After deafeated in the war, Nineteen year old serena of Silver fangs tribe is compelled in an arranged marriage to Alexandro, the cold-blooded Alpha king of Blood moon pack. When she met him she learns that she's his mate which further puts her in a place where she can't escape. For the sake of her family's safety she agrees to the marriage when her brothers strongly opposed it. Alexander is still fighting in the war with even more dangerous men, and his life was like walking in the minefield, anything can happen at any moment. Alexander doesn't seem to care about Serena after marriage and she can't help but wonder what is her purpose in his life. As she learns his true nature and the reason he married her, she felt like she was betrayed by him. He's someone she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with but she had no other choice. He held onto her hand firmly and she has to walk with him on the minefield as she had promised, I will stay with you till death do us apart.
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Sitting on the windowsill, I watched the moon. A wolf's howl echoed from somewhere deep in the forest. Clouds veiled the twinkling stars. My small, sleepy village was still awake, eager for news about its beloved people.
The war had changed everything. It had been a week since I’d had proper sleep, a decent meal, or even a moment of peace. I was constantly worried about my father and brother, who were fighting against the Blood Moon Pack alongside the other warrior wolves in our village. Dark thoughts haunted me daily, and I had been bracing myself for either good—or perhaps bad—news at any moment.
While I stared blankly at the sky, a knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. My sister-in-law, Jina, entered the room. One look at her face, and I knew something was wrong.
“What is it?” I asked, my voice edgy.
“I have news. Bad news,” Jina’s eyes welled with tears. “We’ve lost the battle.”
I had known it was going to be difficult to win—that’s what my father had told me—but I still held on to a fragile hope that our village would remain unharmed.
How does it feel to see your worst fear come true? Too stunned to react, I just stared. I had prayed to the Moon Goddess to protect our people, but she had abandoned us. My heart pounded with dread as I thought about the fate of my family and our village.
“They’ll be here any moment, so we have to leave now.”
“What about my father?” I climbed down from the sill. “Are they alive?” I asked, hoping she would say yes. Jina, being a werewolf, could mind-link with my brother—but she gave me a helpless look.
“I tried, Serena, but I couldn’t reach them. I just hope they’re alive.”
Jina’s honest answer crushed me.
Ever since the Blood Moon wolves came to seize our village, I’d heard horrifying tales of their cruelty. Their soldiers were as merciless as their cold-blooded Alpha. They killed anyone who dared oppose them, took female wolves to breed their heirs, forced male wolves into slavery or into their ranks, and treated humans like me as worthless. They wouldn’t think twice about killing us.
The thought of how drastically my life was about to change filled me with anxiety.
Any moment now, those hungry wolves would storm into our peaceful village. How could I hold on to hope after this? My future didn’t even matter anymore—all I wanted was to know that my father and brother were alive. I wanted to see them one last time, in case something terrible happened.
Jina held my hand, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts. “We have to go now. There’s no time to worry.”
I nodded and grabbed my sack, which contained a blade, a few clothes, and my mother’s golden hairpin—the only precious thing I owned. She had given it to me before she died.
Jina and I slipped out the back door. That’s when I heard a distant scream and realized the enemy had already arrived. My second eldest brother, Jacob, and his fiancée, Kate, were waiting with a horse. Unlike me, they didn’t need horses to travel quickly. I always envied that. Moments like this made me feel the sting of being born human while my brothers inherited our father’s werewolf blood.
“Did you hear anything about Father and Edward?” I asked Jacob.
“No. After I get you all to safety, I’ll go look for them,” Jacob promised.
“They’re alive, right?” I asked again as we prepared to leave.
Jacob sighed. “Yes. Don’t worry, Serena.”
But how could I not? Just two weeks ago, my life had been peaceful. I never imagined it would come to this—fleeing to save my life.
I didn’t want to run away. Other girls like me had no chance to escape and were equally terrified of their fate.
I felt guilty for being selfish. If I could, I would save them all. But what could I do? I was only eighteen—not a skilled fighter like my brothers. I could handle a man or two, depending on their skill, but I had no chance against a trained fighter or a werewolf. I wasn’t prepared for any of this, and deep down, I knew I wouldn't escape if I were caught.
Tears welled in my eyes as the horse carried us toward the secret mountain hideout.
“Oh my god—look!” Jina growled, running alongside the horse. I looked back and saw my beautiful village engulfed in flames. The screams of my people pierced the night.
“Serena, we have to go!”
“Brother, we need to help them!”
“We can’t, Serena. There are hundreds of wolves out there. I have to protect you—that’s what Father asked me to do,” Jacob said.
