A Call to the Crippled Alpha
Waking up in Moonbrook Hospital with her memories wiped clean, Vivienne Wainwright returns home only to face cold rejection. Her mother slaps her, her brother despises her, and her fiancé, Merriweather Blackwell, publicly discards her to claim her sister, Cressida. Cast out into the cold night of Frostmere City, Vivienne is left with nothing—until she unlocks a hidden chest containing a sealed mate contract with Alpha Roderick Blackwell, the formidable leader who was crippled in a brutal pack ambush two years ago.
Unaware that she sacrificed her own wolf essence to save Roderick’s life, Vivienne takes a position at the Blackwell Group headquarters to rebuild her life away from her toxic family. Stepping into the intimidating presence of the icy, wheel-bound Alpha, she ignites a fiery tension that neither can control. As Merriweather and Cressida plot to destroy her, Roderick’s possessive instincts awaken, driving him to protect the fragile yet fierce female who stirs his dormant wolf. Together, they must navigate deadly pack politics, unravel the betrayal that severed their past, and claim the powerful bond that was always meant to be theirs.
[ Werewolf Romance, Fated Mates, Secret Identity, Amnesia Disabled Alpha, Revenge & Redemption, Forbidden Love, Pack Politics, Second Chance ]
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Chapter: C11Vivienne Wainwright POV Vivienne Wainwright smoothed down the front of her wrinkled linen shirt, unaware that her pale collarbone was exposed and dark red finger marks were blooming across the skin of her neck. After the heated clash with Merriweather in the corridor, her cheeks carried a slight, breathless flush.Seeing that Alpha Roderick Blackwell was maneuvering his mechanical wheelchair alone without an escort, she stepped forward immediately."Alpha Roderick," she called out softly.She rested her hands gently on the silver push-handles of his wheelchair, her dark eyes clear and earnest. "Are you heading up to the Alpha's Office Floor? Let me assist you."Roderick did not look up. He activated the wheel controls himself, gliding forward without a pause. "Get lost."Vivienne stood frozen for a beat, wondering if she had misheard his gravelly, freezing tone. "Alpha Roderick—""I said get out of my sight," Roderick repeated, his voice dropping into an arctic growl that made her in
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10Vivienne Wainwright POVVivienne knows exactly who Alpha Roderick Blackwell is referring to.Roderick assumes every move she makes is a desperate calculation to grab Merriweather's attention. No matter how many times she denies it, no one in this territory will ever believe her."Alpha Roderick, I am not trying to play games," Vivienne says, her dark eyes clear and steady despite the crushing pressure of his gaze. "I am broke. I need a position, and the Blackwell Group pays top territory wages. I am fully prepared to handle the most brutal border assignments."When a female claims she can handle hard labor, it usually invites endless exploitation. Vivienne knows the risk, but stepping through the doors of Blackwell Tower is her only path forward.She has to discover why Roderick was crippled two years ago, and what dark secret binds her forgotten past to his broken body.Sitting in the shadowed interior of his transport, Roderick lets out a low, cold laugh that echoes with pure, dange
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Chapter: CHAPTER 9Vivienne Wainwright POVA sharp, violent pounding against the heavy wooden door jolted Vivienne Wainwright awake in the middle of the night. She sat bolt upright on her narrow bed, her pulse racing in the dark as her wolf stirred nervously beneath her skin. She held her breath, listening closely, but after a few tense moments, the commotion down the hall faded into absolute silence.By sunrise, Vivienne gathered her credentials and formatted a clean, professional application for the Blackwell Group. She submitted her portfolio directly to the central pack hiring portal, targeting three different entry-level positions in the territorial finance division.Within thirty minutes, an automated rejection notification flashed on her screen, dismissing her candidacy without so much as an initial screening.Determined, Vivienne submitted fresh applications to the asset management and border development branches, but the outcome was identical.Rejection after rejection filled her inbox.Her aca
