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Alpha's Dark Desires

Alpha Kane is notorious in the werewolf world—a ruthless leader whose enemies tremble at his approach. Known as the "Ladykiller," he has left a trail of satisfied women, all yearning for a taste of his intense passion. With a reputation for electrifying encounters, he reigns supreme in the realm of desire, leaving a legacy of pleasure in his wake. At 28, Kane has resigned himself to a life of dominance and pleasure, convinced he will never find his mate. That is until fate introduces him to Elena, a captivating and naive young woman whose purity stands in stark contrast to his dark desires. When their paths cross, he is struck by the intensity of their connection but is equally horrified by the idea of tainting her innocence with his brutal needs. Kane grapples with a tumultuous dilemma: Should he protect her from the dark passions that define him, or will she ignite a fire within him that challenges his very identity? As he struggles to reconcile his predatory instincts with the tender bond forming between them, the stakes rise. Can he tame his ruthless nature to embrace the love he never expected? Or will his fears drive them apart, leaving them both unfulfilled? As desire collides with innocence, Elena must decide: will she surrender to the alpha’s intoxicating allure and explore the depths of her own passions, or will she find the strength to confront his demons and demand the love she deserves? In this gripping tale of power, submission, and redemption, witness a love story where dark desires collide with the purity of the heart, challenging the boundaries of pleasure and passion. Will Kane become the prince charming he never thought he could be, or will he forever remain a prisoner of his own dark legacy?

lucy_mumbua · แฟนตาซี
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121 Chs

The New Beginning Tainted By The Ghost Of The Closet

Elena's POV

Okay, I'll admit it—Kane can be charming when he wants to be. Sometimes infuriating, sure, but when he softens up like he did this morning, he's almost impossible to resist. I knew the second he said he'd make breakfast that the results would probably be disastrous, but it was the effort that mattered. And honestly? It was kind of endearing.

He was so proud, watching me as I ate those god-awful pancakes. I had to tell him they were great, even though every bite felt like I was committing some sort of culinary crime against my taste buds. The way his face lit up at my half-hearted compliment was enough to make me bite back the truth. I mean, who am I to crush his spirit after he went through all that trouble?

But then—then—he had to go and ruin it by suggesting lunch.