The wind dried my tears as I obeyed his command.
“The soldiers are coming!” Kate warned, sensing footsteps behind us.
“You all go ahead.”
“What about you?” Kate asked.
“I’ll fight them.” With that, Jacob ran in the opposite direction. Kate urged me to keep going. I kept glancing back until he was out of sight. A wave of sorrow swept over me.
As we neared the hideout, I noticed a giant wolf chasing us. It wasn’t Jacob.
The wolf closed in easily. I stopped the horse, knowing escape was impossible. Better to die with my family than hide in cowardice. Jina and Kate moved to protect me when they saw the wolf. They growled at the beta, and he snarled back before shifting into his human form.
“Don’t fight. Come with me—it’s what’s best for all of you,” he warned.
“No! Go back to your kingdom!” I yelled.
He chuckled. The man was middle-aged with a long scar across his face.
“You think I’ll listen to your sweet little request, dear?”
I pulled my knife from the sack. He noticed and smirked at my naïve move. Just a week ago, I would’ve said my village was the safest place on earth. The women here weren’t warriors; most female wolves never trained. But because I was human, my father taught me to wield a knife—just in case. He’d always say that danger would never come. I was sure he regretted those words now.
The man shifted again into a hungry wolf. Kate tried to fight him but was quickly subdued. Jina couldn’t fight—she was pregnant. Seeing how vulnerable we were, he threatened me directly.
“Will you leave them alone if I come with you?” I asked, realizing I was his target.
“Yes. I’ve been ordered to bring you. Not them,” he said.
I didn’t understand why. But to save them, I agreed without hesitation. Maybe this was my only chance to see my father again.
“No, Serena! You can’t do this,” Jina cried, clutching my hand.
“Jina, you have to stay safe,” I said, glancing at her baby bump.
Kate, still lying under the wolf’s foot, and Jina both objected. They treated me like a younger sister, and they hated my decision.
Two more wolves arrived, and we were all taken as prisoners. Accepting our fate, none of us fought back. By the time we reached the soldiers’ den, dawn had broken.
Hundreds of soldiers were gathered. Bloodied wolves littered the battlefield.
I was dragged into a tent where I saw my father and brothers—on their knees, hands bound, bruised and battered.
“Father!” I cried, running to him with tears of relief.
“Serena,” he replied, but there was disappointment in his voice.
“Stop right there! No one speaks unless given permission,” barked a man.
I turned toward the voice. He looked to be around my brother’s age—tall, with sharp hazel eyes.
“You’re human?” he asked, surprised after sniffing the air.
“How is she your daughter?” he questioned my father.
“Her mother was human,” my father answered calmly, as if he had already accepted our fate.
“I see.” The man nodded. “Nice to meet you, Serena. I’m Lieutenant Daniel.”
I frowned, confused by his politeness. Why was he treating me differently?
“Untie them,” I requested.
“I will—if you agree to come with me to my kingdom.”
“No. I won’t go anywhere without my family,” I said firmly.
It was strange—no one else had spoken, but this man was speaking to me so calmly. Why?
“Fine. We’ll take your family too. Happy now?”
I frowned deeper. “We’ve done nothing to you. Why are you doing this? Just leave us alone!”
“We can leave them here if you want, but you have to come.”
“Why?” I looked at my father, who lowered his head in shame.
“Because our Alpha wants to meet you. You’ll understand when you get to our kingdom.”
“We’ll go with her,” my father finally said.
“Good. I’ll prepare a palanquin. We’re out of time.” Daniel exited the tent.
I rushed to my father and untied them. “What’s happening, Father?”
“I’m sorry, dear. We couldn’t protect you.”
“I’m safe now,” I said, furrowing my brow.
“No, you’re not. If you go to the Kingdom of Eiden, you won’t return. You’ll never see us again.”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t say it, Father. I won’t let it happen,” Edward interrupted, his eyes burning with emotion.
“Stop treating me like a child. Tell me the truth!” I snapped.
“Serena… we just learned the real reason they destroyed our village. The king wants you. Do you understand what that means?”
