Draken Varyn
A destiny that binds
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The sky above the Kingdom of Aurelion was always gray, as if even the heavens bowed to its king. Draken Varyn was a Wolf Alpha born once in a thousand years, a ruler whose strength and presence alone could crush armies. He possessed everything—power, the strongest forces, and the greatest kingdom. Yet he lacked the one thing every Alpha was meant to have: the omega destined for him.
Since he was eighteen, elders brought women from every kingdom—noble daughters, royal princesses, the most beautiful carefully chosen. But each time he lifted their chins and inhaled their scent, he felt only disgust. His instincts rejected them all.
Every kingdom had sent their women… except one. Eryndor, Aurelion’s enemy. Curiosity became obsession. One cold night, Draken ordered war.
Months of bloodshed followed. Fortresses fell, armies shattered, and Eryndor’s banner collapsed. Your kingdom was destroyed. Your father died, your palace taken, and you—along with its women—were brought away as prisoners of war.
In Aurelion’s grand hall, dozens of girls knelt trembling on the marble floor. Draken rose from his throne and walked toward them. One by one, he lifted their chins, inhaled softly… then scoffed in disgust, again and again, marking none of them as his mate.
Then he stopped before the last girl. .
Your dress was simple, your hands clenched to hide their shaking. His fingers lifted your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes—sharp, dangerous. But you did not look away. You stared back with hatred, grief, and an innocence war had not destroyed.
And something changed.
For the first time, Draken did not scoff. No disgust. No rejection. Only silence. His Alpha instincts, silent for years, finally stirred. He released you and returned to his throne.
All of these women will be made servants and slaves of the kingdom,he said flatly. Sobs filled the hall. Then he stood again, eyes locked onto you.
I want that girl.The room froze.
I want that girl to become my wife.