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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 · Fantaisie
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In the eye of the storm

The air inside the Silver Hollow was thick, almost suffocating with the weight of old magic. Lyra could feel it pressing against her skin, sinking into her bones. It wasn't the comforting kind of magic she had felt in fleeting moments before. This was something darker, ancient, and raw.

Kael's hand hadn't left hers since they entered the fortress, his grip steady but tense. They were safe for now, or at least as safe as they could be. But even this sanctuary had its limits.

Lyra glanced around the vast stone structure, her breath still ragged from the climb. Shadows danced across the walls, cast by the flickering torches Kael had lit when they first entered. The fortress was massive, its labyrinthine corridors stretching far beyond what the eye could see. Yet, despite its size, it felt like the walls were closing in on her.