I froze, stunned. A thousand questions swirled in my mind. I wished this was just a nightmare—but it wasn’t. Genetic
Serena’s POVThe snow had not stopped falling in days, yet the border fortress never slept. Warriors trained from dawn until dusk, regardless of the cold, their swords slicing the air, their roars echoing against the stone walls.I watched them every morning from the battlements — rows of men and wolves sparring with brutal precision, their movements sharp and disciplined. They were fierce, relentless, and united under one Alpha. Under him.Alexandro was always at the center, calm and commanding, moving like a shadow through steel and sweat. He didn’t just bark orders — he fought with them, taught them, earned their respect by bleeding beside them. I saw how they looked at him. With loyalty. With reverence.And I wanted to understand that.Not just from the edge. But from within.That morning, I climbed down from the battlement steps, my cloak trailing behind me as I stepped into the courtyard where the warriors were lining up for drills.Alexandro stood in the middle, his shirt cling
Serena’s POVThat night, I could hardly look at him.The kiss still lingered on my lips, warm and haunting, long after we had returned from the cliffs.It wasn’t just a kiss. It wasn’t just a stolen moment beneath the moonlight.It was something far deeper—something that had awakened parts of me I never knew existed.And now, trapped within the tiny room and the even smaller cot, with the fire throwing flickering shadows across the stone walls, all I could feel was the racing of my heart and the warmth that returned every time I thought of his mouth on mine.He had said nothing on the ride back. Neither had I.It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence—it was loaded, thick with unspoken questions and breathless anticipation.But now that we were alone again, I didn’t know what to do with myself.I crossed the room to hang up my new fur coat, tugging it off slowly, pretending to fiddle with the clasp longer than necessary.I could feel his presence behind me like a force of gravity. Steady. Qu
The morning sun was pale and cold, casting long blue shadows across the snow as Alexandro saddled the horse himself.The castle walls loomed behind them, massive and unyielding, but beyond the gates, the world opened into rolling white plains and frozen forests — and a small village nestled quietly at the base of the hills.Serena watched him work, her cloak wrapped tightly around her shoulders, her breath misting in the crisp air.When he turned to her, there was a rare softness in his eyes."Come," Alexandro said, offering his hand. "We’re going to the village. You need a real fur coat before the weather worsens."Her heart jumped at the simple gesture — his large hand steady, waiting, inviting.She placed her smaller one into his, and he lifted her easily onto the black stallion.For a moment, she struggled to find balance, gripping the saddle awkwardly.Without a word, Alexandro swung up behind her, settling into the saddle with a natural grace that made the powerful horse shift i
Serena’s POVThe fire had burned low by the time Alexandro emerged from the bath, steam still rising faintly from his skin.I shifted nervously on the cot, tugging the furs up around my shoulders as he crossed the room toward me.He wore only a pair of loose black pants, his chest bare, muscles rippling under the low firelight.I swallowed hard, feeling my cheeks flush.The cot creaked alarmingly as he lowered himself onto it.It was small—far too small for two people to share without touching.Alexandro lay on his back, hands folded behind his head, his body warm and solid beside mine.For a long moment, neither of us moved.I stared at the rafters above, listening to the howl of the wind outside and the frantic beating of my own heart.His presence filled the room, heavy and comforting.Slowly, hesitantly, I shifted closer, drawn to his warmth.He said nothing—just opened his arm slightly, inviting me without pressure.I moved carefully into his side, resting my head against his sho
Third Person POVThe night was colder here.In the heart of the border castle, where the walls were thick and the fires struggled to warm the air, Serena sat on the edge of the small cot, waiting for Alexandro to return.It was nothing like the royal chambers back at the Blood Moon palace—no sprawling bed draped in velvet, no private fires, no heavy curtains to block the draft.This room was narrow, practical.The cot creaked slightly under her weight, and she realized with a flutter of nerves that it was barely large enough for two people.Tonight, their bodies would almost certainly brush as they slept.She twisted her hands in her lap, her heart hammering against her ribs.Am I ready for this?Her gaze dropped to her flat stomach, and for a terrifying moment, she imagined it swollen with life.A child.His child.The thought should have thrilled her. Should have filled her with joy.Instead, fear crept in like a slow, cold tide.She was still so young.Still learning how to be a Lu
Serena’s POVThe palace buzzed with quiet tension the next morning.Servants hurried through the halls, preparing supplies for the journey—loading saddlebags with dried meats, cloaks, weapons, and healing salves. The atmosphere had changed overnight; the laughter and music that usually filled the corridors were gone, replaced by grim whispers and quick, furtive glances.War was no longer a distant threat. It was knocking on our doors.I stood near the tall windows of our chamber, twisting the hem of my tunic between my fingers.Today, I would ride into danger beside Alexandro.Today, everything would change.The door opened behind me with a soft click, and I turned to find him there—already dressed for travel.He wore a dark leather tunic reinforced with steel at the shoulders, black trousers tucked into sturdy boots, and a heavy cloak pinned with a silver clasp shaped like a wolf’s head—the symbol of the Blood Moon Pack. His sword hung at his hip, gleaming wickedly even in the soft m
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