Chapter: 3. The Alpha Who Shouldn't Me#Livia’sPOV “Livia,” My Father called again, his knuckles tapping twice against the heavy door. “The Future Alpha wishes to meet you.” His voice carried urgency.I couldn't answer him as my fingers dug deeper into the velvet curtain until my knuckles turned white. The fabric bunched beneath my grip, but I barely felt it. While outside, Asher stood in the courtyard, surrounded by his guards yet his attention remained fixed upward, locked onto my window.The distance between us was too great for me to see every detail of his face. But I instantly recognized his golden, sharp eyes. They were the same eyes that had watched me kneel on the execution platform while the executioner raised his sword.Cold sweat trickled down the back of my neck. My breathing became shallow while inside me, my suppressed wolf stirred and whimpered softly. “Mate...”“No…” I whispered, my voice trembling. “He's not…not yet.”He wasn't the Alpha who had condemned me. He wasn't the man who had shattered my heart
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Chapter: 2. The Life I shouldn't have#Livia’s POV Darkness should have lasted forever instead I woke with a violent gasp. Air rushed into my lungs so sharply that my chest burned. I lurched upright, clawing at my throat, expecting to feel warm blood pouring over my fingers.But to my surprise, there was no blood. I looked around and found no wound, no silver chains and no execution platform. Only the soft familiar scent of lavender and cedar lingering in the air. I froze, my chest heaving as my heart pounded wildly against my ribs. I stared at the room around me. The carved oak wardrobe standing in the corner. The cream-colored linen curtains fluttered in the gentle morning breeze. The narrow bookshelf my father had built with his own hands especially for me. The faded blue rug resting beside my bed.“No..” The words scraped out of my throat, barely a whisper. “This can't be….”I threw back the blanket and stumbled toward the full-length mirror near the window. The woman staring back at me wasn't the broken ,hollowed-o
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Chapter: 1. The Mate Who Chose My Death#Livia’sPOV The cold bit into my skin long before the silver did. Heavy iron shackles weighted my wrists,binding my hands behind my back as two pack guards dragged me toward the high stone platform at the center of the square. Every step I took left a red smear in the pale dust. The silver was laced through the chain links to suppress my wolf’s bloodline.Today my mate will sentence me to death. The thought alone should have terrified me instead, it left a hollow ache where my heart used to be. Inside my chest, my wolf scratched at the back of my mind, her whimpers fading into a dull, thrumming ache. Her voice was thin, choked by the poison in the metal.“Mate…” She whispered, her presence recoiling from the burning silver. Where is he?“I'm here.” I answered silently, though I wasn't sure whether I was comforting her or myself.The town square of the Black Moon Pack was suffocating. Thousands had gathered under the dim gray sky, their shoulders pressed tight while their murmurs rose
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