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Bound to the Alpha of My Undoing

Bound to the Alpha of My Undoing

Werewolf
last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-27
بواسطة:  Crystal Myronمستمر
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Fast-Paced Plot

Werewolf

Independent

Hidden Identity

Alpha

Hate to Love

Golden Finger

Forgiveness

“Don’t flatter yourself. In my bed, there’ll be no pleasure for you—only pain. Mate bond or not, I’ll ruin you before I ever love you.” That was the promise I got on my wedding night. Being forced to marry the Alpha who hates me? That wasn’t part of the plan. I’ve spent years plotting the downfall of the pack that took everything from me. But when heat came unexpectedly, fate bound me to Lord Lucan—cold, ruthless, and devastatingly powerful. I didn’t choose him. The bond did. To him, I’m nothing but the daughter of traitors. A stain on the pack and a reminder of everything he lost. To me, he’s the son of the enemy who wrongly condemned my family. When he dragged me to the altar, it wasn’t love—it was revenge. When he touched me, it wasn’t passion—it was punishment. He didn’t mark me out of love. He did it to cage me. Now I’m trapped in his bed, his territory, his rules… while he swears to make my life a living hell. But hate is a dangerous line to walk— Especially when his touch burns hotter than fire, and his kisses steal the breath from my lungs. I was determined to destroy his pack. He was determined to destroy me. Only one of us will win this game—and it won’t be the one who falls first.

