LOGIN“I, Alpha Jordan of the Silverclan pack, hereby reject you as my mate.” Alpha Jordan announced loudly, and I fell to my knees, grabbing him by the leg in silent pleading. I had just been named his mate, and without delay, he rejected me. For the first time in the pack’s history, an Alpha was rejecting his mate. I knelt there, my face buried in my hands . I could hear the snickers and scornful laughter from the female members of my pack. They had always been jealous of my supposed good fortune and nothing would make them happier than witnessing my humiliation. *** Rejected, betrayed, and left for dead, Chelsea Rivers did not think she would survive the day her already cracked world came crumbling down. Publicly rejected by her mate, forced into a political marriage by her parents, cheated on during her wedding night with her own sister, and condemned to die by her mate and family, she survives only by sheer will and the intervention of a mysterious Alpha. Taken in by Alpha Turner—a cold, powerful leader feared by neighboring packs. Chelsea keeps her existence and identity hidden. But peace is still far from her reach. Before long, the usually unemotional Alpha begins to look at her differently, while the Beta, who has always shown her affection and care, is obviously in love with her—leaving Chelsea dangerously torn between two powerful men. And the worst part?she seems to have developed feelings for the two men. Away from this Chelsea is about to discover that she was the key to end the world and every wolf in the world will be after her,either to use her as the key or to end her
View MoreTurner told me at breakfast, without any elaboration at all, setting his cup down with the particular deliberateness he used whenever he'd rehearsed exactly how much he intended to say and no more."Full pack assembly at midday," he said. "Please be there.""What's happening?" I asked, watching his face for any hint I might be able to read before he chose to give it to me directly."You'll see," he said, and that was the whole of it, no matter how many different ways I tried to ask again over the course of the morning.Erin was worse than useless as a source of information, though not for lack of trying to hide it. I found her in the kitchen not long after, humming to herself while she prepared a tray of something she insisted wasn't for me and refused to elaborate on further, practically vibrating with some secret she was clearly under strict instruction not to spoil."You know," I said, watching her closely."I know nothing," she said, entirely unconvincingly, her hands moving a lit
Turner knocked on my door before dawn, three quiet raps that pulled me out of sleep before my eyes had even fully opened. I was already sitting up by the second knock, some instinct in me tuned to the particular rhythm of his footsteps in the corridor, the way I'd learned to recognize the sound of his boots on stone from three rooms away over these past weeks.I opened the door to find him dressed for travel, a second cloak draped over his arm, the sky behind him still holding onto the last deep blue of night."Come somewhere with me," he said.He didn't explain further, and I didn't ask him to. There had been a time, not so long ago, when a summons like this—vague, unexplained, delivered before the sun had risen—would have sent my whole body into a defensive crouch, bracing for whatever unpleasant thing waited on the other side of it. That instinct had quieted in me slowly, over months, replaced by something closer to trust. I took the cloak from his arm and pulled my boots on withou
The days after Turner's declaration settled into something I hadn't expected—not a sudden shift in the pack's rhythm, but a quiet tying-off of every loose thread the war had left dangling.Victoria presented her case against the compromised elder privately, laying out everything she'd traced back to his connections with Jordan's network, and Turner removed him from the council without any public announcement at all, keeping the pack's stability intact rather than turning it into spectacle. The elder accepted it without drama, retreating to a plot of land on the outer edge of pack territory with the clear understanding that his silence going forward was the price of being allowed to stay at all. He kept it.The diplomatic accord with the southern pack was formalized not long after, Dama's representative and Victoria signing the agreement together in the same council chamber where everything else had been decided these past months. The second allied pack, leaderless and scattered in the
Erin delivered her verdict a week after the battle. "You're cleared for light activity," she said, and I had my boots on before she'd finished the sentence."Light," she said again, sharper. "Activity.""Noted," I said, already halfway to the door.Walking back out into the pack proper felt strange after a week confined to one room, and the effect of it on the wolves around me was immediate—shoulders straightening, murmurs of relief passing warrior to warrior as I moved through the grounds. A young sentry near the gate said, "Alpha," and the word carried more welcome in it than I had ever heard it hold before.I made my way through the pack systematically, the way I always did, checking every repair site, speaking with every warrior who crossed my path. I found Victoria first, and we went through the war report together—diplomatic status with the southern pack now fully secured, the remaining Silverclan alliance in tatters, the pack itself stable enough that she seemed almost relaxed
“That went better than I thought it would,” Erin said as we sat down in her room, but I wasn’t paying attention. My mind was on Gregory, who was probably asleep in the next room. After Turner had put me in his care, he had moved me out of the shabby room I’d been staying in and into their own home.
“Fifteen against fourteen. I guess you’re staying then,” Lady Victoria said, and a wide grin spread across my face. I turned to the Beta—the man whose vote had just saved me. He smiled at me, and his handsome features, which the tension-filled moment had stopped me from noticing, dawned on me. Befo
The room was empty save for Erin, who had offered to get me some clothes and also show me to the pack house. I looked at myself in the mirror after Erin applied some concealer on my face to cover up the bruises.“You are really pretty, you know? You are going to turn heads here,” Erin said.“Thanks
CHAPTER FOURI forced my legs closed, infuriating the leader, and he gave me a sharp blow to my face, forcing blood out of my mouth.“Turn her over,” he said to his men, who were holding me as the others watched and let out excited howls. As one of his men placed his hands on my waist, meaning to t






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