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8Vivienne Wainwright POV"Well, look who finally decided to crawl through the doors," Hendricks Parker sneers loudly from the center of the plush VIP suite.Merriweather Blackwell is seated on the velvet sofa, his arm wrapped around a sleek pack hostess instead of Cressida. Pack heirs love to follow herd instincts. Every male in the room brought a companion tonight, so Merriweather had to follow suit to maintain his status. Men always claim they can resist temptation, but they never want to stand out as the boring exception among their pack brothers.Merriweather looks up, his golden eyes widening in brief shock before settling into an arrogant sneer as he sets his crystal glass down."Vivienne, do you ever get tired of making a fool of yourself?" Merriweather growls, shaking his head.She has caused explosive public scenes in this exact lounge before, and dressing up in staff attire tonight is just another pathetic desperate move in his eyes.Vivienne keeps her face completely blank,
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7Vivienne Wainwright POVVivienne completely misjudges the raw power of the electric scooter throttle. The moment she twists her wrist, the machine violently lurches forward, jumping the curb and slamming directly into the side of a sleek, high-end transport carriage.She flies off the handlebars, tumbling hard against the asphalt. Her left knee scrapes raw against the stone, a sharp sting shooting up her leg that makes her hiss in pain.The owner of the luxury transport flings his door open and storms out, his face purple with rage. "Are you blind, or are you just trying to get yourself killed? Look at this! This carriage was delivered from the central dealership only an hour ago. You are going to pay for every single credit of this damage!"Vivienne pushes herself up from the street, wincing as blood trickles down her scraped knee. She glances at the gleaming emblem on the carriage body, realizing with a sinking heart that it costs more than she could earn in a lifetime.Ten thousand
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6Vivienne Wainwright POVVivienne sets her wooden soup bowl down against the table edge. She hesitates for a brief second before looking up at Verity. "Can you... lend me a small amount of Money?"Verity lets out a sharp, incredulous breath, shaking her head. "You drained two hundred thousand gold credits on a pair of solid silver male cuff links for Merriweather just last week, and now you are standing here telling me you are completely copper-broke?"Vivienne flushes, her fingers nervously brushing against her cheek. "I had to borrow credits just to settle my clinic bill yesterday. I will repay every single coin."Verity sighs deeply, transfers ten thousand credits straight to Vivienne’s pack account, and gives her shoulder a firm pat. "Your family cut you off from the treasury vaults ages ago. But instead of saving a single silver piece for yourself, you kept pouring your earnings into gifts for Merriweather and even tried to buy off his pack relatives."Verity drops her hand, offer
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The Alpha’s Savage Rebirth
"Your wolf is a feral monster, Vickon," I whisper against his neck, my fingers tracing the jagged silver scars marking his chest. "But his teeth belong to me now."
"Then finish the bond, Zafira," he rumbles, a dangerous, low growl vibrating against my bare collarbone as his heavy hands grip my hips, pulling me flush against his solid frame. "Sink your fangs into my throat and claim your sovereignty. Let the whole dominion watch you take what is yours."
In my first life, I was a blind, naive omega who believed the venomous lies of my pack-sister. I fled the sacred marriage alliance, rejected my true-mate signs, and watched the sovereign of the Blackwynd Moon Dominion bleed out in the snow to save my worthless life. Stranded in the wastes, I was brutally scarred and slaughtered by the very rogues I trusted.
But the ancestors weren't finished with me.
Reborn into the past, I wake up on the exact day of my binding transport with my memories completely intact and my inner wolf roaring for vengeance. I will not flee this time. I will crawl straight into the sovereign's den, wrap myself in his scent, and protect the terrifying, silver-poisoned True Alpha that the rest of the world fears.
Let the corrupt elders plot, let the rogues test our borders, and let my traitorous family beg for mercy. They think I am a weak piece of currency to be traded, but I am here to claim my position as Lady Blackwynd. Vickon Blackwynd is the apex predator of the North—and this time, I am staying by his side until the pack burns.
