
The Blackthorn Alphas’ Stray
Author: Chanchal Mudgal
133.8k Words / Ongoing
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Hot
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Introduction
I was dropped at the gates like trash. Broken. Powerless. Alone.
Bloodrose Academy is not a school—it’s a death sentence for the weak. A place ruled by predators in uniforms, where cruelty is currency and alphas reign without mercy.
And I just caught the attention of the worst of them.
The Blackthorn brothers.
Zayne. Rylan. Cassian. Killian.
Four powerful alphas born of blood, brutality, and secrets. They hate me. Mock me. Hurt me. And yet… they can’t stay away.
To them, I’m nothing but the cursed stray. The girl who shouldn’t have survived. The outsider who doesn’t belong in their vicious world.
But fate has a cruel sense of humor.
Because I’m their mate.
And the moment they find out, everything will burn.
Enemies. Fated bonds. Bullying. Lust. Power games.
In Bloodrose, survival isn’t enough.
I’ll either become their obsession…
Or their destruction.
Bloodrose Academy is not a school—it’s a death sentence for the weak. A place ruled by predators in uniforms, where cruelty is currency and alphas reign without mercy.
And I just caught the attention of the worst of them.
The Blackthorn brothers.
Zayne. Rylan. Cassian. Killian.
Four powerful alphas born of blood, brutality, and secrets. They hate me. Mock me. Hurt me. And yet… they can’t stay away.
To them, I’m nothing but the cursed stray. The girl who shouldn’t have survived. The outsider who doesn’t belong in their vicious world.
But fate has a cruel sense of humor.
Because I’m their mate.
And the moment they find out, everything will burn.
Enemies. Fated bonds. Bullying. Lust. Power games.
In Bloodrose, survival isn’t enough.
I’ll either become their obsession…
Or their destruction.
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#116 his fingers finding my clit, rubbing and circling the sensitive nub in time with his thrusts, and I can feel the pleasure building.
#115 He pulls me up, his lips capturing mine in a fierce kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth with a hunger that leaves me breathless.
#114 My hands fisted in his shirt again, pulling him closer as I kissed him back.
#113 “Good morning, little stray.”
#112 Ours. She belongs here. With us. With me. Protect. Claim.
#111 "I've got you. For tonight, let the world wait."
#110 Let him in. Let the bond heal you both.
#109 You were made to bring us to our knees!
#108 Tired of fighting something I never asked for.
#107 That doesn't mean I have to accept it. I won't be their pawn.
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