Alpha Zarek
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Alpha Zarek

READING AGE 18+

LovelyPert Paranormal Urban

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"I cannot do this, Valeria," I said, my voice cutting through the gala’s music like a blade. "Our history is not a contract, and I will not be shackled to a past I never chose." "I, Alpha Zarek Blood Moon, reject you, Valeria Silver as my mate and Luna." He said, looking her in the eyes as she stood in front of the entire pack, waiting for him to acknowledge her as his mate.I watched the light die in her eyes, a sight that should have gutted me, but felt nothing. My gaze was already pulled toward the shadows of the room, toward Freya Moon Crest. She was the one who had entranced me, her beauty a siren song that drowned out the warnings of my elders. I thought I had found my soul’s true anchor in her, never suspecting that her bloodline was the very poison that had nearly ended my life before I was even born.When the truth finally surfaced, when I learned her ruthless father had orchestrated the plane crash that slaughtered my kin and nearly killed my mother, my world fractured. The love I felt for Freya curdled, twisting into a dark, suffocating hatred. She became my prisoner, my Luna, and my favorite target for vengeance. I broke her spirit, isolating her within the walls of the estate, forcing her to endure a life of torment for her father’s sins. To twist the knife, I dragged Valeria back into the fold as my second Luna, a cruel spectacle designed to break Freya entirely. I reigned as a king of ashes, blinded by my own bitterness, unaware that in my war against the past, I was destroying the only future I had ever possessed.

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