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Chapter: 205Finally, Vickon's tense expression eased.I took his hand, ready to lead him back toward our private chambers—when suddenly—"My Lord, Lady Blackwynd, the Nightvale pack elders have breached the outer courtyard! They claim they have come to beg for forgiveness!" Zyric announced from the doorway.The Nightvale elders? Begging for forgiveness?I arched an eyebrow in surprise, my golden eyes flashing with sudden amusement.Out in the courtyard—"I will not! I refuse to bow my head to Zafira!" Vaelira's face was streaked with blood and tears as she struggled against her father Gabriel's crushing grip.Kneel and beg Zafira for mercy? Never. She would rather be torn apart by boundary rogues!"Are you trying to bring absolute destruction upon our entire bloodline?!" Gabriel's rage boiled over. Without warning, he raised his heavy, clawed hand and struck her across the face—a brutal blow that echoed off the stone walls.Vaelira shrieked, her legs giving out as she crashed onto the flagstones.
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Chapter: 204"Are you angered by my presence, my Alpha?" I asked, flashing a bright, teasing smile as I slid into the passenger seat of the shadow-transport.Vickon kept his golden eyes fixed straight ahead, his expression carved from stone. But the moment I settled beside him, his massive arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me tightly against his side. "Not at all, my Luna."His gaze flicked out the window toward Thorne standing frozen by the boundary stone.At that exact moment, Thorne felt a freezing shiver race down his spine, his knees locking in absolute terror. He remembered the shattered bones in his leg and wondered how much Alpha Vickon had witnessed from the dark interior.I noticed Vickon's hard stare and leaned closer, my fingers lightly touching his leather-clad sleeve. "My Alpha?"Following his gaze to Thorne, I quickly murmured, "I was merely walking back when he leaped into my path talking absolute nonsense. I handled him immediately, Vickon. We share no past, I swear it. Do not
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Chapter: 203"Why are you staring at me like that, darling?" I ask, pouting playfully as I dart across the stone floor toward him.I lean into his broad chest and add, "Did Thorne and his line show up at the gates?"Vickon's brutal lips had just begun to curl into a rare, tender smile at my sweet opening, but the instant Thorne's name leaves my mouth, every trace of warmth vanishes from his golden eyes."Are you worried about his fate, my Luna?" he asks, his deep voice terrifyingly even.My inner wolf whined softly at the sudden spike of possessive tension rolling off him. He cannot stand hearing another male's name on my lips—especially not Thorne, the limping fool who once dared to covet my mark."I was merely curious," I say quickly, pressing my body flush against his iron-clad torso to soothe his beast. "I bet his line came crawling here to beg for your mercy. As long as you shield them, they will not have to face the wrath of the Duskwater pack.""Is that what you desire, Zafira? For me to pr
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Chapter: 202Vaelira's face turned deathly pale in an instant.What in the Goddess's name was Thorne doing at the academy gates? And at this exact moment, no less!Thorne, too, had spotted Vaelira, along with Mirelle and me. A cold, sinking feeling crept into his chest—something was deeply wrong.He stopped in his tracks, dragging his crippled leg, and turned to Zyric Fenwolf, the Enforcer who had escorted him from his quarters. "Zyric, did you not state that my Alpha wished to speak with me?"Half an hour earlier, Zyric had found him in his private chambers, stating that Vickon demanded his presence. When the shadow-carriage brought him straight to the entrance of the Wolfsbane Lunar Herbarium, Thorne had felt a sudden twinge of suspicion, but brushed it aside. After all, he had seen Vickon drop me off at the archway earlier. It made sense the Alpha might be nearby.But now, instead of Vickon, Thorne stood face-to-face with the three she-wolves who absolutely should not be in the same space.His
