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Saved by the Alpha
Last Updated : 2021-09-30
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The Kingdom of Acantha was once ruled by Shadow Wolves and Daughters of the Moon, but the oppressed race of humans staged a revolution, killed all the Supernatural creatures, and took the Kingdom for themselves. Centuries later, the Kingdom changed, drowned in poverty and corruption. Elora is next in line for the throne, but her insubordination to her Father caused her to be banished and forced to join The Hunt, a deadly tradition meant for those who want to gain honor by killing beasts. During her journey, she stumbles upon the last pack of Shadow Wolves. . . . And she's trapped in the arms of their Alpha.
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Prologue
"I only have one question for you," the man in front of me says, pacing the floor more slowly. "Why are you in my forest?"
The sound of his boots scraping the rough wooden floor grates my ears, but I force myself to look him straight in the eye and say, "It's not your forest. It's not your land."
He laughs, a deep, rumbling sound that doesn't quite match his long and lean frame. "But it is. You just have no idea, princess."
Princess. His words, as well as the mocking tone that he carried with his voice, hit me like a punch in the gut. For a second I wonder if he knows who I am, what I am. The thought of it frightens me.
I try to get up from my chair, but the ropes around my body hold me in place, bound by my wrists and ankles. The knots are digging into my skin, leaving red spots that sting worse the more I move.
"Let me go," I say through gritted teeth. "I didn't do anything wrong!"
"Oh, didn't you now," he mutters.
At once, he stops pacing and stands before me, drawing himself to his full height.
Only now does it occur to me how larger he is than me, just how threatening. However, he has an air to him that's calling to a different side of my emotions. He scares me, yes, but at the same time, I can't look away from him. Something about him is pulling me in. His black coat is extending before my very eyes like a wall of shadows, and I find myself mesmerized.
The longer I look at him, the more I get the impression that he can sense my fear and my strange fascination.
And he likes it.
As though to prove this, he smiles. Slow and taunting. His teeth are white and even, except for his canines, which are noticeably long and pointy.
"I was lost." I swallow hard. "I swear, I did nothing wrong and I. . . ."
I trail off as he leans over to me. Our faces are now only a few inches apart. His breath is warm and gentle on my lips. Still, he continues to close the distance between us until I have nowhere to look at but his eyes, and I can’t avert my gaze. Gray, his irises, pale and cunning. Like thin rain clouds brewing into a storm. Like the moon in an inky black sky.
"Nothing wrong?" he repeats, his hand closing around the backrest of my chair and pulling me even closer. "Don't worry, I'll give you one chance to prove it to me."
My heart races faster. "And how can I do that?"
The man lowers his hand, smirks, and hooks his finger on the neckline of my dress, his fingertip grazing the skin of my chest. "I think you know how."
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Saved by the Alpha Epilogue
⇼ E L O R A ⇼ Days passed. Then weeks. Before I knew it, a whole month had passed, and when I woke up earlier with this realization, I just felt like a gigantic weight had been lifted off my chest. Life goes on, I realize. No matter how bad the situations were, my life still went on. And so did the lives of the others. The past month proved that. I open my eyes and look at the ceiling of the guest room, which we have designated among ourselves due to the renovation and the reconstruction that we’re doing for the palace. Some of the people from other city-states are going in and out of the Capital to help, also to take part in the planning process of our biggest project ever: tearing down the walls from the palace and the Capital. From outside the window of the room I share with Alistair, I can already see the shrine of the heroes in the courtyard. It’s a ten feet tall marble obelisk with all the names of the fallen. I didn’t include
Last Updated : 2021-09-30Saved by the Alpha Chapter Seventy-Nine ▏The Farewell
