Trigger Warning: This novel contains themes of sexual assault, abuse, trauma, and kidnapping. Reader discretion is advised. Alinta Ull is a 29-year-old female werewolf who has a passion for books, history, and myths. In a spontaneous decision, she sets off on an adventure to escape a curse she has been grappling with since her eighteenth birthday. Accompanying her is her fierce and sassy red wolf, Angela, who is a formidable force in her own right. Every three years since that fateful birthday, Alinta and Angela have faced unfortunate events, including death, rejection, and abandonment. They have finally come to accept that the Moon has abandoned them. With Alinta's 30th birthday approaching, they decide to visit the resting place of the infamous Rouge Deity werewolf, whose fabled return is prophesied to occur on the eighth crimson moon. Coincidentally, that day also marks Alinta and Angela's birthday. Is it fate? Has the Moon truly cursed his creation for reasons unknown to Alinta and her wolf? To add to their misfortunes, an obsessed wolf lurks in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim Alinta as his own. However, he will soon learn that he is not the only one with ambitions.
View MoreBellinor gently released her hands to wrap his arms securely around her and carefully rocked his treasure while planting occasional kisses on her head. "Fear not, our princess is in no danger. This is just part of the plan," Draven reassured calmly."What? You did this?!" Bellinor was about to rage, but Draven interrupted him."Her voice is gone to prevent her from rejecting us; it is only temporary until she is branded," Draven said dangerously."I see," replied Bellinor, while enjoying Alinta in his arms. He noticed she seemed ready to bolt if given the chance. "The doctor will be here soon, my darling," he whispered, then let go of her neck to brush her hair away from her face. The woman turned her head away from his hand and started to shift uneasily, holding her neck again as the pain became more pronounced. Seeing she had an opening, Alinta mentally set aside her discomfort and attempted to escape his hold, but Bellinor easily trapped her in his embrace."Is it still sore, my da
"Wh...what do you...?" Alinta's face paled when she saw the empty office. She frantically looked around, hoping to find Orion, but once she accepted that he was indeed not there, she turned to face Bellinor, confusion written all over her face.Bellinor smiled at her knowingly and approached her ardently. "My darling, do you still fear me?" Alinta backed away, provoking a wave of anger in Bellinor. However, just as quickly as it ignited, it faded, and his soft expression returned."Please, do not fear me. I have given you my heart, love, and sincerity. I only worship you, my little Vixen. You are completely oblivious to the extent of my adoration for you. I have been there for you during your moments of loneliness and even when you wished me away. I know what I did to you twelve years ago was wrong, but after all these years, you are still the only female I desire and love."Alinta took another step back, her wide-open eyes fixed on Bellinor. Aside from his eerie, infatuated expressio
Sleepily stirring from her slumber, Alinta shot up as she recalled what happened before she passed out. Waking up in an unfamiliar bed frightened both her and Angela. Her wolf was aggressive and on edge, ready to annihilate, frustration evident at her repeated failures to protect them.Alinta, on the other hand, trembled at the thought of what might have happened while they were unconscious. Checking her body for any pain or bruises, she closed her eyes and held her breath to examine her vulnerable areas. Alinta sighed in relief, realising she was untouched. This news calmed Angela somewhat, but her anxiety to escape matched Alinta's determination."What the hell happened? Did that jerk kidnap us?!" Angela growled anxiously."I don't think so. Before I passed out, I remember he was thrown off of us," Alinta replied, shivering at the memory."Als!" Angela barked nervously."What?" Alinta jumped."I’m trapped! That creepy black plant grew around me and it's fucking massive! I can't jump
In his mind's eye, Bellinor saw a bare man crouched over Alinta, about to kiss her. Filled with rage, he transformed into a mass of black ash and violet static, surging toward the man with ferocity. First, he struck the man with such force that he was sent flying into a boulder. Then, the ash engulfed him, transporting him into the sky."You dare lay your hands on what belongs to me!?" Bellinor bellowed with more than one voice.The man was shrieking like a maniac, as he was being crushed and suffocated by the pressing force. His body was robbed of all its fluids, the black vortex created a dried-out carcass which evaporated to blackened dust absorbed by Draven's magic. The mist twirled like a whirlwind in front of the semi-conscious woman, and Bellinor returned to his form. He looked like a tyrant ready to kill all who dared to oppose him, but his eyes immediately softened once his treasure's grateful gaze consumed his view, before she fell unconscious. He gently lifted Alinta into h
