Chapter: One hundred:Grace's POV.A few months later:"She's absolutely perfect, Grace."Rhyder's eyes brimmed with tears as he held our daughter in his arms.She in turn, stared up at him with big, round eyes.My heart grew so much that it felt like my chest would rip open and it would burst out."She is..."I smiled at them as he held her tiny little hand between his fingers.He was completely in love with her already."What are we going to name her?"He spoke to me without taking his eyes off of her."I was thinking that we could call her... Hope."He finally looked at me. He had a gentle softness in his eyes and the curves of his face."Hope..."He tested the sound of it on his lips. The corners of his mouth twisted up."I love it... it suits her perfectly.""Is it my turn to hold her now, daddy?"Tate looked up at Rhyder with hopeful eyes. Rhyder looked over at me, waiting for my consent.I nodded my head with a happy, but tired smile."Sure it is, Tate. I think Hope will be very happy to finally mee
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Chapter: Ninety-nine:Rhyder's POV.The three heartbeats were very different from each other.One was fast, eratic, and shallow - Alexis.The second sounded like I was listening to it under water - my pup.And the third worried me the most: it was faint and fading - Grace.She was hurt - badly. And she was barely hanging on.I had to get to her before it was too late. I had to get her out of there and away from Alexis.I strained my ears, trying to listen for any sign of movement from inside the shed. I was trying to figure out where exactly Alexis was and what she was doing.The shed was quiet, but I could hear them breathing.By the sound of Grace's breathing I could only assume that she was unconscience.Alexis sounded out of breath. Like she had exerted herself physically.A thousand horrible possibilities flashed across my mind as I tried not to come up with all the ways that Alexis could have exerted herself to leave my mate, my wife - the mother of my children in such a state.My wolf clawed at my i
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Chapter: Ninety-eight:Rhyder's POV. I leaned down to pick up the bouquette of flowers that Grace and Tate had been making for her mother's birthday. It was ruined: the flowers were all trampled, the delicate petals crushed and soiled. Some of the leaves still clung to the broken stems. "She has to be around here somewhere, Alpha..." Jackson's anxious voice pulled me back to reality. I blinked a few times and let the ruined bouquette slip from my hand and fall to the ground. "It's not possible for her to have just disappeared without a trace." I turned to look at him. His expression was strained, his shoulders and back rigid, and a dark shadow hung across his face. He had his hands balled into fists by his sides - his knuckles had turned white. "She hasn't..." Even to my ears my voice sounded strangely calm. It didn't reflect what I was feeling on the inside. The truth was that I was losing my mind: my chest felt painfully constricted, it felt like I could hear my own blood coarsing through my vein
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Chapter: Ninety-seven:Grace's POV."No! I won't let you! You can't have my baby!"I strained against my chains, forcing my body forward, fighting against whatever it was that made me feel so weak."Let me go, Alexis! Or so help me God..."I pulled my hands forward over and over again. The rusted metal dug into my skin, burning my raw and exposed flesh.I didn't mind the pain. It made my adrenaline pump. My heart pounded in my chest. My breaths came in quick shallow bursts. My mind struggled between thoughts of what Alexis was planning, ways for me to get away from her - back to Rhyder and Tate, and all the possible ways that I could end her miserable life once and for all."Untie me, Alexis! Right now! You know that Rhyder is already on his way here! Let me go!"I was feeling desperate, scared, and frustrated. My chains wouldn't give no matter how much I struggled.My wolf was unresponsive.Rhyder would never find me in time without my scent to track.There was nothing I could as long as I was tied up.An