⇼ E L O R A ⇼A scream builds up in my throat and escapes my mouth, ringing inside the chapel and out into the forest.With my entire body shaking, I scramble out of the dark building, my skin still covered in goosebumps. I slip and slide against the marble floor and almost fall more than three times, but I don’t care. All I want is to put as much space between me and the monstrosity that is my uncle’s dead body, which was missing just hours ago.How did it get there? What is it doing there? Why did it look at me? Why am I here? How did I get here?These questions all swirl in my head like a deadly mix, making me whimper all the way back around the lakeside. Small stones are digging into my soles and I’m just slipping everywhere, but I keep going like a wild prey getting away from its predator. No matter how many times I blink, I can’t get rid of the picture in my head, the picture of Uncle Osman’s glassy eyes staring at me.My feet keep sinking in
Last Updated : 2021-09-30Saved by the Alpha Chapter Seventy-Eight ▏The Chapel
⇼ E L O R A ⇼I want to scream, but no sound escapes me. It’s as though my voice completely vanished, and now I’m left here staring at my dead uncle as he grabs my arm and forces me to walk with him.And the weird thing is, I can actually feel his hand clasping my ruined wrist. It’s almost as though he’s more solid than anything in here, more solid than me. It’s like I’m a dream but he’s in a higher form of reality that conquers mine. This notion only gets stronger when I try to struggle but he just doesn’t budge. He’s solid. He’s stronger than me.“Why do you want to leave so bad?” he asks me, his voice as gentle and as good-natured as I remember. He points at the chapel with his other hand, and as if on cue, the lights from inside glow brighter. I can actually see silhouettes of people from the windows, and they’re not moving. They’re all just standing there, completely still.
Last Updated : 2021-09-30Saved by the Alpha Chapter Seventy-Seven ▏The Nightmare
⇼ A L I S T A I R ⇼“No,” I hear Elora whisper, and my heart just cracks for her. She sounds so broken and so lost that I forget just how confused and afraid I am. I go up to her side and put a hand on her shoulder, and she wheels around to face me. “Are you sure this is the place?”“Yes,” I say, my voice low. I point at the smear of blood scattered along the massive elevated platform in the middle of the circular room. “Kalem said that they gathered the remains of the King’s brother and put him in the catacombs behind the chapel, in the room at the end of the tunnel.”Even though I remember what Kalem said perfectly, I still look around just to make sure we are indeed in the right place. There’s no other room in the catacombs, just these hallways with cubby holes on the walls, each containing either porcelain jars or wooden boxes with peeling gold paint. Apart from the blood on the slab of rock, there
Last Updated : 2021-09-30Saved by the Alpha Chapter Seventy-Six ▏The Body
⇼ E L O R A ⇼Coldness creeps into my body, from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. Madam Mara’s eyes are filled with nothing but pure and cold fear, the kind that will petrify you on the spot. For a vague moment I wonder what she actually knew, what she has seen and heard that still makes her shake like this even though Uncle Osman is already dead.But when she said he’s not human . . . I felt that was true.It was in the way he fought Alistair and I. We’re both Supernaturals, and I know we’re not used to fighting, but we should have been able to overpower him in a second, no sweat. But no. He was prepared. He was resilient. He was fighting back. And at some point he was even winning. It really wasn’t normal, and I was definitely thinking about it, but I don’t think I truly considered the possibility of it until Madam Mara came to me.And now she’s staring at me intensely like she’s going to explode
Last Updated : 2021-09-30Saved by the Alpha Chapter Seventy-Five ▏The Infirmary
⇼ A L I S T A I R ⇼The sheer shock that thundered inside my body is enough to make time seem to slow down. I watch numbly as the Queen’s hand, still clasping the fork, draws closer and closer to her swollen belly. . . .I sweep closer, landing on my knees in front of the prison cell. I slide my hand through the metal bars just in time to move my hand right between the fork and her pregnant belly. She ends up stabbing my hand with enough force to let the tines sink into my palm with an abrupt squelching sound.The pain makes me gasp, but I take this accident as an opportunity to grab the fork and take it away from her.With my hand dripping blood, I turn to Jossie and Kalem, who are both horrified at the scene. “Do you have the key? Let’s take her—”“NO!” Queen Zuri shrieks, ramming against the metal bars. “It’s evil! Evil, I tell you! Get me out of here, please . . . I am begging you. Just take
Last Updated : 2021-09-30
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