The Ghost of Her

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• FATED TO THE ALPHA WHO HATED ME    Lines in the Stone

  CadeThe echo of the market still clung to my thoughts as I stood before the grand council hall—an obsidian structure nestled in the heart of the palace grounds, forged to host only the most sacred of gatherings. The Full-Wing Alpha Meeting. The last time this chamber held such tension, I was barely twenty, fresh to the throne, earning respect with every breath.Now, they waited for me again. Not to test me—but to corner me.Riven opened the doors.Four Alphas sat in silence, cloaked in power and impatience.Alpha Tim of the North Wing—arrogant and aged, his eyes cold with calculation.Alpha Maelis of the East Wing—slender, sharp, with a smile that never reached his eyes.Alpha Silas of the West—young, ambitious, always the first to sniff out weakness.And Lady Maerina, representing the South. The only one not an Alpha, but bold enough to sit like one.Elder Galen stood by the head o

• FATED TO THE ALPHA WHO HATED ME    Crown in the Shadows

  Cade. An impromptu meeting had been called—again. Not because of politics or war, but because of Ayla. My mate.I had told them I would sever the bond between us. That had been nothing but empty words. I could never bring myself to do it.“The East Wing is grumbling,” Elder Galen announced, his tone sharp, gaze shifting among the others. “Perhaps if you had a Luna by your side, none of this unrest would be happening.”I didn’t respond immediately. Instead, I let the silence stretch, watching their discomfort grow.“Arrange a meeting,” I said at last, my voice low but resolute. “I want to see all representatives of the four wings.”The shock on their faces was palpable. None of them expected that.“In the next five hours,” I added.Gasps rippled through the chamber. The elders scrambled to their feet, already making urgent calls as they filed out of the room.“But Alpha,” Elder Galen protested, spinning back toward me, “the North Wing to Bloodhowl takes at least a full day—”He stoppe

• FATED TO THE ALPHA WHO HATED ME    The silence between Us

  He had kissed me, and I had reciprocated.I touched my lips, remembering how last night unfolded, as I prepared myself back to the cottage.After all, I was now hale and healthy.Nyra was helping with my hair as she spoke.“Are you related to that Beatrix lady?”“No,” I replied, my voice a little dry.“But she called you her sister,” she said, locking eyes with mine through the mirror as she braided my hair into buns.“Enough with the questions, please. I’d like to be on my way as soon as possible.”I knew my tone was a bit harsh, but it was the only way to stop Nyra’s endless curiosity.Within minutes, I was back at the cottage.It felt so good to be home. My thoughts drifted to the garden—what happened yesterday.He’s finally breaking the bond, I thought, and a smile crept onto my face.“Eva?” I called my wolf, but there was no response. She’d been quiet since everything happened—and I didn’t know why.I’d assumed it was due to my injuries. But now I am healed. Thanks to the healers

• FATED TO THE ALPHA WHO HATED ME    The garden of Almost

  Okay.” The word left my mouth—empty, sharp. But I didn’t mean it. I would never reject the bond. Not now. Not ever. As the silence stretched, something hit my senses—a faint scent. Warm. Familiar. Ayla. My eyes narrowed. Am I imagining things? The scent grew stronger, unmistakable. I mind-linked the nearest guard. Check outside the door. Now. He returned moments later, bowing slightly as he whispered in my ear. “I saw the retreating figure of Lady Ayla and a maid.” Every nerve in my body went on high alert. She was here? She heard me? A storm churned in my chest. Was she coming to see me? Did she think I meant it? That I would actually reject her? Questions flooded my mind—none with answers. I stood up so abruptly the chairs scraped back. All eyes turned to me. “We’ll continue this discussion later,” I said, my voice cold, masking the panic clawing at my gut. I didn’t wait for their reply. I turned and strode out, my Beta and guards quickly falling int

• FATED TO THE ALPHA WHO HATED ME    When Silence hurts.....

  What did I do wrong during the ritual? I followed every instruction, word for word. And yet... the bond didn’t break. If anything, it only grew stronger—tighter. As I slipped into unconsciousness, I thought it was the end. Darkness wrapped around me, quiet and cold. This is it, I thought. It’s over. Then I heard my name. Faint at first... then clearer. Cade. My eyes fluttered open. Barely. “Stay with me, Ayla. Keep your eyes open,” I heard him say. His voice was strained, urgent. A faint smile touched my lips, only to fade just as quickly. “Keep your eyes open, Ayla,” he repeated—this time almost pleading. I thought he didn’t care. Thought all of it—the concern, the kindness—was just a façade. But I was wrong. His hatred had vanished. For good? I don’t know. I’m still an Omega. Before I could dwell on it, he ran—fast, with purpose—and the darkness swallowed me again. --- When Cade left, the maids entered with trays of mouthwatering food. They bowed quickly, but

• FATED TO THE ALPHA WHO HATED ME    A mate divides

  Bloodhowl Pack Cade POV I paced the corridor, restless and anxious, just beyond the doors. Ayla was inside with the healers. My mind kept replaying the moment I found her. I had heard her voice—faint, almost like a whisper carried by the wind—deep in the heart of the forest. At first, I thought I imagined it. But then it came again, weaker… desperate. Without hesitation, I shifted into my grey wolf, paws pounding against the earth as I ran, faster than my legs could carry me in human form. I found her there—deep in the forest. Lifeless. Lying in a pool of her own blood. I was devastated—confused, desperate—wondering what Ayla was doing in the middle of all this. But I had no time to waste. I scooped her lifeless body into my arms, blood soaking through my shirt. Then—her eyes fluttered. Just barely. Life sparked in them for a second. “Stay with me, Ayla. Keep your eyes open,” I urged. A faint smile touched her lips—fleeting, fragile—and vanished as quickly as it