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Chapter: Ninety-six:Grace's POV.I woke with a start, a strong pungent smell assualting my senses, burning the back of my throat and making my eyes water.The setting sun filtered through slits and chips in the walls. When I tried to lift my hand to shield my eyes from the penatrating light, it caught mid-way and I realized that I was bound.I yanked my other hand up only to realize that it too was bound.I followed the length of the rusted chains - they were locked around an old water heater.I pulled with all my might, but the chains wouldn't budge.I scanned my surroundings, looking for something that I could use to set myself free - trying to find a way out.The room was small and despite the warm light filtering through, it felt musty and cold. It was mostly empty save for a rickety wooden table and a single chair in the far corner, a tiny rusted stove with a dented kettle on top of it, and a weathered iron bed in the opposite corner with a flimsy blanket rumpled on top of it.The single window was
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Chapter: Ninety-five:Rhyder's POV."Well, that's the last one."I exhaled sharply as Jackson and I set down the last log - we'd been working for days, getting things ready for the big birthday bash.I straightened and dusted my hands on the front of my jeans.Jackson scanned his eyes over our hard work and whistled as he wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand."You sure are going to a lot of trouble for this party, Alpha... we all are."I followed the route of his gaze before settling my own on him, shrugging."Well, it's not everyday that you turn 60."Jackson nodded his head in agreement, rubbing at an ache in the back of his neck."Besides..."I continued with a hint of laughter in my voice."She's my mother-in-law now. I have to make sure that I impress her.""Yeah... lucky for you, I think you impressed her by simply being born."Jackson patted me on the shoulder."How about a beer?""Sounds great."We both turned and started heading in the direction of the pack house.I stopped sudd
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The Doctor's Alpha Mate
Dr. Hope Stevens has spent her life rooted in logic, medicine, and control.
An orphan and accomplished trauma surgeon in the quiet mountain town of Black Hollow, she's devoted herself to saving lives—never expecting hers would be the one in danger.
When Hope is kidnapped and taken to a hidden camp deep in the forest, she’s faced with an impossible truth: werewolves are real. And not only is she the fated mate of Malakar, a fierce and powerful alpha fighting to protect his pack, but her arrival may change the course of an ancient war.
Thrust into a world she never believed existed, Hope carves out a new identity among the wolves—finding purpose, belonging, and love. But just as she begins to feel like part of something greater, devastating secrets from her past come to light.
A lost prophecy.
A family legacy steeped in blood.
And a shocking truth: Hope isn’t just the daughter of a hunter. She’s also the child of a wolf.
As war brews between werewolves and hunters, Hope stands at the center of it all—a bridge between two worlds fated to destroy one another. But when the ultimate tragedy strikes, awakening a power long buried, Hope must embrace every part of who she is… or lose everything.
Legacy or love. Blood or pack.
Can one woman rewrite destiny?
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Chapter: Epilogue.The sun dips low behind the forest, and a chill rides the wind as dark gray clouds gather over Black Hollow. The air smells of rain, of wet earth, of something unsettled. The sun is gone now - as if agreeing that the happier days are over, fading into the gray mist that Black Hollow knows all too well. Even the pack pauses, sensing the shift, tails flicking, ears pricked.Hope stands at the edge of the river, the waterfall’s mist curling around her like a silver veil. Malakar’s beside her, nuzzling her shoulder, but even his presence doesn’t fully ease the creeping unease in her chest. She shakes it off, blaming the wind, the shadows among the trees. She doesn't want to believe that something is out there. Another threat to their safety, their happiness - the peace that they fought so hard for. She doesn't want to believe that it's all over. She wants to ignore it - wants to go on living the life that she has worked so hard for. The life that she has always wanted. The life she deserv
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Chapter: Chapter 148.Hope's POV.The sunlight filters through the canopy in golden streams, dappling the forest floor with shifting patterns. My paws pound against the soft earth, Malakar’s steady rhythm matching mine just behind me. The air is warm and clean, scented with pine, wildflowers, and the faint musk of deer somewhere far off.I push faster, not because I want to outrun him — though I know he’ll chase me no matter what — but because the freedom feels intoxicating. My lungs fill with cool, crisp air; the wind rushes past my ears.Malakar’s deep growl rumbles playfully as he closes the gap. I glance back, my tail swishing high in invitation. He surges forward, brushing against my flank, our strides falling into perfect sync as we leap over a fallen log.We don’t need words out here. The forest is our language. The sunlight, the birdsong, the rush of wind through the leaves — it all speaks to something primal and right inside me.Every glance he throws me is warm. Every touch is a reminder that we
