HIS to CLAIM ALPHA ZEKE
He marked her like property.Then Completely turned on her
Cecelia was never meant to survive the bond, she was just meant to bleed for it.chosen for her pack use for an alignment, discarded when she became inconvenient.zeke took everything from her: her freedom, her future,and something she never meant to give; her heart
But she didn't die.
She learned.
Now she's back, unrecognizable, with poison in her smile and vengeance stitched into her skin. His mark still burns on her body.But the girl he broke is gone
And the woman she's become want nothing to do
with him she doesn't want his love
She wants him to break
And this time, she'll make sure he stays broken
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Chapter 4
Three years later
"Mama, look what I drew!"Golden's excited voice pulled me from the kitchen as he burst through the door, his preschool drawing clutched in his tiny hands.
My heart clenched the way it always did when I looked at him.Three years old and already so much like his father; the He's going to start asking questions soon."same wheat-colored hair, the same stubborn chin, and those eyes.
God, those eyes were exactly like Zeke's, molten gold that seemed to see right through you.
"Let me see, swee
"I swore a lot of things."theart."I set down the kettle and lifted him onto my lap, studying his crayon masterpiece."Is this our house?"
"Uh-huh!And that's you, and that's me, and that's Aunty Fatima!"He pointed to each stick figure with pride."Miss Sarah says I'm the best drawer in class."
"You absolutely are."I pressed a kiss to the top of his head, breathing in his sweet scent."Why don't you go show Aunty Fatima?She's in the back counting today's catch."
Golden scrambled down and raced toward the storage room, his little feet pounding against the wooden floors.I smiled as watched him go, my chest tight with so much love for him.Love for this perfect little boy who'd become my entire world.
"Your boy's got too much energy," Fatima grumbled as he emerged from the back room, Golden clinging to her weathered hand. "Reminds me of my children at that age.Always into something.Never staying at ne place.""Speaking of which," I glanced at the clock, "I should get him ready for lunch soon.You know how it is a hassle to strip him of his clothes so that I can bath him."
As soon as Golden heard the word 'bath' he ran into the backroom, and me and Fatima chuckled.
Fatima helped me lay out the dining for the dishes.
"Where are your children?"I asked her."Aren't they supposed to be back from school?"
"I let them play by the shore," "Is that safe Fatima?"my voice grew worried.She smiled brightly at me."They all know how to swim."
I set some vegetables to boil, and I sat down by the dining, Fatima slipped in beside me. ."Cecelia, I've been meaning to ask.You ever think about... well, about Golden's father?He's going to start asking questions soon."
I sat up straighter, alarmed by the sentence.."There's nothing to discuss.Golden has everything he needs right here."
"I'm not trying to pry, but-" "Mama!"Golden's scream cut through the air like a blade."Mama, help!"
I spun around, but he was gone.The back door hung open, creaking in the harbor breeze.
"Golden!"I sprinted outside, Fatima close behind me."Golden, where are you?"
Golden!"We both yelled
simultaneously. we were greeted with deafening silence.
The only noise was the cry of seagulls and the lapping of waves against the dock."Check the boat slips," Fatima shouted and I could hear the tremor in her voice.She walked toward the market."I'll take the street."
My wolf senses kicked in as panic flooded my system.I could smell Golden's scent, faint but growing fainter, leading toward the tree line behind the Fishermen's warehouse.My heart hammered as I followed the trail, calling his name until my voice went hoarse.
Nothing.My baby was gone.
By evening, we had alerted the pack, and half the pack was
searching.Fatima organized search parties while the men combed every inch of Seacreek territory.I sat in the pack house, staring at Golden's drawing, my hands shaking so violently I could barely hold it.
"We'll find him," Fatima said softly, placing a warm cup of tea in my hands."These things happen sometimes.Kids wander off-"
"He didn't wander off."My voice came out flat, like all my life have been stolen from me "Someone took him.I can feel it."
Fatima squeezed my shoulder."The Seacreek pack isn't large, but we're thorough.We've searched everywhere twice.If he's in our territory-"
"He's not."I stood abruptly, the cup clattering to the floor."Whoever took him is long gone by now."
"Cecelia, you need to rest.You can't help Golden if you collapse from exhaustion."
Rest?How could I rest when my son; my golden boy was out there somewhere, probably scared and crying for his mama?
I looked outside and it was past sunset.If he had indeed wandered off, he would hav eocme home.He knew his way home.Somebody would have seen him.Somebody would have brought him back to me.
I closed my eyes, and suddenly I could see Zeke's face as clearly as if he were standing in front of me.Zeke, with his resources and connections.Zeke, who commanded respect and fear across multiple territories.Zeke, who could find anyone, anywhere.
The thought made me sick, butwhat choice did I have?
"I know someone who can help," I whispered, hating myself for the words."Someone with the resources to search beyond Seacreek."
Fatima looked up from the tea she was sadly spooning. "Who is that?"
"You will not know him but he used to leave in the pack where I came from?"
She stood up."If you're going to your former pack, then I am coming with you."I placed my hands on her shoulders."You don't have to."Her eyes held confusion.I swallowed."It's something I have to do alone."
Fatima's eyes widened with understanding."Cecelia, no.You swore you'd never-"
"I swore a lot of things."I picked up Golden's drawing, folding it carefully and tucking it into my pocket."But my son's life is worth more than my pride."
"No, Cecelia."She grabbed onto me as I made to turn away."It's best you inform the Alpha and have the Alpha meet Zeke on your behalf."
"And where will that have me be?"My Voice cracked with tears."Sitting around here, when I can be helping instead."
