NovaVein

He was never meant to love.
She was never meant to survive.

When Lyra is found half-dead at the edge of Alpha Kairo's territory, everything changes. She's marked cursed, they say with a flame older than the moon goddess herself. The pack wants her gone. But Kairo? He can't look away.

Haunted by forgotten memories, Lyra doesn’t know what she is only that her powers are growing… and watching her from within. Kairo is possessive, dangerous, and fiercely loyal. But as their bond deepens, so does the darkness chasing her.

Visions. Betrayals. A throne made of fire.
And a future soaked in blood.

In a world where love could burn you alive, she must choose:
Power or love.
Alpha or flame.
Him… or everything else.

 A gripping dark romance filled with enemies, wolves, betrayal, power, and obsession. For fans of possessive love, strong female leads, and slow-burn tension.

His Darkest Obsession

The cabin creaked as the wind blew against the window panes. He sat in silence by the fire, boots on the floor, coat draped across the back of the chair, his body still—but his thoughts restless.

She was asleep in the other room. Curled up under a threadbare blanket, breathing soft. Like she belonged there.

> No one belonged here anymore. Not since Aelira.

Kairo's jaw clenched at the thought.

The girl had said her name was Lyra.

And yet something about it made his chest feel tight.

It was Gavyn, his second-in-command, standing in the doorway. Wet from the rain, eyes sharp.

"She's still here?" Gavyn asked, nodding toward the back.

"She's not a threat," Kairo muttered.

Gavyn stepped closer. "You're sure?"

"She crossed our borders. That's usually punishable."

Kairo's eyes darkened. "I don't know yet."

Gavyn studied him for a long moment.

"Your scent changed when you found her," he said quietly.

"I'm not talking about mates," Gavyn added quickly. "Just… something in you shifted."

Gavyn exhaled but nodded. "As you wish, Alpha."

He left, closing the door behind him.

The soft sound of Lyra's breathing was like a thread pulling him forward.

But his feet still moved toward her room.

She stirred when he opened the door.

"Sorry," he muttered. "Didn't mean to wake you."

Her voice was rough with sleep. "You didn't."

She sat up, blanket falling slightly. Her hair was a mess, cheeks flushed from heat. She looked… human. Fragile. Not at all like the thing that had stirred his wolf awake.

She blinked. "You already asked me that."

"And I still don't believe your answer."

Kairo crossed his arms. "You smell like wolf… but not exactly. You have power. It's sleeping, but it's there. I felt it."

"I don't feel powerful," she whispered.

"That doesn't mean you're not dangerous."

And for a second, the memories returned like lightning behind his eyes.

He sat down in the chair across from her.

"My last mate lied about who she was," he said, voice low. "She infiltrated my pack. Slept in my bed. Told me she loved me. Then slit the throat of my best warrior in the middle of the night and set fire to our eastern outpost."

Lyra's eyes widened. "Oh my God…"

"She said it was just business," he added, tone hollow. "But it broke something in me."

He didn't know why he told her that.

Maybe because he wanted her to know what kind of man sat in front of her.

"She's gone now?" Lyra asked softly.

Then Lyra said the thing that shook him.

"I know you don't trust me," she continued. "I wouldn't either. But I didn't come here to hurt anyone."

Then looked at him with something like fear. Or truth.

"I followed a pull I didn't understand. A letter told me I'd know where to go… and when I saw your eyes, I knew I was close."

Chapter 6