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Alpha's Dark Desires

Alpha Kane is notorious in the werewolf world—a ruthless leader whose enemies tremble at his approach. Known as the "Ladykiller," he has left a trail of satisfied women, all yearning for a taste of his intense passion. With a reputation for electrifying encounters, he reigns supreme in the realm of desire, leaving a legacy of pleasure in his wake. At 28, Kane has resigned himself to a life of dominance and pleasure, convinced he will never find his mate. That is until fate introduces him to Elena, a captivating and naive young woman whose purity stands in stark contrast to his dark desires. When their paths cross, he is struck by the intensity of their connection but is equally horrified by the idea of tainting her innocence with his brutal needs. Kane grapples with a tumultuous dilemma: Should he protect her from the dark passions that define him, or will she ignite a fire within him that challenges his very identity? As he struggles to reconcile his predatory instincts with the tender bond forming between them, the stakes rise. Can he tame his ruthless nature to embrace the love he never expected? Or will his fears drive them apart, leaving them both unfulfilled? As desire collides with innocence, Elena must decide: will she surrender to the alpha’s intoxicating allure and explore the depths of her own passions, or will she find the strength to confront his demons and demand the love she deserves? In this gripping tale of power, submission, and redemption, witness a love story where dark desires collide with the purity of the heart, challenging the boundaries of pleasure and passion. Will Kane become the prince charming he never thought he could be, or will he forever remain a prisoner of his own dark legacy?

lucy_mumbua · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
107 Chs

Crazy Drunk

KANE POV:

Her hands roamed over my shoulders, down my back, pulling me closer. "Kane," she murmured, her voice breathless, "I want you."

Goddess help me, I wanted her too. More than anything. But this wasn't right. Not like this.

I pulled back slightly, resting my forehead against hers. "Elena, you're drunk," I said, my voice hoarse.

She looked up at me, her expression somewhere between frustration and heartbreak. "I don't care. I want you, Kane. Please."

I clenched my jaw, fighting every primal instinct screaming at me to take her. "You'll thank me in the morning," I muttered, forcing myself to pull away.

She sat up, tears streaming down her face. "Do you not want me?" she asked, her voice trembling.

My heart shattered at the sight of her crying. "Of course I want you," I said, my voice firm. "But not like this. Not when you won't even remember it tomorrow."