Bride of the Human Alpha
They call him the Human Alpha—the most feared man in the werewolf world, despite having no wolf of his own.
Shahira's life shattered the night her mate, the ruthless heir of the Moontide Pack rejected her in front of the entire pack for being "too weak." Humiliated and broken, she's cast out with nothing but scars and shame.
Then she meets him.
Daren Methlock doesn't have a wolf. Twenty-five years ago, his entire clan was slaughtered by a coalition of packs led by Moontide Pack. As a baby, his dying pack performed a forbidden ritual—sacrificing their wolves to save his life. Now, he's stronger, faster, and deadlier than any Alpha who ever lived. And he's spent the last six years hunting down every pack responsible for the massacre. Moontide is last on his list.
When Daren's enemies capture Shahira as bait, he saves her—and discovers she's his second chance mate. The bond ignites between them like wildfire, but her ex-mate is Daren's greatest enemy. Loving her means complications. Using her means revenge.
But Shahira has secrets of her own. She knows things about Moontide's Alpha—things that could jeopardize everything Daren has worked for. And when she discovers the real reason his clan was massacred, both of them will have to choose: justice or love, vengeance or mercy.
Because the night of the massacre, not everyone died. And the one who survived wants Daren's power for themselves.
In a world of fangs and fury, the human Alpha might be the most dangerous predator of all.
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWELVE: THE SECOND INFILTRATION The plan was simple in theory, terrifying in execution. Daren and I would stage a scene near Moontide's border. His "guards" would be escorting me as a prisoner. Moontide's patrol would "ambush" us. I'd be "recaptured." Then I'd be on my own. We stood in the forest an hour before dawn, three of Daren's most trusted fighters with us. Elena had given me a final check-up and hidden another listening device in the hem of my jacket. "Remember," Daren said, going over the plan one last time. "You're broken. You've been tortured, forced to give up information. You're desperate to warn Moontide about my attack plans. Stay emotional, stay scared." "I won't have to fake that part," I muttered. He pulled me aside, away from the others. In the pre-dawn darkness, his face was all shadows and sharp angles. "Last chance to back out," he said quietly. "I'm not backing out." "Kane will hurt you. When he questions you, he won't be gentle." "I know." "And if he realizes you're feeding him fal
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Chapter: CHAPTER ELEVEN: SOMETHING SHIFTS Training continued for three more days. Each session, I got stronger, faster, more confident. Daren pushed me relentlessly, but I pushed back. We fell into a rhythm—attack and counter, strike and block, a deadly dance that left us both exhausted. But something was changing between us. It started small. The way his hand would linger when he helped me up. The way his eyes would track me across the training yard. The way he'd pause sometimes, mid-instruction, and just look at me like he was seeing something he hadn't noticed before. And I wasn't immune either. I found myself watching him when he demonstrated techniques. Admiring the way he moved, all controlled power and lethal grace. Noticing details—the scar on his jaw, the way his eyes softened when he smiled, which was rare, the sound of his laugh when I actually managed to land a hit on him. "You're distracted," he said on the third day, pinning me easily. "I'm tired." "You're distracted," he repeated. "What's going on in tha
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Chapter: CHAPTER TEN: TRAINING BEGINS Daren wasn't kidding about real training. The next morning, he woke me before dawn. "Get dressed. We're going to the advanced training ground." I followed him to a section of the compound I hadn't seen before. It was isolated, surrounded by high walls, with weapons racks and practice dummies that looked like they'd seen serious use. "This is where I train my best fighters," Daren explained. "The ones who go on the most dangerous missions." "I'm not one of your best fighters." "Not yet. But you will be." He tossed me a wooden practice sword. "Let's see what you remember from last time." We sparred for an hour. Daren was relentless, pushing me harder than before. Every time I made a mistake, he made me pay for it. Every time I got sloppy, I ended up on the ground. By the end, I was gasping for air and covered in bruises. "You're thinking too much," he said, not even winded. "You're trying to remember the moves instead of feeling them. Fighting isn't about memorization. It's abou
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Chapter: CHAPTER NINE: THE BOND We arrived back at the compound near dawn. I was exhausted, bruised, and shaking from adrenaline. Daren walked me straight to the medical building where Elena was waiting. "Is she hurt?" Elena asked, her hands already reaching to examine me. "Nothing serious. Cuts and bruises." Daren's voice was clipped. "Check her over and debrief her. I need to review the intelligence she gathered." He left without another word. Elena guided me to an examination table. "He's angry." "I noticed." "Not at you. At himself." She cleaned a cut on my arm. "He blames himself when his people get hurt. When you had to run early, he saw it as his failure for not planning better." "It wasn't his fault. It was mine. I wasn't careful enough." "Maybe. Or maybe Vanessa was going to be suspicious no matter what you did." Elena met my eyes. "Some people see threats everywhere because they're guilty themselves. Vanessa knows she betrayed you. Part of her probably expects you to want revenge." "She was right
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHT: THE DINNER The dining hall had been transformed for Alpha Marcus's visit. Fine tablecloths covered the long tables. Candles provided soft lighting. The best china and silverware gleamed. Even the air smelled different—rich food and expensive wine instead of the usual pack house scents. I stood against the wall with the other servers, dressed in a simple black dress that marked me as staff. My hands were steady, my face blank. The perfect invisible servant. Kane sat at the head of the table, with Marcus on his right. Alpha Marcus of Silverfang Pack was older than Kane, maybe sixty, with silver hair and sharp eyes that missed nothing. His Beta and several of his top warriors sat nearby. Ryker sat at Kane's left, with Vanessa beside him. She wore a beautiful dress and smiled at everything Marcus said, playing the perfect future Luna. And she kept shooting me poisonous looks whenever she thought no one was watching. "The Human Alpha's threat grows stronger every day," Marcus was saying. "Silve
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Chapter: CHAPTER SEVEN: THE OMEGA'S MASK Life as an omega was everything I'd feared and worse. I woke before dawn to prepare breakfast for the ranked wolves. Spent my days scrubbing floors, washing clothes, serving meals. The other omegas kept their distance—word had spread quickly that I was the Alpha's rejected mate, back by his mercy. No one wanted to associate with someone so low, so tainted. Fine by me. The isolation made it easier to work. Over the first week, I planted three of Elena's cameras in strategic locations. One in the main hallway near Kane's office, disguised as a button on a decorative curtain. One in the dining hall, stuck to the underside of a table. One in the training yard, hidden in a crack in the wall. I moved through Moontide like a ghost, invisible and insignificant. An omega carrying laundry, cleaning windows, serving food. No one paid attention to me. Which meant I could watch everything. I learned which warriors were loyal to Kane and which ones grumbled behind his back. I learned that the
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