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Prisoner of the Blood Pact: Fated Mate

Prisoner of the Blood Pact: Fated Mate

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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

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'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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Prisoner of the Blood Pact: Fated Mate
Prisoner of the Blood Pact: Fated Mate
“Aurora, a half-wolf who failed to awaken, endured the pack's scorn-only to face an even crueler truth. Her own family cast her out without hesitation, offering her to the enemy pack in place of her gifted cousin, condemning her as the "Blood Pact Hostage." Is she merely an abandoned pawn, or the last hope of her bloodline? Who truly holds the reins of her fate? Then, she met him-Dominic Ashford. Silverpine Pack's Alpha heir. The master of the battlefield. And her fated mate. He recognized her at first glance. Yet she felt nothing. He kept the truth from her, claiming her as nothing more than a hostage. "You're unworthy of being my Luna. But don't even think about running from me." But Aurora was never one to be caged. When she awakens her bloodline and sees everything for what it truly is- Will he still be the one in control? She lifted her gaze, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Dominic, are you sure... I'll still choose you?"”