"I'm a monster of my own making,I dont need saving!"Killian roared in anger at kyra,she could feel his powers circling around her choking her to death, she was the only one who could get close to him but his powers were too overwhelming to bare
"Do..it..for..my..sake..ahh!"she struggled to say as blood streamed down her nose,it was hurting inside she felt as if her bones were been crashed mercilessly
"for you?who the heck do you think you are huh?"he said with a cold expression as he moved close to her,he knew just how his powers affected her but he couldn't care less she was getting in his way
"The world would be..destroyed..even me too"she gave out a sarcastic laugh and stared at him, her eyes were bloodshot red from the pain
"choose him and be saved, I don't need redemption"he got back to normal and the invisible hand choking kyra left  her as she fell to the cold ground.

Cursed from birth but not by choice, hidden among the rest as he awaits the day he would turn into a vicious monster capable of killing his own kind however with just her love she can save him. He is the werewolf alpha the king to the entire world born with a curse but can only be saved by her. kyra a spirit dragon not aware of her abilities, her fate is to free him but there is always a price to pay for everything.Her fate is to save him from himself, would kyra sacrifice her life to save the one she loves or would fate play its part and destroy everything she worked hard to build.

♥Warning♥:Every scene in the story is a work of fiction,from my imagination.

Alpha's Marked Mate

Time has passed by for kyra to process what was to befall her but she still managed to put some sense to what had happened early, it felt like a dream but it wasn't everything was happening right before her eyes


"Drink this you'll feel better"she heard that voice which she has been craving for and looking up her eyes shine in delight hoping to see the same care and warmness she always saw in him but what she saw scared her, it frightened her because the person before her was emotionless nothing but disdain was written in his eyes such that even his actions which were full of gentleness in the past had become distant, she felt cold as she reacts for the bowl of soup he was giving her and with shaky hands she brought it to her lap however even if it smelled delightful kyra had no appetite whatsoever


Forget the past, move on