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Chapter: 201After her daily training at the Wolfsbane Lunar Herbarium, I went straight back to Rosewood Manor and immediately called for Zyric, pulling him aside to whisper a few instructions into his ear."What are you two whispering about?"Vickon appeared out of nowhere, his golden eyes narrowing with dark suspicion as his gaze lingered on Zyric for a couple of seconds.He did not look pleased at all.Zyric stiffened, quickly taking two steps back to put a safe, respectful distance between himself and me."My Lord... Lady Blackwynd merely gave me a brief errand to run," Zyric stammered, bowing his head."Is that so? And what kind of errand must be kept hidden from your Alpha?" Vickon turned his towering frame toward me, his deep voice smooth, but his meaning possessive and absolute.I blinked in surprise, my inner wolf stirring at his reaction. I had not expected my terrifying Alpha to grow jealous over something so minor! He could be so... fiercely territorial over his female.Biting back a l
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Chapter: 200"If you dare whisper another line of that filth, I will have Vickon strip the Westfall lands from your father before nightfall," I growled, my wolf clawing at the inside of my ribs in pure disgust.Shirley Westfall sneered, her fingers digging into her leather tunic as she took a step closer, completely oblivious to the shadow creeping up her neck. "Threaten me all you want, Zafira! Thorne still carries your mark on his collar—a fresh, bleeding bite from last night. We will see how High Alpha Vickon responds when he learns his precious Luna is still sneaking into the woods to mark other males!"She spun on her heel and stormed toward the main gates of the Wolfsbane Lunar Herbarium, her boots heavy on the stone path."What in the Goddess's name is that crazy she-wolf babbling about?!" Nythra Ravencrest snarled, her golden eyes flashing as her claws extended, ready to lung after her.I thrust out my arm, catching Nythra across her leather-clad chest to hold her back.My blood ran cold,
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Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run
"You taste of another wolf's territory, Draven. Wash his scent from your skin, or do not dare demand my submission tonight."
For three agonizing winters, omega wolf Lardon Vexley played the flawless, hidden lodge master to the brutal Alpha-Prime, Draven Calder. He endured the pack's cruelty, silenced his own roar, and sacrificed his elite status as a Skyfang Rift Engineering scholar—all to secure a secret mating bond with a beast who treats him like a glorified kennel keeper. But when Draven ignites the sacred crest flares for his high-born lover, Mireya Duskrell, Lardon realizes his silent devotion has earned him nothing but a broken pack-vow and a terminal case of silver-rot eating through his ribs.
With his remaining moons numbered, Lardon chooses to reclaim his wild instincts. He signs the dissolution scrolls, strips off his collar, and walks into the cold wilderness to resurrect his buried dreams at Nighthowl Systems, guided by his former childhood protector turned powerful rogue, Aziel Crowbane.
But an Alpha-Prime does not surrender his property so easily. When Draven tracks his runaway mate down to a dark, secluded den, the confrontation burns with years of unspoken, toxic fixation.
"You think a piece of signed parchment severs what is etched into your bones, Lardon?" Draven growled, his powerful claws pinning the omega against the rough stone wall, his tongue forcefully tracing the sensitive, throbbing skin of Lardon's unbitten neck. "Scream your defiance all you want, but your wolf still slicks the furs the moment my shadows wrap around your thighs. Let me feel how desperate you are to be ruined by my fangs again."
Will Lardon survive the lethal decay in his bloodline, or will the predatory obsession of two dominant Alphas tear his world to shreds?