The sky was clear, revealing every star, while the crimson moon, as red as blood, dominated the scene with an eerie presence. The purple crater reflected the moon's light, casting a deep darkened red hue over everything below. In the distance, a familiar shadow stood, observing and indulging in his obsession.The memory of the airport tormented his mind. He recalled seeing his possession looking at another man with wide, surprised eyes—a look he had seen before and found sickening. His emotions churned like bile as he focused on that moment. He had been ready to kill that man the instant Alinta ran into the stranger's arms. Fortunately, she had escaped him, but for some reason, a lingering urge to eliminate the silver-haired stranger remained in the back of his mind. He knew it couldn't be a fated match; that was impossible. The only logical explanation was that it had merely been a fleeting attraction when she saw him."Dacian reported how she waved at him when the plane was about to
The sky was clear, revealing every star, while the crimson moon, as red as blood, dominated the scene with an eerie presence. The purple crater reflected the moon's light, casting a deep darkened red hue over everything below. In the distance, a familiar shadow stood, observing and indulging in his obsession.The memory of the airport tormented his mind. He recalled seeing his possession looking at another man with wide, surprised eyes—a look he had seen before and found sickening. His emotions churned like bile as he focused on that moment. He had been ready to kill that man the instant Alinta ran into the stranger's arms. Fortunately, she had escaped him, but for some reason, a lingering urge to eliminate the silver-haired stranger remained in the back of his mind. He knew it couldn't be a fated match; that was impossible. The only logical explanation was that it had merely been a fleeting attraction when she saw him."Dacian reported how she waved at him when the plane was about to
**November 25, 2024, Present**Alinta and Angela spent the entire day in their cottage, discussing their plans. They agreed to join Jennifer and Xavier, but once they arrived at the caverns, they had to leave them and explore the area."Are you really okay with this plan?" Angela asked, still uneasy about the whole idea."Come on! I’m finally the one not chickening out on something, and now you’re acting like this," Alinta pouted.Angela remained quiet for a moment before exclaiming, "What the fuck?""What’s wrong?" Alinta asked."Go make yourself comfortable and get over here," Angela said anxiously.Alinta lay down on the large soft quilted bed and closed her eyes, instinctively connecting with her wolf. As she approached Angela, she noticed her wolf sitting with her back turned, staring at something on the ground, her fur standing up along her spine."What is it, Ange?" Alinta asked, carefully moving closer to her wolf. Angela turned to Alinta and moved aside, revealing a small bla
Alinta looked back at the road where Leo had just left, observing the settling dust, then said, "I'll admit it was strange how he didn’t want to set foot near the Inn, but we are here now. Let’s make the most of it and be extra cautious.""Yeah," Angela sighed pessimistically.Alinta made her way to the Inn, a large cottage-style building with a medieval feel. The place felt dark, filled with dark wooden furniture and antique trinkets. Stuffed trophies of deer, bears, and wolves hung on the walls, making Alinta shiver in the eerie atmosphere."This place smells of dust and death. I don’t like it," Angela said with a low growl."I know, so let’s just stay alert," Alinta whispered as if fearing someone would hear her thoughts."Hello and welcome!" greeted an elderly woman at the reception desk."Hi, thank you," Alinta responded, startled."My name is Jennifer, the owner and host of the Bare Canyon Inn. How can I help you?""Nice to meet you, Jennifer. I'm Alinta Ull.""Ah, let’s see," t
"Ange!" Alinta shouted as she saw her wolf lying on her side in the dirt, whimpering and her muscles twitching from pain. Alinta rushed to Angela's unresponsive body and pulled her head to her lap as she assessed her injuries, but there were none visible. Angela's stiffening body is not a good sign and Alinta became frightened.“Ange, please tell me what is wrong!” Alinta cried, panic gripping her heart. “Why couldn’t I sense you or feel your pain? What did that man do to you? Did you catch his disease when you bit him?” Tears streamed down her face as she cradled her large wolf, who seemed to quiet her whimpers. Yet, her breathing quickened, as if she were struggling to get oxygen. “Angela, please! What can I do to help?” Alinta screamed, dread overwhelming her. She wept while clinging to her wolf, softly stroking her silky coat and kissing her face."You are not leaving me!" Alinta looked to the sky and screamed, "I swear to the fucking Divinities, if I lose my only sanity and siste
Strenuous breaths and suffocating kisses of pleasure echo through the bare room. She is helpless, though he has betrayed her, and threw her away even due to his selfishness, their bond has finally brought them together. She ran away, and when he found her, she desperately tried to distance herself from him with all her being, but here they are, bodies aligned perfectly, and now she is completely powerless against the mate bond. Yearning only for his love."You are mine Rebekah, you will never escape me again!" He growled determinedly, his hot breath caressing her face before he aggressively continued to devour her swollen lips."Roman," Rebekah moaned as he licked her neck with his seductive tongue, trapping her with the weight of his body against the wall. He unzips his jeans and starts pump..."Nope, nuh-uh, I'm done!""Ah no please, don't stop reading. I beg of you Alinta!" The sound of a book slammed shut echoes through the empty library."You and I are done here Ange," said Alint...
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