I met her gaze, seeing my own desperation reflected in her eyes."But who would have taken him?Why?"
I shook my head, the tears threatening to spill on my cheeks.And now I was going to see the one person I hoped I'd never have to face again.
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8.1
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What she didn't expect was the nightmare waiting at the top of the stairs- Thane Adams, her new stepbrother. The same sinfully irresistible stranger she had a reckless, heartbreak-fueled hookup with the night she caught her boyfriend, Raymond cheating.
What begins as tension and denial soon becomes a desire neither of them can control. But in a house full of secrets, lies, hidden agendas, and a father who will ruin anyone who threatens his legacy and reputation... falling for each other isn't just forbidden. It's dangerous. A love born in the dark may cost them everything, even their family, their future, and each other.
7.6
Have you ever eaten "Reptilian" meat?
My grandfather said he had.
Creatures that looked exactly like us on the outside, but were fundamentally different on the inside. Extremely dangerous, yet incredibly delicious.
Before he died, my grandfather left behind a notebook. The first page read: "Reptilian look exactly like humans, but human instinct can tell them apart."
The moment my cousin Braden returned for my grandfather's funeral, my gut told me: he wasn't human!
8.6
Today was my father's grand second wedding, but for me, it was the anniversary of my mother's death.
My new stepmother, Marley, who was only four years older than me, cornered me. To establish her dominance as the new Luna, she ordered her servants to force me to my knees and violently ripped my late mother's necklace from my neck.
It was the only memento my mother had left me. Marley sneered, threw it to the ground, and shattered the gems. When I scrambled to pick up the broken pieces, she dug her high-heeled shoe into the back of my hand, mocking me as dirty trash. No one stepped in to help. My father was too busy celebrating his new marriage under the dazzling lights, completely erasing my mother's memory and leaving me to be abused in my own pack.
My heart was full of grievance and despair. Why did my mother's lifelong devotion end with her grave desolate and her daughter humiliated? I swore I would never become a weak, discarded she-wolf whose life depended on a man.
Desperate to escape the suffocating wedding, I ran outside and stumbled right into the chest of a terrifying stranger.
"No one should ever touch what is precious to you."
His golden eyes blazed with fury as sparks instantly shot through my veins. He was Kade Blackwood, the ruthless Alpha of the feared Blood Moon Pack—and my fated mate.
7.5
Lila Ashworth is believed to be the weakest omega in Silver Moon Pack since the night she was found nearly drowning as a child, when the Elders failed to detect her true powers. She shares the secret of her unexpected pregnancy only with Elena, her surrogate mother, having no idea how it happened. When Alpha Kai publicly rejects her as his mate despite their true bond, choosing duty over love, her rival Raven exposes the pregnancy, leading to Lila's exile from the pack.
During her exile, Lila discovers she carries the ancient Moon Goddess bloodline, making her one of the most powerful werewolves alive. Under the training of Marcus Chen, a former military supernatural expert, she transforms from weak omega to formidable warrior while raising her twin children, Aria and Ash, who display extraordinary abilities. Through her wolf Eryndra, she learns to control her supernatural powers.
Years later, Lila returns to Silver Moon Pack intending to collect Elena and take revenge, but finds the pack under threat from devastating war. When pack members doubt her again, she reveals the full extent of her powers in battle. Her return catches the attention of ruthless Alpha King Dante Blackwood, who demands to claim her through forced mating, threatening to kill anyone who opposes him. Though Lila wants to fight back, the Moon Goddess appears in her dreams and warns her against it.
Caught between her remorseful former mate Kai and the politically powerful Dante, Lila must navigate deadly pack politics while protecting her children. As supernatural war erupts, she embraces her destiny as the prophesied leader who will unite all werewolf packs.
8.2
In the year 2333, humanity has fallen and ruled by werewolves. Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion.
However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her.
He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave.
My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides.
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"Yes please." She begs.
"Then fucking let me in." I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy.
It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric.
But I never claimed to be saint.
"Here that baby, that's the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me."
"Lazarus." She moans painfully, "Please let me come."
I'm doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I'm definitely hurting her, "Wanna come?" I rasped, "Not until I say so."
Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks.
"Fuck yes." I smile sadistically, licking her tears. "Cry for me Ma Cherie."
"Please, please let me come My King." She pleads.
"Say it again." Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, "My King, please let me come. I'll be good."
I chuckled, "Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you."
8.9
I was the lead architect for the Pack's billion-dollar tech company, and I was secretly carrying the Alpha's heir.
I thought the merger would finally make Caleb Mark me.
Instead, I walked into my office to find a mistress sitting in my chair.
Caleb didn't just fire me. When I refused to hand over the encryption keys to the system I built, he locked me in a reinforced closet lined with silver mesh.
For a pregnant wolf, silver is poison.
I pounded on the door until my knuckles bled.
"Caleb! Please! It burns! I'm losing the baby!"
I screamed until my voice broke, feeling the life drain from my womb.
But outside the door, his mistress laughed. "Don't listen to her, Caleb. She's just a weak Omega faking it for attention."
And my Fated Mate believed her.
He left me in that dark box while our son died in a pool of my own blood.
He thought he had broken me. He thought I would die a silent death so he could parade his fake heir around.
He forgot one thing: I wrote the code that runs his entire life.
Three days later, I didn't show up to the hospital morgue.
I rolled my wheelchair onto the stage of his global press conference, flanked by the rival Alpha he feared most.
I held up the remote to the main server.
"You killed my son for a lie, Caleb," I smiled into the microphone as the screens behind him broadcast the footage of his crime. "Now, say goodbye to your empire."