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Alpha Of The Blackmoor Woods

Chapter 4 Don't Touch What Isn't Yours

Word Count: 1391    |    Released on: 22/05/2026

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 Alpha Of The Blackmoor Woods
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“I ran into the most dangerous territory on the continent with nine blades behind me and no plan ahead. The most feared Alpha alive stepped out of the darkness and said "You're bleeding on my territory." I said "I'll bleed somewhere else." He didn't let me leave. For four years I survived alone. No pack. No backup. No one who stayed when things got hard. I learned one thing in all that time - the moment you trust someone is the moment they find exactly where to put the knife. Then Kael Dravon said "I've been looking for you for six months." Not to catch me. Not to sell me. Just - looking. And something I'd buried under four years of running cracked straight down the middle. He is cold. Ruthless. Packs move their borders just to avoid his name. But he crouches on stone floors to stitch my wounds. He reads poetry at four in the morning when the nightmares won't quit. He says "You're not running" in a voice that makes my legs forget their only job. I told him I was rejecting the mate bond. He said "That's your right." No argument. No manipulation. Just that. And somehow that was worse than everything else. There's an assassin inside these walls. A traitor who already sold us once. A war coming that only my bloodline can stop. And an Alpha who looked me dead in the eyes at midnight and said "Please. Stay here." I counted to three. Then followed him anyway. I don't do helpless. I don't do protected. I don't do belonging to anyone. But God help me I'm starting to belong here.”