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Chapter: 172Aziel Crowbane’s engagement celebration was in full swing, the thunderous beat of pack war-drums vibrating through the iron deck of the galleon while Alphas and Lunas roared with laughter over goblets of blood-mead.It was Aziel’s grand night—a colossal alliance-feast hosted across the roaring waters of Skyfang Rift—and the massive vessel was packed to the bulkheads with ruthless warlords, cunning clan elders, and ambitious warriors.The atmosphere was dangerously electric.I spotted Aziel standing near the high prow. Even on his mating night, he looked utterly unbothered, one hand hooked into his heavy war-belt, his golden eyes scanning the crowd with a brooding, predatory smirk. Beside him, Zoraya Flint radiated pure triumph, her silver-trimmed cloak sweeping across the wood.For a split second, Aziel’s gaze sliced across the deck.And our eyes locked. A sharp, challenging spark flared in his expression.He flashed a slow, wicked grin—humorous, unapologetic, and dripping with wolfis
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Chapter: 171"Alpha Calder really is willing to shed his own blood for a delicate pureblood Omega, isn't he?" Orion Blackthorn's baritone dripped with icy sarcasm, his lips curving into a lethal, mocking sneer. "Why didn't that weaponized war-drone slice his torso clean through the other night?"Lord Hay chuckled softly, rubbing his heavy leather belt. "Alpha Calder is forging an elite vanguard for Neural Intelligence. With a Sovereign Alpha commanding the front, which warrior wouldn't jump to sign their blood-pact? Chief Duskrell... talk about being blessed by the Moon Lady!"That comment finally drew a reaction from me—I lifted my golden eyes, my gaze cold as mountain stone.Even Orion scowled at that so-called "blessing," his dark face clouding with raw contempt and unspoken concern as he glanced down at my pale, composed face.Mireya’s sudden rise to glory was built directly on top of the blood, sweat, and sacrifices I had poured into the Calder Dominion for three long years. Every warlord acr
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Chapter: 170LARDON VEXLEY POVOrion Blackthorn's golden eyes flashed with cold, dangerous satisfaction as he folded his muscular arms across his dark leather chest. "Looks like Alpha Calder is going to pay your penalty fees now, Seymour. No wonder your tail is wagging so high today."Orion was not the slightest bit concerned that Seymour might leak the structural secrets of Nighthowl Systems' new war-arrays.Because—The true core runic matrices from our last successful launch belonged strictly to me.Only the highest-ranking engineers on our council held that classified knowledge. Minor officers like Seymour were kept completely in the dark.Seymour unclipped his silver identification badge from his tunic and set it on the oak desk with a heavy clatter. "I simply desire a higher seat in a sovereign pack, Master Blackthorn. I hope you and Master Vexley can understand."Who among our kind would refuse a permanent equity stake in a faction backed directly by the Supreme Alpha?Nighthowl Systems had
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Chapter: 169"Is Mireya on the communication crystal too?" Tavros's booming voice echoed through the iron receiver, cutting through the heavy silence of the carriage."Yes," Draven replied, his baritone a low, gravelly rumble."Put me on speaker."Draven tapped the glowing blue rune on his comm-device, activating the broad audio feed.The second the connection broadened, Tavros barked out a dry laugh. "Has Lucien Mordane reached out to either of you today? Have you noticed how abnormally busy he's been acting? I tried to pull him to the tavern for a roast boar dinner, but he claimed he had urgent business in the lower territory. I have no clue what that shadow-soldier is scheming!"Mireya Duskrell sat quietly on the fur-lined seat across from Draven, his fingers tightening around his laced cloak.Lately, Lucien had completely pulled away from him. Whenever Mireya sent a messenger bird or an encrypted scroll asking for a meeting, Lucien rarely responded, his tone cold, clipped, and distant. Mireya
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Chapter: 168"I never expected a Warwick pureblood to treat a male rogue like a human being," I said, leaning back against the wooden chair as the bitter herbal tea warmed my throat.Elias Warwick didn't flinch. His sharp grey eyes held mine across the table at the Frostveil teahouse, entirely untouched by the arrogant pack hierarchy that usually consumed high-ranking Alphas."I don't judge a wolf by his pack ties, Lardon," Elias replied smoothly, his voice low and grounding. "And I certainly don't take Tavros Kane's word as gospel."I remembered the brutal conflict at the Silverclaw Academy two winters ago. Tavros had tried to put his heavy, suffocating Alpha hands on me, and I’d drawn blood right in front of the entire student body. Elias had been standing in the shadows of the stone archway that day, watching the whole bloody mess. Tavros had dragged my name through the mud afterward, calling me an unhinged, dangerous male who needed to be put put down. Yet here Elias sat, completely unbothered
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Chapter: 167"You think I'm going to chase after a male who just severed our soul bond?"I slammed my fist against the side of the cab, the metal vibrating beneath my knuckles. Across the cobblestone street of Frostveil Peak, Draven Calder stepped out of the heavy iron gates of the Bloodmoon Iron Hold. He held his right arm stiffly against his ribs, his face tight with controlled pain. The dark wolfsbane burn from our battle was still eating through his flesh, radiating through his nerves and bone. He looked like an absolute phantom, but his posture remained cold, refined, and disgustingly arrogant.Beside him, Cassian Wren frowned in concern. "Alpha... shouldn't you at least give Lardon a ride back to the territory? His inner wolf is bleeding from the severance. He looks ready to collapse."Draven didn't slow his pace. He marched toward his obsidian transport, his silver eyes completely dead to the world. "There is no reason to ruin his celebration. He wanted his freedom. He has it."Cassian blin
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Too Human for My Mate, Perfect for the Rival Alpha
"Why do you still wear that cheap silver band, human? You know I only love Brielle."
