Bewitching the Alpha
but a low, rhythmic thrumming. It vibrated through her bones, through the very air of her cell, a deep, resonant hum that intensified with every beat of he
l m
ight of rituals." The thrumming intensified, accompanied now by a faint, distant chanting, a primal, guttural sound that raised
e beneath her skin, felt more active now, restless, stirring in response to the growing energy outside. It was a terrifying sensation, a
s golden eyes blazing with undisguised animosity. Two other hulking wolves, shifted i
low growl, devoid of patience. "Alpha'
an act of pure defiance. "Or paraded like a prize in your freaksho
d. Most trespassers don't get a front-row seat. Let alone center stage." H
ards. "Unchain her. B
f flooded Selene's wrists, but it was short-lived. As soon as she was free, another guard snapped a thick, rough rope around
ope is imbued with our Alpha's essence. It'll burn if you try to use your
they ascended, the chanting grew louder, more hypnotic, weaving into the very fabric of the night. The air grew co
shadows across the faces of hundreds of wolves gathered below. Their golden and amber eyes, all fixed on the center of the clearing, glittered in the
center sto
ck. He stood before a massive stone altar, intricately carved with ancient wolf symbols, a place where raw magic was clearly harnessed. He radiated power
inding her instantly amidst the throng. His eyes narrowed, a flash of irritation, then somet
e. "Don't look at me like I'm yours." Her voice was low
a smirk and a snarl, a dangerous glint in his
nd digging into her back. "Move,
rwhelming, even from a distance, a gravitational pull she couldn't esc
Your body scre
a visceral reaction to his raw power that infuriated her.
ized some of the faces: older, grizzled warriors, stern-faced women, all glaring at her with suspicion and outright ha
poke of the pack, of their ancestors, of the strength of the moon, of their bond to the land. Hi
nsify, the very air vibrating with a potent, tan
erous and irresistible. Her magic, an integral part of her being, resonated with his, a chaotic harmony. The rope around her wrists tightened
e renew our vows! We claim what is ours!" His golden eyes swept over his pack, then landed on Selene, a predatory glea
r nudged her forward again, pushing her closer to the altar, a grim satisfaction on his face. The chanting s
raging torrent beneath her skin, responding to the raw, unleashed power of the full moon ritual. It was a feedback loo
ng din, breath catching in her throat. "I didn't ask for any of
ermination and something else, something she couldn't quite decipher. "You didn't have to," he murm
illing thread of fear, because a part of her, the most primal, inst
ark, a predatory challenge. "Then w
undeniable pull. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to sever the connection, to break fre
n her mind, a phantom whisper, but so cle
now. Physically. Emo
f silver light descended, bathing him in its glow, making him seem like a god, a conduit for pure lunar power. The
most violent response to the sheer power overwhelming her, a mirror image of the force emanating from Waldemar. The binding rope around her wrists g
f the clearing. The air shrieked, a high-pitched keen, the ground trembled beneath her feet, cracks appearing in t
somethin
tween her core and Waldemar's. A wave of pure, unadulterated craving slammed into her, hot and undeniable, stealing her breath. It wasn't just desire;
almost blinding light. He felt it too. The undeniable surge of the Moonbind, suddenly, violently, un
k of collapse. Her body arched, wracked by an unbearable pleasure-pain that threatened to consume her. Her magic pulsed, no longer muffled, but raw
hting against the powerful, sensual pu
flicker of pure shock in their depths, quickly replaced
ice hoarse, a revelation dawnin
ripping her open in ways she didn't understand, forcing her to co
l, raw and pained, utterly devo
nt of him-his power-invaded everything. Her blood, her lungs, her skin.
onsumed her, one word echoed in her mind, a curse and a vow, a
in