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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 · 奇幻言情
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130 Chs
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Preparing for war

The air was heavy with anticipation, every breath Lyra took feeling weighted with the knowledge of what was to come. The camp was alive with activity, wolves moving in every direction, their eyes alert and focused. They were preparing for the inevitable confrontation with Marcus, but no one could say exactly when it would strike.

Lyra stood in the center of the courtyard, watching as the wolves trained and fortified their defenses. Kael had ordered every able-bodied wolf to be on high alert, their perimeter guarded at all times. The northern border was Marcus's most likely point of attack, but they couldn't afford to be complacent.

Kael stood a short distance away, his arms crossed over his chest as he surveyed the preparations. His expression was hard, but Lyra could sense the tension beneath the surface. He hadn't spoken much since they'd agreed to face Marcus together, and the weight of his silence was starting to feel unbearable.