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Prisoner of the Blood Pact: Fated Mate

Prisoner of the Blood Pact: Fated Mate

Author: yvonne9902
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Chapter 1 Failed Awakening

Word Count: 1170    |    Released on: 17/03/2025

a hal

kening ceremony

s to come, what w

would always be her treasure. But to ra

ther? A ghost no o

*

't here

ce... or did she not wa

knelt before the Moon Goddess's altar, silen

le

ls flickered as a fain

h

hrough me. In the darkness of my min

t sto

und it, dragging it b

violently against the abyss. Its glowing green eyes loc

o

g to grasp it, but my fingers close

, it vanished. As if

ning f

cold, final. My last s

The only Ravencroft in hi

one floor, each step landing like a nail driven i

have the nerve

*

A

the hall were

d under the candleligh

if I were invisible. To her, only the strong

e day as me, yet hailed as the

on. She rejected it with a proud scoff a

th

before everyone. The air surged outward, and the ladie

surveying the hall with quie

around us lower

heir feet, their eyes

irit! A talen

ing, I knew it-y

embracing her daughter, tea

n impatiently p

hem with a satisfied glint in her eyes

se, I'm

razor-sharp claws tracing a thi

he tilted her head, feigning

traitor of a mother-how much longer

can't even awaken-why don't y

n the cro

ut! Ge

e, a sharp blend of e

slightly, but my gaze r

ut

p, my voice cutting

you've never given me a single meal for free! Don't thi

chievements for a meager sum, raisin

to leave? Just b

efu

ian, "what have you ever done for this pack?

smirk v

ly had time to put on he

alarm shatte

tack! It'

he gasped for breath. His voice was hoarse, but his

! That lunatic has already

ead silence. The air gr

ic As

e Silverflame Wolf. A name that tu

we had never won a sing

alked, blo

ws had ripped th

h

e darkened. "Wh

ped the sweat from his forehead.

. He's demanding that we confir

e hall. Whispers, shifting glances-

gnus loo

for my stomach to tighten. Then, wit

nt," he said. "The Alpha and the pack w

Aunt Clar didn't h

in time to see Vivian rip

er's wrist. "What do y

? I have a wolf now! I'll put that bastard Ashford in his

s in

like her could take on Ashford-the warlord who h

d she get this ki

lood pac

id tha

nus just look a

ly, the el

ind of spirit worth

red, "All warriors, reinforc

into a thin line. She ha

sudd

ted, chilling glint flashed a

ou

her gaze pressing dow

oing with

nt of caution r

h

Clare had never let me stand

ou're making me take a half

smiled. Sweet. S

ve their uses... som

slightly, her gaze

could stay here without pr

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