The Alpha King’s Mate Is An Ancient
***”You belonged to me the moment you were dragged into my bed and crowned beside me, consort,” Regaleon’s eyes darkened. He released her abruptly, as if touching her further offended and disgusted him.
“So, you don’t get to die. Instead, you will live. You will smile. You will stand beside me as Queen, and if you so much as breathe the wrong way, I will kill you.”***
A child born in blood is an omen. A child who grows frail and sickly as she ages is worse.
Ishtar Reyez’s father was murdered. Her future was stolen. They threw her from a cliff and called it fate.
But fate had other plans.
Reborn in the body of Lillia Silvervein, a foreign queen bound to a ruthless Alpha King—Regaleon Dravenhart, Ishtar awakens with a stolen life, a shattered past, and a fury that refuses to die. Surrounded by enemies, watched by subjects who despise her, and married to a man who sees her as nothing more than a political weapon, she learns one truth quickly:
Weakness is a death sentence.
As ancient power stirs within her and a long-silenced wolf finally answers her call, Ishtar must choose; to either remain a pawn in another man’s game, or become the reckoning no one saw coming.
They took her life. They silenced her wolf. Now, she will take everything back.
The Alpha King’s Mate is not a bride. She is an Ancient, and her destiny is revenge.
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Chapter: FOURBeautiful. She breathed as her face caught the silver glow. The full moon shone brightly at its peak, but like every other full moon, the ache began. It started deep within her bones; a slow, crawling soreness that spread through her body. The dull but consistent pressure in her mind until her head began to throb. Sounds sharpened until they blurred together, scents grew overwhelming, layered atop one another until her chest tightened, and her breaths came shallow. The moonlight felt invasive, almost cruel. She never felt connected to the moon, she felt exposed, yet like every other full moon, she called it beautiful. Tonight, however, something felt… wrong. An unease crept through her, cold and insistent. A sudden sadness rose without warning, so sharp her eyes stung, and her throat constricted painfully. It was too much. Too heavy. A grief she hadn’t invited, yet one that settled deep in her chest as if it had always been waiting. Perhaps, it was a re
Last Updated: 2026-01-14
Chapter: THREE The gala dragged on in a blur. By then, the heavy silence had lifted, replaced by lively music that soon filled the hall with laughter, and little by little, the noise grew again. However, it never changed the assessing and scrutinizing eyes fixed on Lillia. After she sat, the herald continued, calling family after family, who would come forward with gifts to pay respects. Amid the celebration, music and dance filling the room with melody and colour, Regaleon stood abruptly. Without a word or as much as a glance in her direction, he turned and walked away, dark silk brushing the obsidian steps as though she were no more than a necessary engagement he needed to get over. The effect was immediate. Whispers rose beneath the music, Lillia felt them before she heard them. The shift in attention, the sharp increase in scrutiny. A foreign bride abandoned at her own joining celebration. During this time, it was clear to Lillia that their initial very respectable smi
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: TWO The sun had long dipped below the horizon, leaving the castle bathed in the soft, amber glow of lanterns. Lillia stood before the mirror, her silver hair cascading over her shoulders, gleaming like threads of moonlight. Her reflection stared back, strong, unyielding, and alive. She was no more the fragile girl who had fallen to her death. This body was hers now. Foreign, yes, but powerful. Beautiful. Fierce. And yet… she mourned. Her fingers traced the curve of her stomach, the absence of the life she had carried clawing at her heart. She thought of the baby she had never known, of her body smashed against the rocks below Clearwater Forest, of the friends who had died so she could live. Guilt and grief twisted together like a noose. Lillia sighed. She pressed her palms on the mirror, as if touching herself could anchor the two halves of her existence—Ishtar and Lillia. “Focus,” she whispered, jaw tightening. “Strength first. Revenge second. Survival always. You’re bar
Last Updated: 2026-01-04
Chapter: ONEIshtar woke with a gasp that tore violently from her chest.Her body jerked upright as though dragged from drowning, lungs burning, and heart hammering so hard, she thought it might split her ribs apart. Cold sweat slicked her skin, as her fingers clawed at silk sheets, breath coming in ragged, broken pulls.The cliff—yes… she’d fallen off. She felt the wind. Felt Poppy’s claws digging into her flesh. She remembered Pete, and how he just stood and watched.My baby.Ishtar wrapped her abdomen, as she curled inward instinctively, a strangled sound escaping her throat. Panic surged through her in a brutal wave as she waited for the pain, for the tearing agony, and the hollow, dead silence that followed as she fell.But nothing came.Instead, there was a steady warmth beneath her palms. She sucked in a sharp breath, and finally looked down. Her stomach was flat. Unmarked. There was no blood. No pain.Her chest rose and fell beneath fabric far too soft to belong to the forest or the cliff.
