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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 · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
130 Chs

unexpected ally

Lyra woke up the next morning feeling more tired than rested. Her mind was clouded with thoughts of the future. Alaric's plans still loomed over her like a storm, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she needed to act before it was too late.

She sat on the edge of her bed, staring out the small window at the soft sunlight peeking through the trees. Her son, still fast asleep in his crib, looked peaceful. The sight of him gave her strength, but it also filled her with worry. She had to protect him, no matter what.

Mina walked in quietly, carrying a tray of tea and bread. "Good morning, my lady," she said softly, setting the tray down on the table.

Lyra gave her a weak smile. "Morning, Mina. Thank you." She poured herself a cup of tea, the warm aroma filling the room.

"Did you sleep at all?" Mina asked, concern in her voice.

"Not much," Lyra admitted. "There's so much on my mind. I keep thinking about Alaric… and what his next move might be."