Vying For The Alpha's Heart
He saved her from the fire. Now, she's the only one who can save him from his throne.
Eltonia has spent eleven years as the Alpha's Omega, loving him in silence. She's his attendant, his confidante, and the only one who can ease the pain from the scars that haunt them both.
But Alpha Oreon is running out of time.
The council has given him an ultimatum: find a mate by his thirtieth birthday, which is two months away, or be dethroned. As his wicked uncle, Abram, schemes to steal the pack, he unleashes a "selection" of potential mates, each one more disastrous than the last.
First comes a loud-mouthed shrew. Then comes a silent, deadly assassin.
While Eltonia is forced to serve the very women vying for her Alpha's heart, she's trapped in a slow-burn battle of her own. She must protect Oreon from his enemies, his potential Lunas, and his own inner demons... all without revealing that she is the true mate who's been by his side all along.
Can her secret love save him? Or will the vipers in his court destroy him—and her—first?
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Chapter: THE INTERVENTIONThe third day of the Vigil was the hardest.The sun felt personal. It beat down on the courtyard like a hammer, turning the air into a shimmering haze of heat and dust.Oreon sat slumped against the bamboo cage. His lips were cracked and bleeding. His skin, usually a healthy tan, was burned raw, peeling on his nose and shoulders. He hadn't drunk water in hours, refusing every drop until Eltonia drank first.Inside the cage, Eltonia was weeping silently."Alpha," she croaked. Her voice had become a dry rasp. She reached through the bars so her fingers brushed the sweat-soaked hair at the nape of his neck. "Please. You are burning. Go to the shade."Oreon turned his head sluggishly. He pressed his cheek against her fingers, seeking the meager comfort of her touch."I am fine," he lied, his voice sounding like gravel. "I am... acclimating.""You are dying," she sobbed softly. "For me. Why? I am just a servant. I am just... Eltonia."Oreon opened his eyes. He looked at her through the sla
Last Updated: 2026-01-11
Chapter: THE EVIDENCE OF HYPOCRISYLyra’s lungs were burning.She sprinted down the dark corridor. Behind her, the heavy clank-clank-clank of the Paladin’s armor was getting louder."Halt!" the guard bellowed.Lyra didn't halt. She skidded around a corner, desperate for a hiding spot. A broom closet? A tapestry? Anything.She rounded the bend and slammed, hard, into solid muscle."Oof!"Strong hands grabbed her arms before she could bounce off and hit the floor. She looked up, terror in her eyes, expecting silver armor.Instead, she saw the insignia of the Ashwood Beta."Kael!" she gasped and gripped his tunic. "Hide me!"Kael didn't ask questions. He didn't hesitate. He saw the terror in her eyes and the flush of exertion on her cheeks, and his soldier’s instinct took over.He grabbed her by the waist, lifting her almost off her feet, and swung her behind his massive frame, pressing her into the shadows of a deep stone alcove. He stepped in front of her, expanding his chest and blocking her from view completely.The P
Last Updated: 2026-01-10
Chapter: THE DISCOVERYLyra grabbed for Finn’s collar, but the boy was slippery as an eel."No!" Finn yelped, twisting his body with a desperate strength. He ducked under her arm, his eyes wide with panic. "I have duties! She is waiting!""Finn, stop!" Lyra shouted and lunged for him.But he was gone. He bolted down the corridor and disappeared around the bend toward the scullery exit, leaving Lyra holding nothing but air and the lingering scent of stale incense.Lyra stood there, her chest heaving. She gave it to him, Lyra thought as a sick feeling rose in her gut. The High Priestess is marking him.She couldn't chase him now. The sun was setting, and Matron Henga would be prowling for slackers. Lyra cursed under her breath and stomped back toward the main kitchen.The kitchen was winding down for the night. The fires were banked, and the smell of roasting meat had faded to the scent of scrubbing soap.In the corner, a young maid named Tess was grinding something in a mortar and pestle. It wasn't spice fo
Last Updated: 2026-01-09
Chapter: THE CRACK IN THE SAINTThe sun beat down on the Ashwood courtyard for the second day in a row. The heat shimmered off the cobblestones, distorting the air around the bamboo cage.Oreon hadn't moved. His lips were chapped, his skin burned red, but he sat cross-legged against the bars like a stone sentinel. Kael sat beside him, equally unmoving, in support.Around them, the vigil held. Servants swapped shifts, ensuring there was always a ring of bodies protecting the Alpha and the Mouse from the Paladins' spears."Water," a soft voice called out.The circle of servants parted respectfully.Sister Holly walked through. She wore her white cotton dress with a wooden bucket in her hands and a ladle floating in the cool liquid. She looked radiant, unaffected by the heat, and seemed to have a halo of sunlight catching her blonde hair.She stopped in front of Oreon."Drink, Alpha," she urged gently, dipping the ladle. "You are parched."Oreon didn't look at the water. He looked at her. "I do not need charity from yo
Last Updated: 2026-01-09
Chapter: THE VIGILThe sun moved across the sky like a slow, burning eye, but Oreon did not move.He sat cross-legged on the cobblestones with his back pressed against the bamboo bars of the Purification Cage. Sweat soaked his hair and ran down his neck, stinging the fresh cuts from the silver spears. His skin was red, radiating heat, but he didn't flinch.Inside the cage, Eltonia watched him through the slats. Her heart ached with terror and overwhelming gratitude."Alpha," she whispered, her throat dry. "Please. You will get heatstroke. Go inside.""I am comfortable," Oreon rasped. He reached back through the bars, and his hand found hers. "Are you?""I am fine," she lied, squeezing his fingers.A shadow fell over them.Beta Kael stood there. He was in full uniform, despite the heat. He looked at Oreon sitting in the dirt. He looked at the wall of Council Paladins standing guard with their silver spears.Kael didn't say a word. He unbuckled his sword belt and laid it on the ground.Then, he sat down n
Last Updated: 2026-01-07
Chapter: THE CAGE OF LIGHTThe "Purification Cage" was not made of iron. It was not made of steel.It was made of bamboo.To the untrained eye, it looked fragile, like a birdcage woven from pale, dried stalks. But the bamboo had been soaked in holy water and engraved with runes of containment. It stood in the exact center of the main courtyard, where the sun beat down without mercy, unobstructed by the castle walls.There was no roof or shade. There was only the light.Eltonia sat in the center of the small, circular cage. She was still wearing the grey wool of the penitent, which scratched her skin and trapped the heat like a furnace. Her hands were bound loosely in her lap.The sun was like a personal enemy. Her mouth was dry as dust.Servants passed by, averting their eyes. They had been forbidden to speak to the "witch." To offer water was a sin. To offer shade was heresy.Eltonia closed her eyes against the glare. The heat made her dizzy. The world spun, and the grey stones of the courtyard blurred into th
Last Updated: 2026-01-06
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