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The Alpha CEO's Forbidden Omega

I still remember the second my life cracked open. Before the club. Before the mask. Before I let a stranger ruin me on moonlit silk and walk away like it meant nothing. My name is Aurora Vale. Twenty-three. Art student. Waitress. Broke. The only family I have left is my grandmother – the woman who pulled me from the wreckage of a “car crash” when I was three and raised me alone. She told me my parents died that night. I believed her. Right now she’s on life support. The bill is three hundred and twelve thousand dollars and climbing. I have twenty-three dollars in my account. So when my roommate pressed a silver fox mask and a borrowed dress into my hands and said, “One night to forget everything,” I went. Club Eclipse. Masks mandatory. No names. No phones. No tomorrow. I never expected him. He was darkness in an Armani suit. Tall enough that I had to tilt my head back. Black hair falling over eyes that glowed liquid gold. When his hand settled on the small of my back, heat shot through me so hard my knees almost gave out. I lied and said my name was Red. He smirked and told me to call him Sir. We didn’t waste time on words. I remember the mirrored elevator. I remember the grand piano under my thighs. I remember waking up alone at dawn with bruises shaped like fingerprints and a black card on the pillow: Until the next full moon, little fox. Three weeks later I was on my bathroom floor staring at two pink lines. Pregnant. By a man whose real name I didn’t know. I spent the next month pretending the nausea was stress, pretending I could do this alone, pretending the black card didn’t haunt me. Then one rainy Tuesday the devil walked through my apartment door like he owned the building. He did. Cassian Lockwood. CEO of Lockwood Enterprises. The man the world fears. He stood dripping rain on my cracked linoleum, golden eyes locked on me, and said, “Marry me.” Not a question. A demand. Ten million dollars. Every hospital bill erased. Two years of pretending to be his wife. Why? Because in thirty days the werewolf council will strip him of his Alpha King title unless he presents a Luna. And he is out of time. And because I’m carrying his child. I laughed until I cried. I called him insane. I told him I’d rather die. That was when his eyes flashed wolf-gold and the air turned heavy. “I’ve been hunting you for five weeks, Aurora. Your scent is in my blood. Walk away if you want – I will always follow.” I signed the contract the day my grandmother opened her eyes and whispered my name. Two years. Separate bedrooms. No feelings. Those were my rules. Cassian never agreed to follow them. He moves me into his glass palace above the city. He dresses me in gowns that cost houses. He parades me at every gala, daring the werewolf world to challenge his human Luna. He growls at any male who looks too long. Every full moon he paces outside my door, claws scraping, breathing my name like it hurts. Then my wolf awakens. Pregnancy and proximity to my true mate shatter the binding spell my mother died casting. For the first time Cassian smells Silver Moon on my skin – the pack his father slaughtered twenty years ago. Everything explodes. He rejects me in front of the entire council under a storm-lit sky. He calls me the enemy. He tells me a Lockwood would rather die than bind himself to Silver Moon blood. He throws me into the rain with nothing but the twins growing inside me. I disappear. For three years I hide. I raise our son and daughter alone. I teach them to fear the name Lockwood. For three years Cassian tears continents apart searching, half mad with guilt and mate-bond withdrawal. When he finally finds us, he falls to his knees. He offers his empire, he offers his throat. Reject me, kill me just distance yourself and my kids from me again. I swore I would make him suffer. But our children have his Golden eyes and every time they laugh they make my walls crack.
Demo22 · 2.8k Views

Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

[Mature Content Warning] She wanted to just end her mission and go back to her political marriage, but he had already claimed her his possession. Selene Adawolfa, the Princess of the Adalopha kingdom. Promises her father to bring peace to the village in their kingdom, by ending the age-old war, without revealing her identity. On the first day of becoming part of the Winterwells pack in disguise, she gets herself into trouble. The unexpected turn of events brings her in contact with Fang Warchild, the alpha of the neighbouring village. The most handsome, yet the most vicious man in the entire kingdom who recognises her at the very first glance. And he was ready to ruin her mission just for the sake of owning her! (The story takes place in the 90s so you will find technology in it!) ——[snippet]—— He approached me as his footsteps resonated in the dead silence inside the tent, and I couldn't get myself to step back waiting stunned. Stepping closer he lifted my chin asking again, "do you still choose otherwise Princess?" I gulped, knowing Fang would understand very well what was on my mind, all my lies would be useless in front of how well he knew every nook and cranny of my brain. Mustering all the strength inside me I whispered, diverting my eyes, answering exactly what he didn't want to hear right now, "Yes!" A vicious smirk played on his face as he lifted me by my collar, while I tip-toed barely able to find the ground, trying to match his towering height. "I don't like it when someone touches what is mine," he leaned closer, his tall stature hovering over me just inches from my face and his infuriated breath crawling on my soft skin, "and you better know that your entirety belongs to only me!" ---- All credits of the art used to belong to its owner ---- Discord: https://discord.gg/ZhjZ9aHEZ6
Eaagles_wings · 2m Views