Those are the freezing words of my mate, Alpha Grayson Ashbourne. I am Rowan Everly, a born-human, plus-size designer struggling to survive in a modern werewolf world that despises my size and my bloodline. For two agonizing years, I have endured the Pack Courtiers' cruel whispers and watched my husband parade his she-wolf mistresses across the Ashbourne Alpha Holdings. I am drowning in a storm of pack politics, rejected and broken on my own birthday.
But everything changes the moment the elevator thuds at the Pack Dominion Hall.
"I heard you are a married woman, Miss Everly. Is that true?"
Enter Alpha Declan Hawthorne—the terrifying, breathtaking ruler of the Hawthorne Mooncrest Dominion. He is an icy king wolf who allows no one near him, yet a single accidental stumble leaves my lipstick stained on his white shirt like a blooming rose. While my husband pushes me away into the dirt, this dangerous rival Alpha begins to shadow my every move, taking personal command of the Silver Creek Pack Territory project just to bring me into his Alpha Command Chamber.
As secrets unravel through sharp confrontations and intense encounters, the ultimate question echoes through the territory: Can a rejected human girl break her toxic bonds and discover what happens when a true, powerful Alpha decides to claim her?
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Chapter: 75Rowan Everly POV"Are you planning to keep me standing in this corridor until sunrise, or will you offer an elder a seat?"Richard Ashbourne straightens his towering, silver-haired frame, his cold amber eyes sweeping over my bruised face with unmasked disapproval. He lowers his hands onto his wolf-head cane, the dark mahogany polished to a mirror shine.My heart thuds against my ribs like a trapped bird, but I keep my weight firmly planted in my doorway. "Old Master Ashbourne... I didn't expect to see the High Alpha's grandfather on my floor. To what do I owe this visit?""A proper wolf doesn't air her dirty laundry in public, yet here you are, looking like you got dragged through a rogue pack's war zone." Richard sneers, his sharp gaze lingering on the dark purple bruising along my jawline. "You're a grown female, Rowan. Getting into brutal physical brawls with construction crews? It is utterly disgraceful."I swallow down the bitter sting in my throat, crossing my arms over my chest
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Chapter: 74Declan Hawthorne POV"Will Rowan still melt into my embrace if she learns the true extent of what I’m setting in motion?" I stare at the dark oak table in the Crimson Moon Banquet Hall, my voice barely above a whisper.Callum Prescott waits in silence, fidgeting with his cuffs until I break the stillness. "Spread the word to the pack network," I order flatly. "Let everyone think the Hawthorne Mooncrest Dominion is pushing the Ashbourne Alpha Citadel to the brink of total collapse.""Understood, High Alpha!" Callum grins, a lethal glint in his eyes. "The boys have been itching to drag Grayson through the mud."The satellite phone in my coat pocket vibrates again. I don't disconnect it this time. I slide it out, reading the encrypted caller ID before letting it ring out.Rowan Everly POVI take a private pack transport back to my small dwelling on the outer edges of the territory.My heart aches with a heavy, suffocating weight. I would be lying if I said I wasn't deeply shaken by Decla
