_KnightWolf
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He's the one they whisper about in every corner, hushed voices of the one everyone fears. He's the one nightmares are made of, the one parents tell their children stories of.
He's the Dark Conqueror, the Dark Alpha everyone prays never crosses their path. For if he does, they know what that means: he's there to claim another pack, and it could be theirs.
A small, broken Omega is found in the destruction of his most recent attack. One he couldn't care less about. The Dark Alpha has a heart as cold as steel; even those closest to him are kept at a distance.
The Omega is drawn to him even though he fears him. He steals glances from under his lashes every chance he gets, even though he feels invisible in his presence.
No matter how hard he tries to stop thinking of the Alpha, he can't. Every time he closes his eyes, he sees him, and every time he dreams, he's in his arms. The heart is a fickle thing. It's unpredictable and has a mind of its own.
No matter how hard he tries to look away. No matter how hard he tries not to think of him, and no matter how much it hurts that he's so invisible in his presence, he can't change the way his heart feels. The damn thing wants what it wants, whether his brain wants it or not.
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Alpha Alexander is caught in the crossfire of the Dark Conqueror's most recent attack. He and his small pack don't stand a chance against the Dark Conqueror and his elite team of killers.
Just when all hope is lost, his savior arrives... at least that's what he thought.
A mate stronger and more dominant than you is supposed to protect you, especially when you're lying in the middle of the battlefield, bleeding out.
It's a tough pill to swallow when your own mate forces you to kneel and give up your title to his Alpha: the Dark Conqueror.