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1. A Name No One Remembers
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2. Death's Curse
I stood up and went about my normal duties for the day, and when it was time for lunch, I made my way to the kitchen to grab whatever little scraps I could get. Not a day goes by without someone finding fault with me. And I just let them. Today, it’s Lina. “Move, witch,” she sneers, shoving her shoulder into mine as we pass near the communal kitchens. I stumble and fall. The tray I’m carrying crashes to the ground, porridge and metal clattering across the path. My knees hit the dirt, pain jolting up my legs. Around me, laughter bubbles. “Oh no,” Lina croons, hands on her hips. “Did I bump you too hard?” “No,” I mumble quickly, eyes on the ground. “It was my fault. I wasn’t paying attention.” “Of course it was,” she snorts. I gather the mess with shaky hands—I’ve gotten used to these kinds of shows already. I even flinch when she leans in close, like I’m afraid she’ll slap me. She doesn’t. She’s already bored. She spins away with her friends, their cruel laughter fading as
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3. The Heir Returns
It was getting late, and I was exhausted—but I still pushed on, heading toward the far edges of the territory where the trees thickened. Here, I was less likely to run into anyone. The pack didn’t waste time patrolling the unglamorous parts of its land. This was where the forgotten things lived. I blended in well here. I ducked behind a half-collapsed shed, where vines crawled up the stone and the roof sagged under years of neglect. Then I slipped through the hidden opening in the floorboards—my shortcut into the tunnels beneath the pack house. They thought the tunnels were sealed off after the war years ago. They were… mostly. But I had found a way in. Down here, it was cool and quiet, the earth breathing softly around me. I followed the lanterns I left earlier, careful not to make noise. There was only one person who knew I came down here. And he was waiting. “You’re late,” a voice said from the shadows. “I was fed poison,” I said, stepping into the small chamb
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4. Unexpected Bond
The entire pack was buzzing. It was like the Moon Goddess herself was paying a visit. The training field was spotless. The courtyard had been swept clean again and again. Even the Omegas were dressed to impress. Everyone was smiling. Everyone but me. I kept my head down, slipping through the crowd gathered at the Alpha’s porch. I stayed to the edge, near a crumbling pillar, where no one’s eyes wandered. The daughters of the ranked wolves fidgeted nervously, adjusting skirts and fixing their hair, all eyes fixed on the road. A decorated pathway stretched toward the porch. Silver banners fluttered from the stone walls—Blue Moon’s insignia glowing beneath the early light. “He’s coming,” someone whispered. A murmur rippled across the pack like wildfire. A thunder of hooves rolled in from the distance, shaking the ground beneath us. Three riders emerged from the treeline, their black horses sleek and battle-trained, silver tack gleaming in the sunlight. The lead rider
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5. The Selection
The gathering hall had never looked so polished. Silver lanterns lined the walls, casting a glow that made the ancient carvings look alive. The stone floor had been scrubbed until it gleamed like a mirror, and the air carried the faint fragrance of crushed herbs meant to calm nerves. Nothing about this night was calming to me. The Selection. Every eligible female in the pack had been summoned. They came draped in silks and velvets, hair glistening with oils, lips stained crimson. Laughter and hushed whispers echoed through the hall as if this were some festival. It wasn’t. It was a showcase. A spectacle for Lucan Gray’s benefit. I pressed myself against one of the marble pillars, wrapped in the plainest dress I owned. Not rags—not tonight—but far from the elegance paraded in the center of the room. If anyone noticed me at all, they would laugh. Good. Let them. The Moon Goddess must’ve been laughing already. My wolf stirred the moment he entered. Lucan walked through the hall with h
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6. A Dangerous Pull
Five days! I can’t believe we’ve had to drag ourselves through this mundane process for five whole days, even though it’s obviously perfunctory and Lucan barely seemed interested. Most of the time he sat like carved stone at the head of the hall, the kind of stillness that made people try harder to fill the silence. But every so often that impossible grey of his would find me, boring his gaze into me until my knees threatened to give out. I know that look. He despises me. But my body read it wrong every single time because of the bond. It translated his contempt into something else entirely, something dangerous. I learned fast to look away. Today was no different. All the girls present are younger than I am, yet I have to partake in this selection because I also count as an unmated female. Everyone would rather I vanish, but they couldn’t afford to break the customs handed down by the Moon Goddess for such things. Still, I’ve made some discoveries. This so-called selection, as I
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7. Burning
"Aurela," a voice called out, and I froze mid-step. I was moved to tears instantly. Someone actually remembered my name—even called it out. But the moment was short-lived as I turned and saw who it was. "I see you still live," he said, stepping out from the shadows. "Lord Lucan," I answered, my voice slightly trembling. In a flash he was in front of me, gripping my arm. Looking into my eyes for the second time today. "Don't give me that act," he said, voice low and gravelly. This time, I shivered for real. "You're hurting me," I whispered, quickly averting his gaze because my body was suddenly changing without my permission—his proximity was doing things to me it had no business doing. He released my arm and placed his hand on my waist, pulling me against him. "What… are you doing?" I asked, slightly panicked. Any more intimate act and I might really lose it. This damn mate pull was stronger than I'd expected. He looked into my eyes again. "Confirming something." I held
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8. Losing Control
Lucan My wolf wouldn’t shut up. From the moment I turned my back on her, Kael had been pacing in the corner of my mind—restless, snarling, clawing at the inside of my skull like I’d caged him. He’d gone eerily still the moment I leaned in and inhaled at the crook of her neck. Still—not in warning, but in recognition. And now he paced, frustrated. Unsure. Growling every time I tried to rationalize what I’d felt. 'No. It can’t be. We shouldn't let it be her,' I tried to reason with him. He growled in reply. Go back. She’s ours. Find her. "No!" I answered with finality, gritting my teeth as I stalked toward the training yard. He wasn’t getting that satisfaction. I wasn’t going back there just to prove him right. She didn’t deserve it. I threw off my cloak and started on the first hanging straw sack. One strike. Then another. And another. It was still not enough. My fists thudded against it in a punishing rhythm. The air around me shifted, thickening.
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9. Claiming What's Mine
Lucan When I finally made it back to the main house, the rain had slowed, but I was still soaked, bleeding, and half-tempted to rip the door off its hinges just to get inside quicker. But someone had already spotted me. “Lucan?” My father’s voice cut through the hall like a curse. His eyes widened the moment he saw me—shirt clinging to bloodied skin, knuckles raw, half-wild with the residual effects of what I’d just done to half the forest. He didn’t shout. Didn’t demand an explanation. Instead, he stepped closer with caution, like he was approaching something volatile. Something dangerous. “Is it your rut again?” he asked in a hushed voice, glancing over his shoulder as if someone might be watching—as though he was afraid of someone seeing his son like this, like a monster. He was the goddamn Alpha, for crying out loud, yet still he crept like a guilty person. Then, like an instinct, he gripped my arm and steered me away from open view, toward one of the lesser-used
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10. No Way in Hell
Aurela “Stop touching yourself?" The moment I heard that through the bond link, I knew I couldn’t deceive myself any longer. He was aware. From afar, I could hear footsteps approaching the tunnels—swift, purposeful. They were coming for me. I had sent Riven away earlier. I told him I wanted to be alone, that I’d be fine. The truth was, I needed to try relieving the pressure in my own way, hoping maybe I could fight the bond myself. But who would’ve known he’d feel me? Even from a distance—he felt me. My breath caught, my chest heaving from the effort, but I forced myself to move. I had to escape. I couldn’t let whoever he sent find me in this state—weak, exposed, begging silently for relief. If they caught me now, I wouldn’t be able to resist. My body would betray me. Afterwards—when this was over—I could find him myself. To reject him. I used the last bit of strength in me to wipe any trace of Riven from our hideout. I couldn’t expose his existence to them. That w
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