ALPHA ON WHEELS: Cured by His Wolfless Mate

River stood before the mirror, her blue-patterned dress a stark contrast to her pale face. She had been summoned to the throne room, and her father's unusual warmth on her birthday only heightened her anxiety. She rushed down to the throne room where her father usually hosts guests. Nothing seemed out of place until her eyes landed on a stranger sitting beside her father. “What took you so long, River? Come closer.” Cecilia, her step mother, rushed up to meet the hesitating River, whose steps had faltered as she looked at the seventy year old wolf, on the right side of her father. She wondered if he was the one they wanted her to marry. “Come sit here, Daughter.” Her father, Alpha Raymond, lovingly beckoned to her as he patted the seat to his left. River started sweating, her heart in her mouth, she felt like fainting but willed herself against it. Something was terribly wrong. Her father had never called her daughter in public, he definitely had never have her sit beside him. Wa

Thane's anger was palpable as he growled at River, his red hair standing on end, his grey eyes flashing yellow. “Is this a joke or a mockery? You're wolfless? Why didn't anyone tell me?" River simply shrugged, awaiting the usual insults accompanying her status. But Thane surprised her. “No wonder, I could not smell you. You really are wolfless?” River nodded. Enthralled by Thane’s bright red hair and his eyes that changed colors, River was giddy at his beauty, showing even in his anger and in spite of his disability. Her heart melted a little more at the sound of his voice, though angry, it was music to her ears. “I will call off this insulting alliance.” Thane declared. River placed her hand on his and smiled at him. “Your father said you don’t need an energetic mate presently, just a good companion. How about we try out this companionship for some time? If it doesn’t work, we can always nullify the alliance. I can run away to the capital, if it will make you happy.” Rive

Thane's world was a canvas of shadows, painted with the vibrant hues of his own despair. The morning sunlight streaming through the window was a cruel mockery, highlighting the confinement that had become his life. His gaze drifted to his legs, once strong and sure, now limp and useless. He had dreamt of Axel again, his first love and fated mate. in his dream, they were hunting together under the full moon, they snuggled and kissed as they chased their prey, shifting from wolf to human forms and back again. Thane wished he never woke up from the dream. How could Axel leave him, when he needed her most? Didn't their bond mean anything? He recalled their first hunt together, their first kiss under the full moon. The memories now taunted him, a bittersweet reminder of what he'd lose. Thane's thoughts darkened. What if he couldn't recover? What if he was stuck in this wheelchair forever? Axel's words echoed in his mind: "I don't know if I can see my future with a mate in a wheelch

After wheeling Thane to his room, River entered her room and locked the door, to avoid any disturbance. She did not have the luxury of time while in her father’s pack to explore the treasures from the attic. Now was the time to do that.Since her arrangement with Thane was that they would not bother each other, she seized the opportunity to dig into the books, journals and satchels from the attic. She had been careful to bring everything with her when she left Nightshade pack. She settled on the floor of her room, satchels and their contents scattered around her as she began to dig into attic secrets.River's eyes widened as she read her mother Catherine's journal, smuggled out of the attic. The journal revealed secrets, warnings, and ancient pack secrets, weaving a complex tapestry of truth and deception.One entry, dated March 15th, caught River's attention. Her mother wrote about witnessing Raymond, River's father and the pack's alpha, standing strong against a rogue threat. Howev

Still longing to meet the possible Luminari healer that could train her to be whom she was supposed to be and make up for those lost years of tutelage, River finished tidying up her room and went out.She knocked on Thane’s door and opened the door.“Can I come in?”Thane lifted his wary face and waved her into the room. Theresa and Zara were also in the room, along with a young he-wolf, with a strange appearance. He was black as if from the West but his gold locks and piercing green eyes negated that. He should be about six feet short of one, and had a wide smile permanently pasted on his lips, though only a close observer like River would know that he was smiling to cover his apprehension. Thane's chamber, warm and dimly lit, seemed a sanctuary from the storm brewing outside. The scent of old leather and wood smoke clung to the room, a comforting aroma. Yet, Thane's gaze remained skeptical as he eyed the healer.“River, meet Jackie, the foreign healer.” Thane said as he introduced