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The Lost Heiress Of The Bleeding Throne

Chapter 4 CIARAN

Word Count: 1347    |    Released on: 22/10/2025

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till on my lips, I stood in front of my p

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said, my

, his brows furrowed

oke that was heavy with blood. I didn't know what ex

bit, allowing my wolf to rise enough so th

ck on the northern

ther the

ilted his head once, already

e border, four guards behind us, that mo

ke through the mind link to my men.

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d have been quie

s snapped somewhere in the distance. The

as anger, fear and

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ears, but by land bond. My l

I saw

, sprinting through the trees like a

nor rogues. But they seemed high

spoke. "They

aution." This time around, I broadcast

rhythm and coordinated, and it seemed they w

d to attack her and I di

ripping open once more as my wolf was let out

owards the girl, and in this way, I

l alpha wolf, my paws dug

silver down the spine. My eyes-gold and ab

before he co

it apart. His bones cracked. While I was f

s voice rang.

g claw and shredded through h

close in on me a

, crushing him beneath my large f

the air and smashed him into the trunk of a tree,

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the privilege of a mate long a

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instantly claim her, but the bo

, tail whipping back and forth over the ground like an excited pup a

othing escaped her li

ough the link, but all I met was a block, like she'd plac

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no longer stand, sh

hest so violently I stu

into position, blood slick on my s

d up, naked, and I gagged from the

and then when she raised her an

tly. "You're safe now

considering the fact that I was naked,

a silent scream an

, as I rushed towa

sessively, not liking the fact that

e in deeply. "Ready the healers," I

urther questions and

in my arms, and my skin

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even know

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The Lost Heiress Of The Bleeding Throne
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“A mute. A burden. A plaything. That's all Eleanor has ever been to the Moon Bliss Pack. Born without a voice and abandoned at their doorstep as a child, she's endured a life of silence, scorn, and pain-especially at the hands of her so-called mate, the Beta, who never accepted her... and never rejected her either. But when his twisted idea of "fun" leaves her fleeing through the woods with real wolves on her heels, Eleanor- bleeding and terrified- escapes and stumbles straight into the territory of the ruthless Blood Moon Pack and into the arms of its feared Alpha, Ciaran. She doesn't know he's her second-chance mate. He doesn't want to feel such an overwhelming need to protect her. Yet as Eleanor begins to heal and open up to the only man who's ever shown her kindness, secrets long buried begin to surface-secrets about her identity, her power... and the cruel betrayal that started it all. Because Eleanor isn't just a mute. She's a ticking time bomb. And when she finally finds her voice... the entire supernatural realm will tremble.”