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]

Nathaniel's grip on Rain didn't loosen even as the air settled back into an eerie stillness. The presence had retreated, but the weight of its words lingered, sinking deep into the marrow of the room.

Rain's breath was uneven, his mind racing through possibilities. Who was hunting them? And why did it feel like they were always a step behind?

Nathaniel's golden eyes darkened with unspoken fury. "They think they can threaten what's mine," he murmured, voice lethal. His fingers flexed against Rain's waist, his possessiveness a physical thing.

Rain's pulse jumped. "I'm not yours," he shot back, even as his body betrayed him, drawn helplessly into Nathaniel's heat.

Nathaniel exhaled a soft, amused breath. "Liar."

Before Rain could protest, Nathaniel turned, grabbing his wrist and pulling him along. "We're leaving."

"To find out exactly who's trying to interfere with what belongs to me."

Rain clenched his jaw. "You can't just—"

Nathaniel's patience snapped. He spun Rain around, pressing him against the nearest wall in one swift motion. Their bodies collided, the heat between them almost unbearable.

"I can and I will," Nathaniel growled. "I've given you space, Rain. I've tolerated your defiance. But there are enemies closing in, and I will not stand by while they try to take you from me." His hand gripped Rain's chin, forcing him to look up. "So be good and listen for once."

Rain's breath hitched. Every nerve in his body was on fire, torn between resisting and surrendering. The worst part was, deep down, a part of him didn't want to run.

A sharp knock on the door shattered the moment. AGAIN.

Nathaniel released Rain but kept his body close, shielding him as the door swung open.

Soren stepped inside, his face unreadable. "We have a problem."

Nathaniel's eyes narrowed. "Speak."

Soren didn't glance at Rain but his voice was clipped. "The ones who sent that message? They're already inside the palace."

Nathaniel's entire body tensed, his wolf bristling with violent rage. Rain felt the air shift again—this time, not from an outside force, but from the storm building within Nathaniel himself.

And then, just like that, the Alpha King smiled.

"Good," Nathaniel murmured. "Let them come."

Chapter : Let Them Come