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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 · Fantasia
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127 Chs

A heart in Chains

Kael's body hit the ground with a sickening thud, the force of Marcus's blow knocking the wind out of him. His wolf form flickered, his body struggling to maintain its strength, but Lyra could see the pain etched in every movement, every labored breath.

Blood stained the earth beneath him, dark and glistening under the moonlight. Kael's chest heaved as he fought to push himself up, his muscles trembling with the effort. But Marcus was relentless, towering over him, his claws gleaming as he prepared for the killing strike.

"No!" Lyra's voice broke the silence, raw and desperate.

She surged forward, her heart pounding in her chest as she stumbled toward them, her breath coming in shallow, panicked bursts. Her mind screamed at her to run, to flee before Marcus turned his fury on her, but she couldn't leave Kael. Not like this. Not when he was fighting for her.

"Please, Marcus—stop!" she cried, her voice shaking with emotion. "Don't kill him. Please."