Adasha has endured seven years as the Luna of Woodshire, trapped in a nightmare of cruelty and control at the hands of her possessive chosen mate, Alpha Randy. Desperate to escape his violent grip, she risks everything, fleeing into the depths of the woods with nothing but a small bag and an unyielding resolve to reclaim her freedom. However, freedom comes at a cost. Captured by another powerful pack, Adasha finds herself face-to-face with a commanding and enigmatic Alpha who sees through her lies. Yet, instead of rejecting her, he is inexplicably drawn to her—for reasons she cannot fathom, she is his destined mate. Caught between the fear of being returned to Randy and the glimmer of hope this new pack offers, Adasha must tread carefully. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, her path becomes a delicate balance between survival and a chance at the life she has long yearned for.
View MoreKaiThe moment I walked into my office, Gabe and Darius were already there, waiting for me. Their expressions said it all—frustration, concern, and a hint of disbelief. The sight made me chuckle.Two grown men fussing over a woman. A Delta breed at best.Ignoring their grim faces, I strode to the bar cart in the corner and poured myself a glass of whiskey. With the glass in hand, I sank into the couch, taking a slow sip before addressing them.“I’m listening,” I said with a sigh, motioning for them to speak.Darius, my Beta, didn’t waste a second.“What are you thinking, Kai?” he demanded, his voice edged with frustration. “Granting a stranger access to you like that? You even placed her in your wing! This is reckless. You should let Gabe and I interrogate her properly. She’s obviously lying and hiding something.”I took another sip of my drink, savouring the burn, before letting out a quiet sigh.“Of course, she’s lying and hiding something. Whatever it is, it’s personal,” I said, m
AdashaThe Alpha leaned forward, his piercing gaze locked onto mine as though he could see every secret I was trying to bury.“Where is your mate, Adasha? Where is the owner of that mark on your neck?” he asked, his voice calm yet demanding.Instinctively, my hand rose to touch my neck, brushing against Randy’s mark. My stomach tightened with dread. I had known the mark would be a problem, a glaring symbol of the chains I was trying to escape. Still, I couldn’t stray from my narrative.“My mate is dead, Alpha,” I said, my voice trembling as tears welled in my eyes. “Please… don’t make me say more,” I pleaded, hoping the emotion in my voice would shield me from further questions.He studied me for a moment longer, his expression unreadable, and then rose from his chair. Taking the bag with him, he turned toward the door.My heart sank. Even if I tried to run now, I couldn’t survive without the funds in that bag. I was trapped, and he knew it.“Someone will help you freshen up, and then
AdashaThe moment we arrived at the settlement, they locked me in a cell. I didn’t expect much mercy, but I had hoped for at least a little.My bag was taken, and dread pooled in my stomach as I imagined them sifting through its contents. A bag of cash and two changes of clothes—it screamed suspicious. Who runs from rogues with nothing but money and the barest essentials? It painted a picture I couldn’t explain, one that made me look like a criminal, not a desperate wolf fleeing for her life.Depression settled over me like a heavy fog.I had traded one cage for another.Had I escaped Randy’s suffocating torment only to fall into something worse? At least Randy’s fury killed me slowly; these people might just finish the job outright. Alphas didn’t take kindly to trespassers, especially those who lied.I sat there in the cell, unable to relax, unable to think. If I got a chance to speak, I’d plead for my bag, beg for their mercy, and request to leave their territory as quickly as po
AdashaThe wolves emerged silently, their golden eyes gleaming with intensity. Their movements were deliberate, practiced, and lethal.I froze, my breath catching in my throat. How had they gotten so close without me sensing them? I cursed myself for my lapse in vigilance. The relief of escaping Randy had blinded me to the dangers of these unfamiliar woods.There were too many of them. My heart raced as I took in their numbers—this wasn’t a rogue ambush. These wolves belonged to a pack. Their scent carried strength and unity, and judging by their size and discipline, they were Betas. Fierce, loyal, and utterly unforgiving.Willow, a Delta at best, growled low in my mind, but I silenced her. There was no point in fighting. We didn’t stand a chance.Slowly, I fell to my knees, clutching my bag tightly as though it could somehow shield me from the inevitable. Bowing my head, I exposed my neck in a gesture of surrender, praying they wouldn’t see me as a threat.The wolves paused, parti
AdashaI ran with everything I had, my legs burning as Willow, my wolf, propelled me forward with relentless determination.The pain Randy had inflicted was a distant ache now, dulled by adrenaline and the single-minded drive to escape. I couldn’t afford to feel it. I couldn’t afford to stop.Every pounding beat of my paws against the forest floor was a desperate push toward freedom. His cruel words echoed in my mind, spurring me on. The sting of my bruises and the ragged sound of my breath didn’t matter anymore. All I wanted was to get away. To be free.This was my moment, my chance to reclaim my life, and I couldn’t waste it.With each stride, I prayed fervently. Please, don’t let Randy catch me this time.My heart, already fractured from years of torment, couldn’t endure another failure. My body and Willow wouldn’t survive another round of his wrath. This was it—the final push, the last desperate grasp at survival—and I clung to it with everything I had.I had no destination in