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
Chapter: PROLOGUE“Run, my lady. Don’t look back. We’ll hold them back as long as our breath stays in our lungs. If one of us lives tonight, it has to be you. Please—live.”Muffled sobs bled into the darkness of Clearwater forest, as Ishtar tore through the tangled branches and choking undergrowth. Every word from her dying pack members clawed at her heart, tightening it until her lungs burned for air.Her limbs screamed in protest. Muscles stiff. Every step sent fire through her body, as thorns and branches ripped into pale fragile skin, leaving blood in her wake. But guilt burned hotter than the wounds. Poppy was right, she was her father’s shame. A weak liability unfit to be Luna.Maybe it was the darkness, the grief or the pain and guilt she felt, but all she wanted was to die. She felt so deserving of her misfortunes and darkness, that she felt a belonging, but even the forest was unwelcoming, and it took its toll without mercy.Tears blurred her vision, streaking hot and relentlessly down her c
Last Updated: 2026-01-02
Chapter: EIGHT: Dreams and NightmaresDanicaI have had many thoughts to life; friendship, family, love, hatred, loneliness, happiness and even death but I have never thought as to how I will die.The last I remember was having a few drinks with Harry and Brie. Brie warned me, she didn’t want me to come here but I overlooked her words.I guess one only comes to a realization of the importance of something when one desperately needs it. I never thought I will appreciate life as much as I do right now, to think I have always wanted to die.Truth is I need to survive, no I want to live but as the crackling sound draws nearer, I wondered if I was in yet another nightmare as I slowly let go of the thin line that connects me to hope.Help me… it comes out as a whisper, a really desperate one as I remain frozen on the ground listening to the sounds of death.Praying for some sort of miracle, doesn’t it happen in the fairytales I saw as a kid?Oh, I forgot it was just a fairytale.The crackling sound gets louder and louder until
Last Updated: 2022-06-11
Chapter: SEVEN: Arlan’s TeachingsRohan“One moment you’re all defensive and suddenly you’re not? What is wrong with you Rohan?” Arlan releases a long sigh.“Nothing.” Choosing to avoid Arlan’s gaze, I stand and leave to my bedroom.I’ve had a long day, one I hope to end well some alone peace and probably a breath of fresh air later. The trauma of being stained with cake parfait and the criminal openly denying it still annoys me.However that won’t stop me from having parfaits, never.Sighing hard, I sink into the soft sheets, closing my eyes almost immediately, as if that will help me unsee the images in my head. About a minute later, I sit up and pull off the shirt, feeling grateful that Arlan did not notice it, I then take a quick shower.How was I supposed to tell Arlan I had been shoved by a woman who openly denied her actions and that same woman is the one I’m supposed to endorse?Oh hell no, I will be crazy to give my approval to that.That is bound to go into laundry later. I drop the cloth into a laundry ba
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Chapter: Six: The Shadow manDanica“What is that supposed to mean? Excuse me? Hey!” I bite my lips aggressively, watching the back view of the most annoying human being in the universe.And to think I was admiring it before. Looking up in disbelief, reliving the embarrassing moment I just endured; I release a suppressed laughter.That moment, I feel eyes boring into me from the other diners in the restaurant but what do I care, I’m not coming back here anyway.Who does he think he is to say that? I scoff, taking yet another look as he disappears through the door.Then turning back to the receptionist, “five thousand pounds huh?” I begin to open my bag to remove my credit card.“I’ll just have to work extra,” I sigh, stretching out the card forcefully towards the now smiling man.“That won’t be necessary miss; the cup has been paid for already.” He says politely.“What? Oh really?” I withdraw the card quickly. “Then, I will take my leave.” Looking around once more, I ignore the expressions turning in my direction
Last Updated: 2022-05-30
Chapter: Five: Cake Parfait IIRohan"What do you think you are doing?" My voice comes out lower than I expected. I can hear the coldness seeping out.Without a word, she freezes amidst wiping off the creamy patch on my shirt."Did you see anyone else around here?" I raise an eyebrow, trying hard to contain the bubbling anger threatening to explode inside me.For a minute, fear masks her expression as her gaze darts about, from me to the receptionist and back to the now stained patch on my shirt.Silence weighs heavily as I keep my eyes locked on her, waiting on at least an apology of some sort.That's was my parfait, I hadn't even had a bite of the creamy goodness and now it's ruined.Her lips quiver as she tries to mutter inaudible words, when suddenly; her gaze becomes firm with a scroll squeezing her brows."Do you have any proof that I did that? Of course, there is the receptionist; he could have been the one.""What?" My mind goes blank for a minute and I remain utterly dumbfounded. I never saw that coming.F
Last Updated: 2022-05-30
Chapter: FOUR: Cake Parfait 1Danica"Dani, slow down for mom. Please don't run too far." Mom's voice echoes in my mind on the night of my birthday; the last night I spent with my parents.Laughing, I splash about the puddles of water on the tarred pedestrian path as we neared Westminster Bridge. "Seriously Dani, I need you to stop now."Mom cautions."Listen to your mom Dani." Dad's voice halts me to a stop and I turn with a pout."But I want to play some more, it's my birthday." I demand with an angry tone.As carefree as I am, I continued with splashes about more puddles when suddenly,"Danica Stewart..." Mom shouts but at the same time, a bright light illuminates the dark environment; blinding my sight momentarily. I squat quickly on the ground with hammering heart; startled from the sudden shock, I begin to cry."Mom..." I scream, prying my eyes open after a brief moment of silence; after I didn’t hear a single sound from my parents or a pair of hands pulling me into a warm embrace, one I’m very much familia
Last Updated: 2022-05-07
Chapter: THREE: Who are you Danica Stewart?RohanWatching Westminster's bridge through the TV takes me back to watching it physically as a four year old, mourning the destruction of his people.Seeing this meant only one thing, the gate to the realm of mortals has been taken and they have begun attacking the red bloods."You are not wrong." Arlan speaks out. He must have read my thoughts.Turning to look at him, he meets my eyes."They won't." He says again.I replay Arlan's statement in my head and I remember hearing that same statement again and again as a child.It’s been twenty five years, a long period for a boy to become a man. One where that boy can no more be deceived by hearsay.Deep down I know a war is coming or it might be already here.“But why now? Why are they hiding the bodies instead of coming out plainly like they did on Jade Earth?” I draw my gaze back to the TV.Demons cannot hunt in the day here, the sun is a threat. They can only attack at night.” “But that doesn’t stop them. Why are they choosing to att
Last Updated: 2022-05-07
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