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The howling wind of the Shadowfangs Pack sent chills down my spine as I stepped out of the sleek black SUV. The towering, fortress-like mansion loomed ahead, dark and unwelcoming, it’s irregular peaks piercing the stormy sky. The pack lands were eerily silent, the thick pines around me swaying ominously in the wind.
I inhaled sharply, the wild, musky scent of this territory setting my nerves on edge. Alpha Darius emerged from the vehicle beside me, his imposing frame as commanding as ever.
βWelcome to Shadowfangs” he said, his deep voice smooth but heavy with dominance. βI trust you’ll find your stay… memorable.”
I kept my expression neutral, though my stomach churned uneasily.
βI’m sure I will” I replied evenly.
As we entered the massive hall, I couldn’t ignore itβs grandeur. Gleaming black marble floors reflected the flickering light of crystal chandeliers, while mounted trophies of slain beasts lined the walls like silent threats. Pack members paused to eye me curiously, their whispers fading as Darius led me deeper into the mansion.
We reached his chambers at the top of a grand staircaseβa private sanctum that screamed both luxury and menace. Dark wood and steel dominated the space, the centerpiece being a massive bed draped in crimson sheets.
My muscles tensed when the door closed behind us, the sharp click of the lock echoing in my ears.
βRelax” Darius said with a low chuckle, but his tone only heightened my unease.
Without warning, he stepped closer, brushing my hair aside to tilt my chin upward. His fingers grazed the pulse in my neck as he leaned in, inhaling deeply. A grin spread across his face, sending a chill through my body.
βGood to see your father didnβt lie” he murmured smoothly. βNo mark. No mate.”
I swallowed hard, praying he couldnβt sense the storm brewing inside me. What he didnβt know was that I did have a mateβa mate who wanted nothing to do with me.
Dariusβs grin faltered as he studied me, his dark eyes narrowing.
βInteresting” he drawled, his breath ghosting against my cheek. βTell me, Nevaeh… are you hiding something?”
I shook my head quickly, keeping my voice steady.
βNo, Alpha.”
βGood.” His grin returned, sharper this time. βThen you’ll have no objections to becoming my Luna.” He chuckled darkly, his hand cupping my chin.
His eyes darkened as they roamed my face.
βYou’re a rare find, Nevaeh. Someone as unclaimed as you, with beauty like yours? A prize.”
I flinched at the word. He noticed but didnβt care. His hand slid along my jaw, his thumb brushing my cheek with sickening familiarity.
βYouβd make a fine Luna” he murmured, his breath dangerously close to my lips.
Every instinct screamed at me to act. Before he could close the distance, I shoved him back with all the strength I could muster.
βDonβt touch me!” I snapped.
Darius stumbled, his expression darkening with rage.
βYou dare defy me?” he growled, grabbing my face roughly with one hand. His fingers dug into my skin, forcing me to meet his blazing eyes.
βYou will become my Luna, and that is final!” he snarled. βYour place is here, right beside me, and you will learn to obey.”
He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper.
βThe sooner you accept your reality, the easier your stay will be.”
With that, he released me and stormed out. The sharp click of the lock sealed my fate, leaving me alone with the crushing weight of what had just happenedβand what was still to come.
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I sat stiffly on the edge of the plush armchair, staring at the plate of fruit Darius had placed on the table in front of me. The vibrant colorsβred, yellow, greenβseemed too bright, too cheerful. It was as if he were trying to force normalcy into an already suffocating situation.
Darius hovered nearby, his usual calm demeanor intact, but his gaze was sharp, studying me like a hawk. His unrelenting focus made my skin crawl.
βGo on, try itβ he coaxed, his voice smoothβalmost too smooth. βYouβll find it tastes better than you think.β
I didnβt move, still staring at the fruit as though it were a trap.
βI’m not in the mood” I replied calmly.
Darius sighed, a low, almost playful sound.
βIβll admit, youβre hard to pleaseβ he mused, stepping closer with the plate still in hand. βBut Iβm not going to let you starve. Not while youβre here. Not while youβre mine.β
The words hit harder than I expected, like a slap. The possessiveness in his tone, the finality of his claim, settled in my chest like a weight. I swallowed the discomfort but couldnβt fully shake it.
βYour family will be here soonβ Darius continued. βTheyβll have to adjust to life here, just like you. But donβt worry. Iβll take care of them, Nevaeh. Theyβll be safeβunder my protection.β
My heart skipped at the mention of my family. The thought of them living in this place, under his rule, made my stomach twist.
βWhat do you mean, take care of them?β I asked, striving to keep my voice neutral, though a flicker of worry crept through. βYouβre talking about my parents, arenβt you? Theyβll never accept this.β
Dariusβs lips twitched, but there was no humor in his eyesβonly a glint of something darker.
βYour father already has. The rest donβt have a choice. I wonβt give them one.β
I wanted to argue, to tell him my family wasnβt like thatβthat they would never bow to someone like him. But I bit my tongue. What good would it do? He already had my fate sealed, and I had no power to change it. Not yet, at least.
He placed the plate of fruit on the table between us and leaned in, just a little too close.
βWhat is it you want, deep down? Youβve fought me every step of the way, but you must know by nowβresistance is futile.β
βI want nothing from youβ I shot back, my tone steady despite the anger bubbling beneath the surface. βI want to leave. I want to be free.β
A slow smile crept across his face, but it didnβt reach his eyes.
βThatβs not going to happenβ he stated. βYouβll learn to accept your place. Eventually.β
I opened my mouth to retort, but before I could, a loud crash echoed from outside the room. My head snapped toward the door, my pulse racing. The sound was followed by angry, panicked shouts, then silence.
Darius tensed immediately, his expression hardening as a flicker of concern crossed his face.
βWhat the hell?β he muttered under his breath. He didnβt wait for an answer. Instead, he shot to his feet.
I rose too, hesitating for only a moment. Something was happeningβsomething big. And I needed to know what it was.
βStay hereβ he commanded before striding out.
But I didnβt stay. I couldnβt. Curiosityβor fearβpushed me forward, and I followed him into the hallway.
The chaos outside was overwhelming: shouts, hurried footsteps, and then the unmistakable thud of bodies hitting the ground.
I froze as I stepped into the corridor, my breath hitching. Dariusβs bodyguards lay sprawled on the groundβdead. Every single one of them.
Standing in their midst, his eyes cold and burning with fury, was Kane.
A shiver ran down my spine. His dark clothes clung to his frame, his posture radiated danger, and he seemed completely unfazed by the carnage around him.
His gaze lifted, locking with mine.
Time stopped.
Dariusβs breath hitched as he stepped forward, his jaw tight with barely concealed rage.
βWhat the hell do you think youβre doing?β he barked.
Kane didnβt flinch. His eyes remained fixed on me, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
βJust cleaning up a messβ he replied, his voice calm, almost mocking.
I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest. Kane was here. In Shadowfangs. And he had killed Dariusβs guards without hesitation.
βYou donβt get to do this. This is my territory, Kaneβ Darius advanced, fists clenched.
Kane tilted his head, the smirk deepening.
βDo you know what happens to men who take whatβs mine?β His voice was a low growl, a promise of violence.
I didnβt know what to think or feel. Kane had come for Darius because of me?
And I was caught in the middle of it all.
