven’s voice echoed like thunder across the ballroom, silencing every murmur. “Bring him in,” he commanded, his tone sharp and absolute.All eyes turned toward the massive doors as they creaked open. Every person brought in through that entrance so far had unraveled secrets buried deep in blood and betrayal. This one was no different.Kael’s eyes widened the moment he saw who had been dragged into the hall. His shock quickly morphed into fury, his body vibrating with rage.“How dare you bring my father here!” Kael snarled. “You attacked Red Moon Pack? You invaded our home!”He took a step forward, but Draven’s guards moved swiftly, blocking his path with unflinching precision.Draven's expression remained cold. “Your father stole the Alpha title from my mate’s father,” he said, his voice low but heavy with truth. “He murdered him in cold blood and claimed the title that never belonged to him.”The crowd gasped, whispers rippling like wildfire. The shame of the Red Moon Pack was unra
The Dark Lord's Mate. The Real Storm.
Elizabeth turned sharply, her eyes locking on the people clapping their hands, mocking the tension in the air."How dare you deceive us?!" she screamed, her voice rising above the murmurs of the crowd.The room fell into complete silence. Kael turned to look at Elizabeth, his eyes begging her to stop. He slowly shook his head, trying to urge her into silence. But Elizabeth was past reasoning. Rage, betrayal, and a seething jealousy frothed within her.She couldn't believe Aurora was not only alive but thriving—standing proud in the very place she had once been humiliated."You came to my pack to deceive me," Elizabeth spat. "And now you have the audacity to insult me? You slut!"Before the final word even landed, Draven had moved. In the blink of an eye, he had Elizabeth pinned to the wall, one hand wrapped around her throat, lifting her off the ground with terrifying strength."Don’t you ever call my mate a slut again," he snarled, his crimson eyes glowing with fury. "If you do, I wi
The Dark Lord's Mate. A Catapulted Return
As Draven was about to walk toward the werewolves, who were already laughing heartily and sipping one of the finest imported wines, a hand gently touched his shoulder.“Son.”Queen Lilith’s voice was soft, but it held a weight of emotions buried under centuries of silence. Slowly, King Draven turned to face his mother. He had only agreed to invite her to his mate celebration because Aurora had insisted. She missed the queen and wanted her there. Draven had relented, not because of sentiment, but to make Aurora happy.“I told you not to cross my path,” Draven said coldly, his gaze dropping to the elegant black and silver dress he had specifically chosen for her to wear.“You can’t hold this grudge forever, you know,” Lilith replied, her tone calm but weary. “I even wore this dress just to please you. You know I never wear what you pick for me.”She reached out to touch his shoulder again, a fragile attempt at reconciliation, but Draven shifted away before her fingers could graze him.“
The Dark Lord's Mate. The unmasking.
Warning, Matured context.“First thing first, the child does not belong to Kael,” Aurora said, picking up a pen and flipping through a book. She was deep in thought, formulating the perfect plan.“Which child?” Draven asked, now sitting up. His mate was like a machine—a calculating force with a clear mission, and he couldn’t help but feel drawn to her intensity.“The child that Elizabeth bore doesn’t belong to Kael,” Aurora replied, her voice steady and confident. “The child belongs to her true mate, who was previously her ex-boyfriend, Ronald. I know Ronald—I always caught them sneaking out of her room. Even in broad daylight, I would hear their moans and screams. But suddenly, Ronald disappeared from the pack. No one knew where he went. Soon enough, he was forgotten.” Aurora stated the hard facts as if they were nothing but simple truths.Draven stared at her in shock, trying to process her words. “How did you find out about this?” His voice was tinged with disbelief. How had she un
