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Runaway Unatha

"You," He repeated, his breath coming out rather heavily as he took a step closer to me. In that moment, it was as if my body was on the verge of erupting into flames. To have him near me was to feel the pull of desire, an overwhelming need to touch him, to let my fingers dance across his face, and to surrender to the promise of all the things he could do to me. His eyes stared deeply, probing as if attempting to unearth every dark secret I had ever hidden throughout my life. Within his gaze, there were two emotions locked in a fierce battle for control: desire and disgust. As he opened his mouth to speak, his eyes were filled with hatred. "You don't have a wolf." ~ In the wolf pack of Nightfang, where power and privilege reigned supreme, Unatha was an anomaly. A girl without a wolf, she had been rejected by her so-called mate and left to navigate the treacherous and dangerous world on her. But destiny had other plans. In a twist of fate, Unatha discovered that her heart was meant for another, not just any other, but the Alpha King, a powerful Lycan whose authority was unchallenged. As the secrets of her true lineage unraveled, Unatha found herself at the center of a supernatural world far more complex than she could have ever imagined. As she delved deeper into this hidden realm, Unatha unearthed ancient rivalries, unearthly powers, and a love she never thought possible. But in this perilous journey, not all were allies, and not all were what they seemed.

ZuriA03 · Fantasi
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64 Chs

Alpha Zane

ZANE'S POV

I hurried through the dense forest, my senses on high alert. Damon had alerted me to Unatha's reckless venture into the woods. At first, I had told him, Sabrina, and Anthony to handle it, to keep an eye on her from a distance and make sure she was safe.

But then something changed. Damon signaled urgently that they had caught the scent of two other werewolves nearby. My heart quickened. Two other werewolves? In our territory? That was a situation I couldn't ignore.

I continued deeper into the woods, my senses sharp. The scent of unfamiliar wolves grew stronger, mingling with the familiar scent of our pack. I could feel my Lycan instincts kicking in, the urge to protect our territory and our pack overriding everything else.

Then, there they were. Two figures in the moonlit forest, their scents unmistakably foreign. My instincts told me they were Nightfang wolves, intruding into our territory.