

Introduction
Aziel, powerful yet tormented by his past, discovers Celia is not only his fated mate but also possesses a rare bloodline that could shift the balance of power among the packs. However, her presence awakens more than just their bond—it sparks a deadly game of power, revenge, and betrayal.
As Celia grapples with the revelation of her true nature and Aziel’s dark past, they are drawn into a fight for survival against the rogues, traitors, and political enemies bent on controlling the pack. The tension between them builds, complicated by Aziel’s manipulative tactics and the emotional turmoil caused by their forbidden attraction. What began as a search for safety becomes a dangerous dance of manipulation, raw desire, and revenge.
Through battles, deceit, and their evolving relationship, Celia must come to terms with her identity and the devastating truth of her lineage while learning to wield the power she’s been born to claim. Her destiny, intertwined with Aziel’s, might either save their world or destroy it entirely.
Chapter 1
The forest was silent. An unearthly quiet had fallen over the woods, punctuated only by the faint rustle of leaves stirred by a gentle breeze. Celia stood at the edge of the trees; her breath visible in the cold night air. The moon hung high in the sky, a pale orb casting silver light across the dark landscape. Her heart thudded loudly in her chest; each beat a painful reminder of everything she had lost.
Her hand gripped the necklace she wore, its cold metal biting into her skin. It was the only thing her mother had left her before she disappeared. The mysterious woman in her dreams—her mother, her true bloodline—had whispered of a prophecy, a destiny that Celia could never fully understand.
"Celia…"
The voice came from behind her, low and commanding, sending a shiver down her spine. Her head snapped around, her senses on high alert. Standing there, emerging from the shadows like some kind of phantom, was a man—tall, broad-shouldered, and dressed in dark leather, his presence overpowering. His eyes glowed faintly, like the embers of a dying fire.
Aziel.
The Alpha. The man she had been running from for weeks.
You have been running long enough," Aziel said, his voice dark and smooth. He stepped closer, his piercing gaze never leaving hers. "I have been patient, Celia. But the time has come for you to accept what you are. What you have always been.
She backed away instinctively, her breath catching in her throat. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stammered, but her body trembled with an energy she couldn’t control. Something about his presence, something in his eyes, made her feel like she was being pulled toward him, as if a magnetic force was drawing her closer.
"You're not just a runaway Omega," Aziel went on, his tread even as he paced before her. "You're more. You always were."
Celia's chest spasmed with the familiar fear eating away inside her. "I am not—" she cut off her protest. She'd heard the stories. She had sensed the odd, otherworldly energy inside herself, but she refused to give any credence. She was just Celia. The girl without a pack. Without a family. Nothing.
"Don't lie to me," Aziel growled, coming up in front of her, commanding presence. "You feel it, don't you? The pull. The bond." He stepped closer still, his eyes glowing with something darker. "You're my mate, Celia. You always have been. And I'll make sure you understand your place."
Her knees nearly gave way beneath her. The word mate echoed in her mind, an ancient and terrifying concept that she had tried to avoid for years. She had heard the legends—how the bond between mates was unbreakable, how it bound souls together in ways that couldn't be undone.
But that wasn't what scared her. What scared her was the power she felt coursing through her. Her bloodline. Her mother's secrets. The truth that had been kept from her for so long.
"I—I don't want this," she whispered, her voice quivering. "I didn't ask for this.
"You don't have a choice." Aziel's voice was cold, but beneath it, there was something softer. A warning. A command. "You were never meant to run. You were meant to stand by my side."
Before she could answer, the earth beneath her feet trembled, and the faintest rumble echoed through the forest. Aziel's eyes narrowed, and he took a step back, his hand resting on the hilt of a dagger at his side. "This isn't over, Celia," he said, his voice low and dangerous.
A faraway howl had echoed through the trees, then heavy footsteps were heard as they drew near. Tension was building in the air, and Celia's heart pounded. She should run. She needed to get out of here. But it was a pull she'd felt all too recently-a pull that, raw and undeniable now, held her where she was.
Aziel looked at her again, his eyes with something deeper than desire in them. It was. possession. A claim.
And before she could even take all that in, he vanished again, disappearing back into the darkness as quickly as he appeared. The moonlight shuddered as the howling of wolves came into the wind, the hunt renewing again.
And Celia, still shaking, felt inside that the worst was yet to come.
As the distant howls draw closer, the shadows around Celia seem to close in on her. She looks down at the necklace, a faint glow of her mother's emblem now burning brightly against the darkness. She can feel it-the power she had denied for so long-rising within her.
Was she ready to face what was coming? To face the truth of who she truly was?
The sound of footsteps far away interrupted her mind. The Alpha's pack was close. And they weren't here to only claim her.
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