MasukSerra
the alpha qauters
i must be quick and efficent before alpha kane comes back i run through the bathroom swept mop vaccume wipe the window and seals make his bed and then the door opens there he is in all his glory shirtless and all oh sweet mother of moon goddess why do you do this to me i have a mate out there somewhere.
`hello there beautiful`
`hi`
`are you hungry` i look at the food knowing im starving i hope he doesnt hear my stomach growl.
`no thank you`
`its really okay you can have it`
`i have to work now`
`wait tell me about yourself your parents your pack`
`i dont remember`
`do you want to leave this place`
`i have no where to go no family no friends`
`you can come with me youll be safe`
is he serious would he really take mw with him or is this some kind of loyltay trick from alpha marcus
marcus: what are you doing neglecting duties i see come onill see to it that you get back to work.
he grabs me hard pulling me away with me i see kane try to move to grab me his eyes flicker to gold but he doesnt move from where hes standing maybe to not cause mor trouble then im already in im waiting for it and here it comes a cold hard slap knicking mw to the floor like i thouhjt it would and then he walks away no words nothing just walks away now i know im in trouble he never does that unless alot of pain is coming my way i can only imagine what he has planned for me next, i almost snarl at him shocked i even thought about doing im never this ballsy
Marcus:
He could claim anyone. Anyone. And they’d thank him for the privilege. But instead he’s stalking after her like she’s some rare prize only he can touch. It’s pathetic. Or maybe it’s calculated—he always did enjoy breaking things that didn’t know they could shatter. Maybe that’s what he wants. Something soft. Something naïve. Something he can twist until she doesn’t know where he ends and she begins.
You know how he gets. He’ll whisper promises she’s too innocent to question, convince her that every boundary she has is childish, useless, something only he can ‘fix.’ He’ll make her think the world outside him is dangerous, that he’s the only one who can protect her from it. And once she believes that?
She’s done.
That’s what he wants. Not a mate. Not a partner. A possession. A perfectly obedient little thing who doesn’t even realize she’s trapped until he’s already slammed every door behind her. And when he’s finished tearing her apart, when she’s molded exactly the way he wants…
He’ll look at us and smile like it’s all a damn game.”
“She will be part of the alliance package,” the man says, gesturing toward her as if she were a piece of furniture. “A gesture of goodwill. A symbol of unity.”
Marcus doesn’t move. Doesn’t blink.
Kade and sera Two Years Later — Their Happy EndingThe WeddingThe morning of their wedding rose like a blessing. Ironridge and Silvermoon territory shimmered under pale gold sunlight, the air warm enough to carry flower-scents but cool enough to feel alive.Today wasn’t about politics or power.Today was theirs.Sera stood before a wide stone arch woven with white blossoms—Elara’s flowers, carefully replanted from the last surviving Silvermoon grove. Her gown flowed like moonlight made silk, embroidered with threads that caught the sun and glowed softly with her aura. She wore her mother’s ceremonial silver circlet, restored and redesigned to fit her without dimming its lineage.Kade waited at the other end of the aisle, dressed in deep black accented with silver marks of his rank. He looked half-feral, half-softened by awe, as if every step she took toward him unraveled something powerful inside him. When she reached him, he took her hands gently, thumbs brushing her knuckles, his
ONE MONTH LATER — FULL SCENE One month had passed since Marcus’s defeat, but the scars he left behind were slowly being rewritten into something stronger. Sera had spent the weeks tirelessly rebuilding what remained of Blackwater’s former structure — freeing servants, dismantling abusive hierarchies, giving every displaced wolf a choice: stay, leave, or find a new place within the united packs. Many chose to stay under her. Some sought fresh beginnings. But none were forced, and that alone began healing wounds deeper than she expected. Ironridge and the newly reborn Silvermoon stood side by side, allied through her mate bond with Kade. Two packs intertwined, two alphas leading together. And today… Silvermoon’s heir would finally take her place. The Ceremony The evening sun spilled gold across the forest clearing as Sera stepped forward, wearing the ceremonial robes that had once belonged to her mother — soft white fabric trimmed in moon-silver thread. Recovered from the ruins. R