The Lost Moon of silver

"Please, I have to go home." That's what I told the man in front of me. I begged him to let me go, but in my heart, I pray he never will.  How crazy is that? How can I feel safer with a stranger I've just met than the man who was supposed to love me until death? Why does he look at me like I'm the most beautiful thing in the world? Does he see the bruises? Is that why he's doing this? I should've never left the house, but I couldn't let him win. Not this time, but I hadn't counted on this. "He'll never hurt you again." I want to believe those words, but I don't know if I can. What if I'm going crazy? What if it's all a dream, and I wake up in the nightmare that's my life? I shouldn't trust him, but gods, why does his voice affect me like this? Why does he smell like lightning storms and heather? "Nefretiri? Do you know what a mate is?" No, he didn't just say that! Life isn't supposed to be this dark. That's what Nefretiri Jordans believed until her world came crumbling down. Her marriage was now a game of slave and master, and she would never win. Not when her husband was cruel enough to bring his mistresses to the house and act like Nefra was nothing more than a servant. She wants to run, but she can't. He'll never let her go, especially not with their new daughter. So, she has no choice but to live in hell and do her best to stay sane. Unfortunately, that line of sanity suddenly breaks when Ricky goes too far, and Nefra makes a stupid choice. After all, it's just a cake. Who cared about that?  Fate has a cruel sense of humor, and Nefra quickly learns that nothing is by chance. So, what started as a painful but necessary trip to the store turned into an unexpected adventure.  After all, she never put mate on her shopping list. Not that it mattered to Ivan. The Alpha of the Sebryanny Kinzhal pack from Colorado who's slowly coming back from a year of hell. All he wanted was to find peace and figure out what he was supposed to do with his life. The moon goddess had an answer, and she set him up to find the one thing he needed to be saved.  So, when Nefra crashed into his truck and he saw her, Ivan knew she was his destiny. Unfortunately for him, she's not on board and seems to belong to someone else. If Ivan wants Nefretiri to be his, he'll need to do more than earn her trust. Dark secrets are waiting to devour both of them, and more than one enemy is watching in the shadows to claim what both unknowingly hold.  Somehow, they must get past their pain to find each other and build something neither believed was possible again. Finally, it's time to put the cards on the table and bet it all. If they win, their lives will be more than either of them could ever dream, but if they lose, the darkness will destroy more than one life.
TheSanuraka · 244.5k Views

The Runaway Huntress

*WPC #139 FL-modern werewolf Silver Tier ******************** Too much for being a werewolf. A werewolf that can never shift. But that's the least of her concerns. For she had a pack to hunt, a family to avenge, and a life to survive. Melisca Lorwey is a half-blood wolf and human. Exiled by her father's clan and hated by her mother's side. When both of her parents died, she had no one else but herself alone. Witnessing how her parents had been murdered, she decided to hunt the killers as her life mission. Though she couldn't shift, she still had the abilities of a wolf. Then someone added to her life complications. Ezekiel Rawson Stavrus made her mission even harder to accomplish. She doesn't want anyone to distract or, worse, stop her plans. The very last thing she needed was the most powerful and possessive alpha chasing after her. So the moment she heard him say, “Mine." She fled away like her life's on the line. --------------------------- AN: This is not your typical romance. This is not your lovey-dovey werewolf troupe. THIS IS BLOODY, VENGEFUL, AND ANGRY. It focuses in bloody revenge, duties, and responsibilities first. Love isn't everything for the characters. It could be all or nothing in their wicked world of greed, power, and darkness. Shared universe with... > SYSTEM MISSION: TAME THE MAFIA BOSS - Military General FL and Mafia Boss ML Please check this out as well. Thank you. Love in Hate in Love - Artist/Musician FL and CEO ML
IzannahFrame · 325.7k Views