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Avenging Luna

Leila's, the daughter of a powerful Alpha, is cast aside by her father after being born as his first child. Disappointed that she cannot inherit his title, he sacrifices her to settle a debt with a notoriously brutal rival pack. Sentenced to a life of slavery, Leila's is subjected to unspeakable cruelty, her spirit hardened by the abuse she endures. Driven by a thirst for vengeance, Leila's vows to reclaim her honor and seek retribution against her father and her captors. Her life takes a turn when she escapes her torturous existence and encounters her destined mate. He introduces her to a world of love, protection, and comfort—a stark contrast to the harsh life she has known. With her mate’s unwavering support and the skills he helps her acquire, Leila's transforms from a mild, innocent young woman into a formidable force. As she prepares to exact her revenge, she grapples with the darkness within her, ultimately seeking to quench her thirst for vengeance while navigating the complexities of love and power. 'Turning Dark' is a gripping tale of betrayal, transformation, and the quest for justice as Leila rises from the ashes of her past to become a force to be reckoned with.

lucy_mumbua · Fantasía
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151 Chs

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Drake's POV:

The kiss was rough, desperate, and full of the fire that had been simmering between us for far too long. My hands slid down her back, pulling her closer, and she responded more intense. The cold water did little to cool the fire burning inside her. Leila's hands were everywhere, tracing the muscles of my chest, sliding down my sides, her touch both a comfort and a torment.

"Drake," she whispered again, her voice soft but urgent, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer. "Please..."

I knew I had to resist. I knew that giving in now would only make things worse, that she needed me to be strong for her. But with her so close, her body pressed against mine, it was becoming harder and harder to think clearly. Her scent, her warmth, the softness of her skin—it was all too much.

"Leila," I murmured, trying to pull back, but she clung to me, her eyes filled with a need that mirrored my own. "I... I can't..."