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I was born cursed—an omega in a world that worships strength. My pack despises me. My stepmother and stepsister humiliate me. The only one who’s ever shown me love is my father… but even his power couldn’t stop the treaty that bound me to enemy territory.

To survive, I must attend Noctos Dominium Academy, a prestigious school ruled by the most dangerous pack in the region. And at its heart is him—
Damien Blackwood, the enemy Alpha’s son.

Cold. Ruthless. Tattooed sin wrapped in grey eyes that burn with violence. On my first day, he pulled me out of my car, slammed me against the hood, and promised he’d break me.

I should hate him.
And I do.
But hatred has a taste, a burn in the veins that feels too much like desire. And no matter how much I fight it, his presence sparks something I can’t control.

As tensions rise between our packs, more threats surface—hidden enemies, dark secrets, and shadows that want me dead. Three new boys enter my life:

Kieran Vale – the golden rebel with a sharp tongue and dangerous smile. Flirtatious, reckless, yet with secrets buried deep.

Malakai Draven – quiet, haunting, a genius with a tragic past. His intensity draws me in even when I try to resist.

Lucien Thalor – A cold, mysterious prince with silver eyes and hidden depths.

Each of them offers a different kind of danger, a different kind of temptation. Yet all roads lead back to Damien—the one I should never want, the one who embodies everything I was raised to despise.

Trapped between duty and desire, love and hate, betrayal and loyalty, and an unknown enemy threatening the lands, I have to decide:
Will I burn for the enemy Alpha, or will his hatred consume me whole?

This isn’t just school. This is war.
And I am the prize at the center of it all

I barely slept again. The club scene replayed on loop—Damien's cold eyes locked on mine while his hand gripped that girl's ass, pulling her closer as she ground against him. The deliberate way he'd kissed her deeper, like he was putting on a show just for me. The pain had been instant, raw, the curse flaring so hard I'd almost collapsed. I'd run out crying, Tessa chasing me, but even her comfort hadn't fixed the crack he'd put in me. And Kieran's kiss—the fae glamour slip—still sat heavy. What a mess. Two guys. Both dangerous. Both making my heart race for all the wrong reasons.


I couldn't believe how he had made me work to the btim yesterday, literally becoming his slave, from cleaning his room, to carrying his books, running errands for him like getting him a cup of coffee or water when ever he wanted. I couldn't believe how much of my dignity I had sold just to pay back for a broken portrait one that I didn't even break intentionally.


Chapter 35 - Chapter 35: Duties and Distance