Marked To Ruin Him
Victoria · Ongoing · 39.4k Words
Introduction
Not when she had nothing left.
Not when the only man she was given to… was the Alpha everyone feared.
Cold. Dangerous. Silent.
He didn’t want her either.
He only kept her because she was “useful.
”
She thought he would throw her out.
But instead, he locked her away.
Hid her from his world. From his people. From his own family.
And when they came to hurt her…
He stood and watched.
He didn’t speak for her.
He didn’t defend her.
But he didn’t let her go, either.
Now, Lyra is trapped in a place where no one wants her, and the only one who touches her
heart is the man who makes it bleed.
But maybe… just maybe…
The Alpha she feared is the only one who truly sees her.
And that is the scariest part of all.
Chapter 1
Chapter One
POV: Lyra
Everyone in the pack hated me.
They didn’t say it out loud anymore, but I saw it in their eyes — the way they looked at me like I
was dirt. Like I didn’t belong. Maybe I didn’t.
I was born with a curse tied to my name. My father had betrayed the pack during the war, and
they never forgot it. Even though he died years ago, they still punished me. For his sins. For his
choices.
I scrubbed floors while others trained. I slept in the old servants’ quarters behind the pack
house. Sometimes I wondered if the Moon Goddess had made a mistake by letting me live.
The worst part? Today was my eighteenth birthday. The day I would meet my mate. The day
every girl in the pack dreamed of — but I was terrified.
Because there was one man I prayed not to be mated to.
Alpha Ronan.
The most feared wolf in the northern lands. The one who never smiled. The one who could
silence a crowd with a look. They said he killed his own uncle for challenging him. They said he
ripped through rogues like paper.
And he hated me the most.
His hatred ran deeper than anyone else’s. He never said much to me, just sharp looks, cruel
silence, and once, a low growl that made my knees buckle.
He was powerful. Tall. Cold as winter.
So when I felt the pull… when my heart started racing and my wolf whispered Mate, I wanted to
scream.
It was him.
Ronan. The Alpha who would rather kill me than claim me.
I stood frozen in the middle of the Moon Festival, my breathing shallow. The moment our eyes
met across the crowd, everything around me disappeared. My chest ached. My legs felt weak.
I begged the goddess to be wrong.But then, his eyes darkened. I saw it, the rage, the disgust, the shock. He took slow, heavy
steps toward me. The crowd parted. No one dared to move.
My hands trembled at my sides. I wanted to run, but my body wouldn’t listen.
He stopped right in front of me. His scent hit me like a storm, dark, sharp, overpowering. My wolf whimpered inside me, drawn to him. But I… I couldn’t.
He hated me.
“You?” he said, low and dangerous. His voice cut through the air.
“You’re my mate?”
I flinched. My lips opened, but no words came out.
Then, without warning, he grabbed my waist and yanked me against him. My breath caught. His
grip was hard, almost painful. His eyes burned into mine like fire.
“You can never be my mate,” he growled through gritted teeth. “You can never get my love.”
My heart cracked right there. But I had already known. I had never dreamed of love — not for
me. All I ever wanted was to survive.
I closed my eyes, hoping he’d let go. Hoping he’d reject me in front of everyone and be done
with it.
But he didn’t.
Instead, he pulled me closer, so close I could barely breathe. His chest rose and fell against
mine.
“I won’t reject you,” he whispered, cold and bitter.
“I’ll use you.”
My eyes flew open.
“I can’t trust anyone in this pack. But you… everyone hates you. No one expects anything from
you. Maybe that makes you useful.”
My lips trembled.
“Please…”
He leaned in, so close I could feel his breath on my skin.
“Don’t talk.”
I felt dizzy. His touch burned. My body was frozen, but my heart screamed. This wasn’t a bond? it was a prison.
He looked down at me like I was nothing. Just a tool. A shameful mark on his perfect title. But
the bond wouldn’t let him walk away."From this moment on," he said to me, voice cold and sharp,"
” You do what I tell you to do. You only speak what I allowed you to.will live in my house. In my world"
My stomach twisted.
I had expected him to rejected me.
I had expected him to kick me out like garbage.
But this?
This was worse.
He didn't want me — but he wouldn't let me go either.
The crowd was quiet. No one had the gut to ask why. Because no one had the nerve to ask
Alpha Ronan anything. He ruled with fear. With power. With silence.
And now… I belonged to him.
He finally released me. I stepped back, gasping. His eyes turned me, cold and unyielding.
Then he turned away — as if I didn't even exist.
But my heart still pounded too fast. My skin still shook where he'd touched me.
And for the first time in a very long time, I was actually, really scared
Last Chapters
#31 Ronan's Disvovery
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#30 The Threat In The Shadows
Last Updated: 1/8/2026#29 Shadows Of Doubt
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#28 A Glimpse Of Kindness
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#27 Ronan's Rescue
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#26 Chaos At The Alpha Dinner
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#25 Chaos At The Alpha Dinner
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#24 The Grandmother's Plan
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#23 The Silent Warning
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#22 The New Alpha's Stare
Last Updated: 1/29/2026
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