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
Malric
I do not look back at Ironvale.
I refuse to.
Because if I turn now, if I let my gaze climb those walls, I will see it. Not the fortress. Not the stone.
Him.
Axel, standing there in silence, watching without interference, without mercy for the mistake I have already made.
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