FERAL OATH
READING AGE 18+
I don’t bow.
I don’t break.
And I don’t belong to anyone.
Not even him.
The first time I see Axel, he’s covered in blood, and looking at me like I already am his.
Not curiosity or attraction.
Recognition.
Fate doesn’t ask. It claims.
He is ruthless. Controlled. Feared by every Alpha in the room.
The kind of man who doesn’t chase. He takes.
And he thinks this bond means I’m his to keep.
He’s wrong.
Because I don’t submit.
I don’t soften.
And I don’t belong to any Alpha, no matter how powerful he is.
But every time we collide, something cracks.
Not weakness.
Control.
And when war closes in, alliances fracture, and enemies start circling…
The most dangerous thing in Ironvale won’t be the rogues.
It will be us.
Because if he loses control...
I won’t stop him.
Unfold
Kyra
The stone steps curve upward along Ironvale’s inner wall, worn smooth by generations of wolves who believed height meant safety.
Axel takes them without hesitation.
I follow.
Not because he asked, because I already know where he’s going.
The battlements open above us.
They are not empty, they ar……
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