AdashaI packed everything I could carry and headed out of the house.My body ached from last night’s punishment, every movement a painful reminder, but I forced myself to walk normally. I prayed I wouldn’t bump into anyone. The pack was full of watchers, their loyalty to Randy unwavering. A single misstep, a moment of hesitation, and everything I had worked for would unravel.As I approached the packhouse door, a familiar scent stopped me cold. Pamela.My heart sank. Of all people, it had to be her. Pamela wasn’t cruel, but I couldn’t trust her not to alert her mate or someone else. I steadied my breathing, forcing myself to remain calm. Running now would only confirm her suspicions.“Adasha!” she called out.I turned to her, carefully neutral. Smiling would be too suspicious—after all, what did I have to smile about? Everyone in the pack must have heard Randy’s wrath last night when he punished me for talking to Alpha Jason.I let my exhaustion show, my sadness and brokenness
AdashaThere was no time to second-guess, no space for hesitation. I had been planning this moment for years—three long, agonizing years of plotting, preparing, and waiting for the right time to escape. Each failed attempt had come at a terrible cost.To Randy, my efforts to leave weren’t just acts of defiance; they were personal insults, each failure punished with a fury that left me shattered in every possible way. His rage broke my body and crushed my spirit, leaving scars that ran far deeper than the surface. Every attempt chipped away at who I once was, leaving only fragments of myself behind.But not this time.This time, I wasn’t planning to fail.Some might suggest I seek help from Randy’s family, but they were no saviors. They were as cruel as he was, circling me like vultures, eager for my downfall. Their judgment and disdain were relentless, treating me as though I should be grateful for a life that was never truly mine to begin with. Now I understood why: I wasn’t jus
AdashaMorning crept in slowly, the pale light casting long shadows across the room. Randy’s presence loomed heavy, as suffocating as ever.The buzz of his phone broke the silence, and he answered it sharply, his tone clipped and controlled.“Jason,” he said, and my stomach dropped. Why was Jason calling him?Anxiety surged through me, my pulse roaring in my ears as I strained to catch the other side of the conversation.Randy’s voice grew colder with each word. “I see,” he said, the sharp edge of anger unmistakable. His gaze turned to me, piercing and heavy, pinning me in place.I felt exposed, every secret laid bare under his suspicion.“Okay. Thank you,” he said curtly, ending the call.He set the phone aside and turned his full attention to me. His expression was dark, menacing, and my breath hitched as the silence stretched.“Did you think Jason would go against me, Adasha?” he asked, his voice low and deadly.I froze, panic surging. What had Jason told him?“Throwing yourself at
AdashaWhen Randy was finally done, I lay there, too broken to move. My body ached, my soul reduced to tatters.In his usual twisted way, Randy shifted from monster to caregiver, lifting me as though I were fragile, precious even. He cradled me against his chest, the contradiction in his touch as jarring as the bruises forming beneath my skin. Silent and shattered, I let him carry me to the bathroom. set me down gently, his hands careful now, as if to erase the brutality that had preceded this moment.The hot bath filled the room with steam, but I couldn’t feel its warmth. The water lapped at my skin, but all I felt was cold—an icy numbness that settled in my chest, spreading until it reached every corner of me. Cold and disgusted. Not just with him, but with myself.“You need to stop provoking me like this, Adasha,” he murmured, his tone soft, almost tender, as though he were comforting a wounded child. His hands moved the sponge over my battered skin with a gentleness that made
AdashaLiving in a gilded cage—this is my reality. For some of us, life becomes an inescapable trap, bound by invisible chains that are too tight, too complex to break. No matter how hard we try to free ourselves, we remain ensnared.At eighteen, I was chosen to be Luna of Woodshire. What should have been an honour quickly turned into a waking nightmare. Back then, Randy—my husband and Alpha—had seemed perfect. He was charming, attentive, and loving during our courtship. Everyone envied me, even to the point of jealousy. I lost friends over it, but I didn’t care. We weren’t fated mates, but I told myself love could grow.For the first year, it did seem like a dream. Then the dream soured. Randy revealed a darker side—jealous, controlling, violent. Every attempt I made to leave only worsened the situation.He wielded his power like a weapon, threatening to eliminate my parents if I tried to escape. It wasn’t an empty threat; Randy controlled the entire western territory and had the me...
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