All Chapters of Alpha’s thirst for Ember : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ember’s POV Living in Alpha Thorne’s territory has its advantages. It was so big that I rarely had to worry about crossing paths with him, and It was my intention to keep it that way. The last thing I needed was for him to discover I was the daughter of his old rival. If he ever figured that out, I had no doubt my days would end in misery, or worse. My duties here are simple, cleaning the servants quarters and attending to the decorative flowers and trees scattered across the estate. The gardens were beautiful, a harsh contrast to the tough reality of life in this place. They reminded me of home, though that memory was fading faster than I cared to admit to myself. Kaya, of course, never left my side and I suspected her loyalty wasn’t entirely selfless. As a human among wolves, she counted on me for protection. The other werewolves in the servants camp could be brutal, and my presence kept them at bay. Not that I minded though, having someone to talk to kept the loneliness from swal

Ember‘s POV The young wolf at my feet lay still, his breaths shallow but steady, and i nudged him with my nose, taking in his scent. He wasn’t from the outsiders, at least, that much I was sure of. His fur was warm, soft, and smelled faintly of the earth, like he’d been hiding in the woods for hours. I bit down gently on the base of his neck, trying to lift him, but he was heavier than I expected. Too heavy for me to carry far. With no other choice, I began dragging him. My jaws ached from the effort, but I refused to let go. He was defenseless, and i needed to help him. Maybe it was the way he seemed so small, even in wolf form, or the quiet trust in the way he let me handle him. The snap of a twig froze me mid step. I dropped the young wolf and spun toward the sound, every muscle in my body tensed. The forest around us had gone unnaturally quiet. My ears twitched, searching for any hint of movement. Paws crunching leaves, faint but deliberate, my heart hammered in my chest, the i

Third person pov Thorne staggered back into the mansion, the wound on his side still raw and bloody, the pain sharp enough to make him hiss with each step. His body was healing, but exhaustion slowed the process. His wolf was strong, but even he had limits, and tonight had pushed him close to breaking point. He grabbed a coat near the entrance, throwing it over his naked body as he shifted back to human, his movements stiff from the lingering pain. Darius followed closely behind, his expression grim as he took in Thorne’s state. “Alpha, let me summon the healers. You’re…” “No.” Thorne’s voice was sharp, cutting off any argument. “I’ll handle it. Leave me.” “But, Alpha…” “I don’t need to repeat myself, Darius,” Thorne growled, his tone leaving no room for argument. He pressed a hand to his side, feeling the sticky warmth of blood against his fingers. Darius hesitated, and tilted his head. “The guards lost the prisoner,” he said. “Overpowered by rogues. But we’re already sweeping

In the chill dark of the night, the servants lit spaced, controlled fires and sat around them in cliques, speaking in hushed tones. Kaya, Raphael, and Ember sat around a small fire of their own. Ember stared off into the night, deep in thought, conflicted about the turn of events. Finding a mate had once been the least of her worries, now it was at the forefront. And of all people, it had to be Alpha Thorne, a ruthless, evil man. She knew little about his connection to her family, only that her father had died by his hands during an altercation over pack territory. Her mother never spoke much about it, but the resentment she harbored for Thorne ran deep. She had planned her revenge through her children, Caden and Ember. Except Ember didn’t care for revenge, she just wanted to live far away from all the politics and power plays. Caden was still too young, but she saw how their mother groomed him, feeding him stories to stoke and increase his hatred for Thorne. What would she think no

Back at Thorne’s mansion, the hallways buzzed with noisy activity, intruding on his sleep. He woke up groggily, and the first thing he did was scan his room for Serene. When he didn’t spot her, he sighed with relief and wiped a hand over his face in regret. He had just made a grave mistake. He fucked another Alpha’s Luna, twice. Twice! Unprotected. He groaned, rising from the bed. As he paced the room, his eyes landed on the recliner, where the deed was done. Rage surged in his chest, and he marched over to it, gripping it tightly before flinging it out of the window. Glass shattered, and rained down to the ground floor below. He heard shocked gasps from the staff and pack members who had witnessed the flying chair. ‘Mate’, his wolf groaned in his head. “Oh, give it a rest, will you?!” he hissed, his voice coated with disgust. “She is NOT worthy.” Suddenly, he was overwhelmed with emotion from the mate bond. All the feelings he had locked away the previous night, just to have hi