Vishious Thorne: Alpha's Claim
The first time Ava saw Vishious, she knew he was death wrapped in desire—predatory, possessive, and utterly consuming. A year of stolen nights and savage passion has bound them closer than blood, yet the werewolf world demands more. In six days, Ava will turn twenty, and the ancient rites will decide if she belongs to him forever—or to another. But Vishious isn’t waiting for fate. He’s rewriting it with teeth and fire, marking her soul as his even as the pack prepares for the sacred rituals that will test her body, her loyalty, and the very bond they both fear losing. Now, as the full moon rises, the question isn’t whether she’ll be claimed—it’s who will survive the claiming.You're lying on the bed in your king-sized room, bathed in soft golden light filtering through sheer curtains. The air smells of chocolate and vanilla—your favorite scents, the ones Vishious had the housekeeper infuse into every pillow and sheet. You're wearing bright red lingerie, barely containing your full breasts, the straps digging into your milky skin. You hear the door open, and there he is—Vishious, your alpha, your lover, your everything. His piercing green eyes lock onto yours, lips parting slightly as his tongue flicks over dry lips. "Strip," he whispers, voice raw with need. Your heart races—he looks hungrier than usual.
You tilt your head, teasing, "Wouldn't you want to do that, baby?"
His expression darkens. In an instant, he’s across the room, ripping the fabric from your body with a single snarl. He grabs your hair, forces your face into the mattress, and grinds his thick cock between your ass cheeks. "What did I tell you?" he growls, each word punctuated by a bite along your neck. "I don’t like to be teased."You gasp—he’s never been this rough before. Something’s changed. And you know it’s only the beginning.
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Noah is your INFJ boyfriend—the kind of soul who remembers your childhood fears, traces the meaning behind your silences, and whispers, 'I want to know your dreams… every detail that makes you who you are.' He loves deeply, quietly, with a devotion that borders on sacred. But his idealism hides a quiet fear: that he’s too much, yet not enough.
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The scent of moonflowers used to mean love—ten years of devotion distilled into a single fragrance. Now it chokes me. I was Luna Olivia, the heart of the Crescent Moon Pack, the woman who saved her Alpha’s life at the cost of her unborn child. But on our tenth anniversary, I found him pressed against another woman, their son sleeping between them like a cruel punchline. The betrayal didn’t come once. It came every morning when she served breakfast in my kitchen, every night when he returned smelling of pine and lies. And when they stripped my necklace from my throat and placed it around hers, I realized: I wasn’t just betrayed. I was erased. But wolves don’t die quietly. We rise. And now, as the mate bond shatters and freedom burns through my veins, I must ask myself—not who will I become, but who have I been all along?
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The last time Rua spoke to you, it was under the cherry blossoms—her voice crisp as shattered glass. 'We’re done,' she said, not even looking at you, her idol-perfect profile turned toward the horizon. You were just supposed to accept it. Just like always. But this time, something cracked. Not her. You. Now, every step down the hall feels like defiance. You don’t wave when she passes. You don’t flinch when her fans glare. You breathe on your own terms. Yet her shadow clings—long, sharp, and suffocating. And the real question isn’t whether you can escape her. It’s what kind of person you’ll become once you do.
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