All Chapters of Alpha's Eclipse: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

LIRAThe Elders sat in a semi-circle, their faces drawn and serious, eyes glinting under the flickering torches. The room felt suffocating, as if every inch of stone was watching me, bearing down on me. I had grown accustomed to their presence, but tonight, their silence was heavier, more deliberate. Each of them was a living relic of ages past—ancient, wise, and unsettling. Their eyes felt as though they could see straight through me, into some deeper truth I wasn’t sure I understood.I shifted uncomfortably under their stares, feeling small—like a child being scrutinized by those who held all the answers to questions I hadn’t even thought to ask.Elder Silas, at the far end of the circle, finally broke the silence. His silver hair, braided neatly down his back, shimmered faintly in the torchlight. His eyes—cold and calculating—fixed on me, and the weight of his gaze seemed to sink into my bones.“Lira Fenwick,” he said, his voice a low rumble, not unkind but certainly not comforting

LIRAThe Alpha’s house loomed at the center of the village—its wooden beams carved with ancient runes, windows glowing faintly from the inside. My feet dragged with each step toward the heavy doors. I hadn’t seen my father, Tobias Fenwick, all day, but I knew he’d been watching. He always was.When I pushed the doors open, the scent of cedar and burning herbs filled the air. My father stood near the wide hearth, his tall frame rigid. His dark hair, streaked with silver, was tied back, and his sharp features seemed carved from stone. His eyes—my eyes—were trained on me.“Lira.”His voice held the weight of an Alpha. Authority. Strength. But it was the tension in his stance that unsettled me.“You called for me?” I tried to sound casual.Tobias turned, folding his arms behind his back. His gaze swept over me, searching, calculating.“You went to the clearing again,” he said. “Where the eclipse touches the earth.”I stiffened. “It’s just a place.”“No, it’s not.” His voice was quiet but

LIRAHe wasn’t supposed to be real.The stories didn’t do him justice.Caius Vexmoor stood tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in black leathers that clung to his powerful frame. His silver eyes gleamed like moonlight on steel—cold, unreadable. But it wasn’t his reputation or power that terrified me.It was the way he looked at me.Like he already owned me.“Step back, Lira,” Tobias said, his voice low with warning.But Caius took a step forward.“I won’t repeat myself, Tobias. She comes with me.”My heart thundered.“Why?” I demanded. “Why me?”His gaze locked onto mine, and for a heartbeat, I thought I saw uncertainty flash across his face. But it was gone just as quickly."You’ll understand soon enough," Caius said, his voice still calm, almost amused. But I could hear the finality in his words. Like he was playing a game, and I was already a piece on his board.A shiver ran down my spine. I hated the way his gaze made me feel—like I was a toy to be played with. But even worse was t

CAIUSThe moment Lira went still in my arms, Fenrir stirred within me, his presence a low hum in the back of my mind.She’s afraid, Fenrir growled, his voice thick with both concern and irritation.I didn’t need him to tell me that. I could feel the tension in her body, the way her heart pounded against her ribs, fast and frantic. Her fear was raw, palpable. It almost bled into me, a reminder of how fragile this situation truly was.I sighed and loosened my grip just slightly. We’ll be stopping soon, I thought to him, trying to offer some semblance of reassurance—though I knew it would do little to calm her.Her silence was maddening. She said nothing, but I could feel her emotions swirling. Discomfort. Anger. Frustration. Every breath she took seemed to carry a weight of resistance. It was strange, this closeness. The bond between us, unspoken but undeniable, tugged at me in ways I hadn’t anticipated. A pull, fierce and unrelenting. And yet... something was wrong.Something isn’t rig

LIRAThe first few days in Grimhowl territory had been a test of wills.Caius, the infuriating Alpha, had made it clear that I was under his protection—which was just another way of saying I was trapped.The northern lands were colder, harsher than home. Snow blanketed the forests, ice clung to the rivers, and the air stung my skin like tiny needles. The Grimhowl wolves were different too—tough, battle-worn, but fiercely loyal to their Alpha.And Caius never left me alone.At first, I thought he wanted to keep an eye on me to prevent escape. But then I noticed the little things—how he always walked beside me, not ahead; how he made sure I had extra furs to keep warm; how he brought me food himself instead of letting his warriors serve me.It was unsettling.It was infuriating.And worse, it was working.Every time I caught his scent—smoky, rich, intoxicating—I felt my resolve waver. Every time his piercing silver eyes met mine, something inside me itched to surrender.I hated it.So,