The Alpha's Last Choice
Clara Veyron’s life falls apart in a single night, her fiancé’s betrayal, her best friend’s lies, and a storm that leaves her wandering the streets alone. But heartbreak is nothing compared to what she finds next: a wounded stranger with silver eyes, a man whose very presence pulls her into a world she was never meant to see.
Kael Arden is no ordinary man. He is Alpha of the Shadowclaw Pack, bound by a curse that has destroyed every human woman who dared to love him. He swore never to claim a mate again, or to risk another innocent life. Until Clara’s touch heals what should have been fatal, and awakens a bond that should not exist.
Now Clara is hunted by rivals who see her as the key to Kael’s downfall, and despised by wolves who call her unworthy of their Alpha. Torn between her humanity and the fierce call of the wolf bond, she must choose: walk away from the man who could ruin her career and life, or fight beside him against enemies who would see them both destroyed.
But Kael has only one choice left. And this time, fate has given him something to lose.
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Chapter: Chapter 6: Whispers of Rebellion Clara's POV The Shadowclaw territory is nothing like what I expected. Instead of caves or rustic cabins in the woods, Kael leads me through a gated community that screams wealth and privacy. Massive houses sit on perfectly manicured lots, separated by tall hedges and iron fences. It looks like any upscale neighborhood, except for the subtle wrongness I can't quite name.Maybe it's the way everyone we pass stops what they're doing to stare. Or how their eyes seem to glow in the early morning light. Or the fact that even from inside Kael's SUV, I can feel their hostility like a physical weight."This is where your pack lives?" I ask, pressing closer to the window as we drive past a Tudor mansion with rose bushes that look too perfect to be real."Part of it." Kael's hands tighten on the steering wheel. "The main territory covers about fifty square miles, but the residential area is concentrated here. Easier to maintain our cover this way."Cover. Right. Because they're not just wealthy
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
Chapter: Chapter 5: Drawn into the Shadows Clara's POV The ceiling above me is made of rough-hewn stone, not the familiar white plaster of my bedroom. Panic flutters in my chest as I sit up, taking in my surroundings. This isn't my apartment. I don't recognize this place.The room is elegant in a way that speaks of old money and older traditions. Heavy wooden furniture, Persian rugs, a fireplace that could fit a small car. Everything is expensive, tasteful, and completely foreign to my world of IKEA furniture and student loan payments.Then the memories crash back.The wolves in the alley. Their amber eyes and impossible voices. The blood, so much blood. And Kael… God, Kael transforming into something that shouldn't exist, moving like death incarnate as he tore those creatures apart."You're awake."I spin toward the voice and there he is, sitting in a leather armchair like it's a throne. He's cleaned up since the alley… no blood or torn clothes. Just dark jeans and a gray sweater that does nothing to hide the power in his fr
Last Updated: 2025-09-14
Chapter: Chapter 4: Fighting for HerClara's POV"Dr. Veyron, you really should consider getting a car with better headlights."I look up from locking the clinic's back door to find Mrs. Patterson, my seventy-year-old neighbor, peering at me over the fence. Her gray hair is in curlers, and she's clutching a cup of tea despite the late hour."My Honda's headlights work just fine, Mrs. Patterson." I manage a tired smile. "You should be getting to bed. It's past eleven.""So should you, dear. All this overtime isn't healthy for a young woman."If only overtime was my biggest problem. It's been three days since Kael disappeared from my clinic, and I haven't slept more than a few hours each night. Every time I close my eyes, I see silver eyes and feel the phantom heat of his skin under my palm.I'm losing my mind."Good night, Mrs. Patterson." I wave and head toward my car, parked under the broken streetlight at the end of the alley. The city keeps promising to fix it, but somehow it never happens.The darkness feels heavier
Last Updated: 2025-09-14
Chapter: Chapter 3: The Alpha's CurseKael's POV "You reek of human."Damon's accusation hits me the moment I step into the stronghold's main hall. My beta stands with arms crossed, his dark eyes scanning the healing marks on my chest, faint silver lines that shouldn't exist after what the Bloodfangs did to me tonight."Good morning to you too," I mutter, heading straight for the stairs. I need a shower, clean clothes, and about twelve hours of sleep before I deal with pack politics."Kael." Elder Thorne's voice stops me cold. "We need to talk."The council chamber feels smaller when it's filled with disapproving faces. Thorne sits at the head of the ancient oak table, flanked by the other elders, Marcus, Helena, and old Samuel who's been questioning my leadership since before I took the Alpha position. Damon takes his place at my right, but even he looks uncertain.And in the corner, wrapped in shadows and mystery, stands Elara.The pack's witch never attends council meetings. The fact that she's here, her silver hair g
Last Updated: 2025-09-14
Chapter: Chapter 2: The Man with Silver EyesClara's POV Getting Kael to my clinic is like trying to move a mountain. Even injured and bleeding, he's solid muscle and dead weight. My small Honda groans under his bulk as I half-drag, half-carry him from the car to the back entrance of my practice."This is insane," I mutter, fumbling with my keys while supporting his weight against my shoulder. "I should have called an ambulance.""No hospitals," he repeats through gritted teeth, the same words from the alley. His voice is weaker now, but still carries that strange authority that makes me want to obey.The clinic is dark and quiet at this hour. I flip on the lights in my treatment room and help him onto the examination table, where he immediately tries to sit up."Lie down," I order, pushing him back with surprising ease. For someone who felt impossibly heavy to move, he yields to my touch like I have some kind of power over him.His silver eyes track my every movement as I gather supplies, gauze, antiseptic, sutures. My hands a
Last Updated: 2025-09-14
Chapter: Chapter 1: Shattered VowsClara's POV The champagne bottle hits the wall with a satisfying crash, spraying glass and golden liquid across David's pristine's floor. My engagement ring follows, bouncing off his shocked face before clattering somewhere in the darkness. "Clara, wait…" David scrambles off the bed, naked and pathetic, while my former best friend Sarah pulls the sheets up to cover herself. The same sheets I helped him pick out last month when we were planning our future together. "Wait for what?" My voice comes out raw and broken. "For you to explain how you ended up inside my best friend on the night we were supposed to celebrate our engagement?" Sarah won't even look at me. Three years of friendship, gone. Just like that. "It's not what you think…" "It's exactly what I think." I grab my purse from the dresser, my hands shaking so badly I can barely hold it. "We're done, David. We're so fucking done." The rain hits me the moment I step outside, soaking through my silk dress, the one I bought
Last Updated: 2025-09-14
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