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Chapter: 73Declan Hawthorne POV"If you truly love High Alpha Hawthorne, Genevieve, you should try to win his favor with your own strength," Rowan says, her voice quiet but firm as she stands near the archway of the practice grounds. "If he chooses you, no one else can change his mind."Genevieve Dawson's face contorts with rage. Hearing Rowan speak my name with such calm authority hits her like a direct insult. We both know where my heart lies, and to Genevieve, Rowan’s logical response feels like a cruel boast."Rowan..." Genevieve spits the name like poison, her hands trembling as her claws begin to unsheathe. "I have never hated anyone more than I hate you. I finally find the mate I want, and he won't even look at me because a scentless human is occupying his sight."She takes a step closer to Rowan, dropping her aggressive posture into something almost pathetic. Her voice softens, laced with desperate pride. "Tell me what you want. What will it take for you to walk away from him?"Rowan loo
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Chapter: 72"Get your scentless human hands off him, Rowan, or I will let my wolf rip your throat out right here," Genevieve Dawson sneers, stepping forward with her claws partially extended.I freeze, my hands hovering over the handles of the target crossbow on the Black Fang Lodge practice green. The humiliation from the Ashbourne Alpha Citadel still burns fresh in my chest, but the sudden, suffocating pressure of an angry wolf scent makes my human heart slam against my ribs."Back down, Genevieve," Declan Hawthorne growls, his low voice vibrating with pure Alpha authority.Without moving an inch away from me, Declan wraps his heavy, warm arm around my waist, pulling my soft hips flush against his broad, rock-hard torso. The heat radiating off his body floods my senses, instantly drowning out Genevieve’s hostile scent with the rich, soothing aroma of crushed pine and ozone.Genevieve’s amber wolf eyes flare with fury as she looks at Elder Dawson, who stands nearby with a dark, sour expression.
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Chapter: 71"I never stole your design codes, Grayson! I will never admit to a crime I didn't commit! Never!"My raw voice shatters the tense air of the High Council Hall. The thick white bandage on my forehead throbs in sync with my racing pulse, but I force my chin up, refusing to let them see me break. I am human, plus-size, and bruised, but I am not a thief.Without waiting for his response, I spin on my heel and march toward the private elevator.The heavy doors chime open with a crisp ding, and Evelyn Wren steps out, her sleek silk dress rustling as she rushes forward. I slide past her into the cabin and slam my palm against the door-close button before she can even read the blood on my face. The polished steel panels seal tight, descending rapidly toward the lower levels of the Ashbourne Alpha Citadel.Back in the High Council Hall, Victoria Ashbourne's sharp voice carries straight down the open shaft. "What is she doing here?!"A loud, brutal crack of skin against skin echoes through the
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Chapter: 70He was a mountain of a man, clad in a immaculate dark tailored suit that barely contained his lethal, muscular frame. His obsidian eyes swept across the room like a predator scanning a field of sheep, freezing every wolf in their tracks. Behind him marched two elite shadow guards, their dark leather coats sweeping against the floor.Declan didn't glance at Victoria, nor at the trembling elders, nor at Grayson. His eyes locked directly onto my pale face, tracking the dark purple bruise on my jaw and the white bandage on my forehead. A dark, terrifying fire lit up deep within his eyes."What is the meaning of this intrusion, High Alpha Hawthorne?" Grayson demanded, stepping forward to shield Evelyn, though his own wolf was visibly tense, his shoulders rigid with defensive posturing. "This is an internal Ashbourne Pack matter!"Declan ignored him completely. He strolled across the marble floor with slow, deliberate grace, stopping right in front of me.Without asking for permission, Decl
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