Alernating Pov:The clearing was silent.Two packs—the entirety of Ironridge on one side, and Marcus’s ragged force on the other—stood facing each other beneath the ancient stone circle. Dawn filtered through the trees, pale and cold.Sera stood with Lyra and the healer, every muscle trembling with dread. Kade stepped into the center of the ring without fear, rolling his shoulders, gaze fixed on Marcus.The officiating elder raised his voice.“The challenge has been issued. Trial by combat. Shift when ready.”Marcus grinned, teeth bared. “Try not to die too quickly, boy.”Kade didn’t answer. His eyes flashed molten gold.Both men shifted.Bones cracked. Fur burst forth. Two enormous wolves landed on the moss—Marcus a hulking red beast, Kade a massive black wolf with gold-fire eyes.The fight exploded instantly.Marcus lunged with savage force, jaws snapping for Kade’s throat. Kade dodged, slammed his shoulder into Marcus’s ribs, sending the red wolf skidding across the earth.Ironridg
KadeThe warning horn sounded through Ironridge just after dawn—low, deep, urgent.Sera was the first to react, her wolf surging beneath her skin. She ran to the balcony overlooking the courtyard. A line of armed warriors stood at the border of the pack grounds, and at the front—Marcus.Her stomach dropped.Kade appeared beside her in seconds, eyes flashing gold. “He picked the worst possible day to die.”They descended to the courtyard together. Ironridge warriors formed a protective wall, growls vibrating in the air. Marcus stood at the front of his force, smug, cruel, unchanged.“Return what is mine,” Marcus barked as soon as Kade stepped forward. “You stole her from me.”Kade’s aura exploded, thick and furious. “She is not property. She is my mate—and she is free.”Murmurs rippled through both sides. Sera stepped slightly behind Kade, her skin crawling under Marcus’s gaze.Marcus smirked. “Mate? Is that the lie she told you?”Kade snarled. “She doesn’t lie. Unlike you.”Marcus’s
Sera The walk back to the pack house felt different—quieter, heavier, but steadier too. Kade didn’t let go of her hand once. And Sera didn’t want him to.Her body still hummed with the aftershocks of her shift, her senses sharp, her emotions raw. But beneath all of that was something warm and steady flowing between them—a bond, thrumming like silver thread woven through her heart.Inside Kade’s office, he sat her gently on the couch and pulled a leather-bound folder from his desk. His face was serious now, almost solemn.“There’s more you need to know,” he said softly.She nodded, bracing herself.Kade opened the folder. Inside were old documents, digital printouts, and faded photos.“This,” he said, pointing to a photo of a tall, dark-haired man with striking silver eyes, “is Alpha Theron. Your father.”Sera’s breath stopped.“And this,” he turned the page, revealing a woman with long white hair and a smile warm as sunlight, “is Alpha Luna Elara. Your mother.”Something inside her c
Alternating pov:Dawn had barely touched the horizon when the pain woke me—sharp, rolling, electric. My whole body trembled, skin too tight, bones burning. I gasped and clutched the blankets, trying not to scream.The door flew open.“Sera.”Kade was already at my side, dropping to his knees. He must have been waiting. Watching. Ready.“It’s starting,” I breathed, voice shaking.“I know, baby. I’ve got you.” He swept me into his arms, holding me like I weighed nothing.Every step he took toward the forest sent another pulse of heat through my blood. My wolf clawed at me, desperate, wild, so close I could feel her breath in my mind.KADEShe was burning in my arms—her skin flushed, heart racing too fast. Every instinct screamed to help her, shield her, take the pain for her. But this was something she had to go through herself.I carried her into the sacred clearing, the one our ancestors had used for generations. Lyra and the healer were already waiting, faces solemn but supportive.“







