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The Alpha's prey

The Alpha's prey Lyra Blackwood has been running her entire life. As the last surviving member of her disgraced family, she’s been hunted, hated, and feared. But nothing could prepare her for being captured by Kael Wolfe—the brutal, merciless Alpha of a rival pack. Cold and calculated, Kael sees Lyra as nothing more than a means to an end, a pawn in his quest for revenge against the bloodline that betrayed him years ago. Thrown into his world, Lyra is held captive under Kael’s control, forced to submit to the will of a man who thrives on power and domination. He wants to break her, bend her to his will, and make her suffer for the sins of her family. But Lyra is no helpless prey. Despite the chains that bind her, she refuses to bow to him, challenging Kael at every turn. Their mutual hatred fuels a dark and dangerous attraction. The more Kael tries to dominate her, the more he becomes consumed by an obsession he never expected. And as the full moon approaches, so does a curse that ties their fates together in ways neither of them can escape. Their passion is raw, violent, and unforgiving—a battle for control as much as it is a descent into desire. But what begins as punishment turns into something darker and more twisted, as Kael realizes that breaking Lyra might mean breaking himself. As they teeter on the edge of madness, Lyra must decide whether to trust the man who once vowed to destroy her, or let the forces hunting her finally claim her life. Bound by hatred, bound by desire, they’re forced to face a love that could destroy them both—or consume them entirely. In this dark, primal world where loyalty is a weapon and betrayal is everywhere, Lyra and Kael’s fate is sealed beneath the moon—locked in a brutal dance of love and power they can no longer control.

Giselle_lynette · Fantasía
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The final stand

The forest was quiet, tense with the silence before a storm. Every wolf in Kael's pack stood on edge, eyes sharp, muscles ready to spring. They were waiting for the enemy—Marcus and his army—to appear from the shadows.

Lyra stood next to Kael, her hand in his, her heart pounding with both fear and determination. She was ready to fight. She would fight for herself, for Kael, and for the pack that had become her family.

Kael squeezed her hand, his gaze steady and serious. "Stay close to me, Lyra," he said. "Marcus will do anything to get to you. But this time, we'll end it."

Lyra nodded, pushing down her fear. She looked around at the wolves. Some were in human form, tense and ready, while others had already transformed, their glowing eyes fierce, their fur bristling. They were ready to defend their pack with everything they had.