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Fated To The Cursed And Tainted Alpha

Chapter 7 C6- His Captive

Word Count: 876    |    Released on: 15/04/2026

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st track

became indistinguishable. The only constan

just enough that my toes barely grazed the cold stone floor, forcing my weight upward into my shoulders in a slow, relentless torment that never fully

hting the chains

h. I wasn't

made contact with my skin at the end of the chase, the force of it had detonated through me li

e, there w

y. He had circled me, chanting in a language that made my wolf thrash in blind panic behind my ribs. Then he drove a dagge

ad been ex

second time, I

Chained

ing attempts to find the part of me that could shift, that cou

time,

shimmered faintly when I strained against them. Suppressing not just my strength but my wolf hers

etely, devastatingly

ock r

heard two sets of footst

ead expressions. Alpha, beta, omega, the particular signature of each rank as distinct as a fingerprint. But his was wrong. His

such creatures which Sebastian had corrupted with

e into my view, her voice without warmth. "An

ave time t

of it obscenely loud in the silence, and cold air hit every inch of me at once. I gasped. Tried to twist aw

them naked. Naked. Chained, shaking and w

body with enough force to steal every breath from my lungs. I cried out involuntarily, muscl

t mercy or acknowle

haking. Stripped of the last thing that h

n I felt the

my head

s sta

and beneath the skin of his neck and forearms dark veins were spreading like cracks

gry in a way that had nothing resembling admiration in it. H

reached

grazed my skin before m

r as the chains allowed, felt it graze my temple, and kicked out at hard, using every bit of strength that remained. She met the ground and when s

use silenced

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Fated To The Cursed And Tainted Alpha
Fated To The Cursed And Tainted Alpha
“Some chains are forged in iron. Others in desire. Sebastian Kol has existed for six centuries. Cursed to burn alive in his own skin every night he transforms into a beast even he cannot control. He wants one thing. Freedom. And after five centuries of searching, a prophecy finally gives it a name. Leilani Ravenwood. She carries the mark of the moon goddess on her skin and a prophecy that brands her as his salvation. Her blood silences his beast, and her touch sets him on fire. In the worst possible way. And in the best possible way. Furious at the hold she has over him, Sebastian takes her, strips her of everything, and bends her world until it breaks, determined to own what the goddess dared to use against him. What follows is dark and consuming. A monster who has never met his match, and a woman who proves to be it. But Leilani Ravenwood does not break easily. And somewhere between the hatred and the hunger, the punishment and the pull, the ancient beast begins to suspect the terrible truth. The woman born to be his salvation may already be his undoing, his poison and cure wearing the same skin. And he is running out of reasons to care.”