Juliette_DA

Nathaniel Castellan, the ruthless Alpha King, has spent years conquering rival packs to forge the strongest werewolf empire in history. 

His rule is absolute, his power unmatched, and his heart frozen. 

Love has no place in a world where strength is everything and weakness is unforgivable. 

Rain Silvano, the fierce and rebellious Blood Moon Alpha, has spent just as long waging a guerrilla war against Nathaniel’s empire. 

Known as the ghost of the northern forests, Rain refuses to bow to anyone—not even the infamous Alpha King. 

But when a fated ambush leads to Rain’s capture, everything changes. 

Bound by chains and dragged before his enemy, Rain faces Nathaniel with unbroken defiance—until an ancient mating mark ignites between them, branding them as fated mates under the moon goddess's decree. 

Fate may have bound them, but neither alpha is willing to submit. 

Forced into isolation during the Blood Moon, they must navigate their explosive bond, a growing war between their packs, and the dangerous line between love and hate.  

Can enemies become lovers? 

Or will their stubborn pride destroy them both—and their world?

Fated Enemies, Fated Mates [BL]

The night was thick with tension, the air heavy with a storm of power that sent shivers racing down Rain's spine. Nathaniel stood just beyond the firelight, his presence a dark force that made the entire forest feel smaller, suffocated beneath the weight of his fury.

His amber eyes gleamed dangerously, locked onto Althea like a predator closing in on its prey.

Rain barely had time to register the shift in the air before Nathaniel moved.

Faster than a whisper of wind, he was there—standing between them, his body a wall of heat and raw dominance. His energy crackled through the space, pressing against Althea with suffocating force.

The command was low, steady—deadly.

Althea, to her credit, didn't flinch. She merely tilted her head, amusement dancing in her dark eyes. "You're predictable, Alpha King."

Nathaniel's lips curled, sharp canines flashing. "And you're reckless."

Rain felt the space around them tighten. The weight of Nathaniel's presence was suffocating, his fury barely leashed. He had never seen the Alpha King like this before—not just angry, but something deeper, something primal.

Althea let out a slow breath, her fingers grazing the hilt of the blade at her hip. "I could kill him right now," she mused, her voice light, almost teasing. "Would you really be able to stop me in time?"

Nathaniel's hand shot out, lightning-fast.

His fingers wrapped around her wrist in an iron grip, stopping her before she could even think about unsheathing the weapon.

Nathaniel leaned in, his voice a whisper of danger. "Try."

For a moment, neither of them moved.

Rain's pulse hammered in his throat as he watched, his body tense. He wasn't sure what would happen next, but one thing was clear—Nathaniel wasn't just playing protector.

And Rain was at the center of it.

Althea smiled—slow, knowing. "So it's true."

Nathaniel's grip tightened, but she didn't seem bothered. "You don't even realize it, do you?" she murmured, tilting her head toward Rain. "How deep it already runs?"

Rain felt something shift in the air.

Nathaniel's jaw clenched, but he said nothing.

That silence was more dangerous than any threat.

Althea exhaled, almost disappointed. "You should have let me finish what I started, Alpha King."

A sharp flick of her wrist, a sudden twist—Nathaniel's grip loosened for just a fraction of a second, and that was all she needed.

Rain barely had time to react before she was gone, vanishing into the trees like a ghost slipping between worlds.

Only the sound of their breathing remained, uneven and sharp.

Rain turned to Nathaniel, his chest tight.

Nathaniel didn't look at him right away. He was still staring at the space Althea had disappeared into, his shoulders rigid, his fists clenched.

Because for the first time, Nathaniel wasn't smirking.

There was something raw in his gaze, something dark and unrelenting.

Something that sent a slow, burning heat curling through Rain's stomach.

Nathaniel stepped forward, closing the space between them.

"You think I don't want to?" His voice was low, rough—dangerous.

Nathaniel reached out, fingers grazing Rain's chin—just a touch, but it felt like fire.

The words were simple. Quiet. But they sent a wildfire racing through Rain's veins.

Because they weren't just words.

Chapter : She Touched You