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Chapter: Chapter 147.Lucian's POV.Our boots crunch over the gravel path, the forest parting just enough to reveal what Emory’s been talking about for weeks.Our land.We come to a stop, and for a moment, we just stand there, both staring out at the land in front of us. The sun hangs low, throwing molten gold over the wide meadow. The air smells like pine and fresh earth, the kind of scent that makes you breathe deeper without even thinking about it.“This is it,” Emory whispers, almost like saying it too loudly will break the spell. Her hand finds mine, warm and sure.I step out first, boots sinking slightly into soft soil, and the quiet hits me. Not the oppressive kind, but the kind that wraps around you like it’s saying, you’re safe here. The river glints in the distance, winding lazily through tall grass, and the trees… the trees feel old. The kind of old that remembers things.Emory’s already walking ahead, her excitement pulling her forward. She turns to me, grinning so wide I can’t help but grin ba
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Chapter: Chapter 146.Velara's POV.The forest is quiet tonight, the kind of quiet that feels intentional, like even the wind is holding its breath. Vladimir’s hand is warm in mine as he leads me along a narrow trail I don’t recognize. His pace is unhurried, but there’s a spark in his eyes that makes me curious.We break through a patch of low branches, and I stop short.A blanket is spread on the grass beside the river, its edges weighed down with smooth stones. Lanterns hang from nearby branches, casting soft pools of golden light. A basket sits in the middle, the scent of roasted meat and fresh bread curling through the air.I laugh — soft, a little surprised. “What’s all this?”“We haven’t had a moment to ourselves in ages,” he says, smiling in that quiet way of his, like it’s a secret he’s letting me in on. “So tonight, no prophecy, no hunters, no war. Just you. Just us.”It’s ridiculous how much that makes my chest ache.We walk for a while first, hand in hand along the riverbank. The water glimmers,
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Chapter: Chapter 145.Hope's POV.The forest hums with life, the air cool and crisp beneath the heavy pull of the full moon. Each breath I take feels weighted, not with dread, but with the ache of knowing this night will never happen again. Tomorrow, Lucian and Emory will start their new life. The pack will shift back to its rhythm without them.And tonight… tonight is my first time shifting in front of them all.Malakar walks at my side, his hand brushing mine, the silent warmth of his presence grounding me. His wolf is restless — I can feel it radiating off him — but he keeps pace with me, as though my heartbeat sets the tempo.The trees thin just enough for moonlight to spill in silver ribbons over the clearing. Shadows of my family move between the trunks ahead — Lucian’s tall frame, Emory’s easy grace, Velara’s regal stance. Even from here, I can hear the soft laughter, the murmurs, the subtle language of wolves waiting for the change.I swallow hard. I’ve shifted before — dozens of times — but this i
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Chapter: Chapter 144.Hope's POV.The long oak dining table in Morgana and Talon's cabin is so covered with food that I begin to wonder if perhaps Morgana had time to rob a royal banquet.There are steaming platters of various roast meats, gold-crusted breads, glazed vegetables, and a dessert spread that takes up an entire sideboard. I still have no idea how she managed to put all of this together in such a short space of time.Morgana stands at the head of the table - admiring her work. She wears the satisfied expression of a woman who knows that she's outdone herself."This." Lucian says around a mouthful of roast meat. "Is something that I can definitely get used to.""Dream on, loverboy." Emory chides, but her smile gives her away.She looks absolutely radiant tonight - pregnancy definitely suites her. I can't help the flicker of joy that passes through my heart when I think about it: my best friend is pregnant. She's going to be a mother. The idea fills me with a bubbly, impossible happiness.Malakar'
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