Lola, a rejected mate with no identity, is traded to the most dangerous and ruthless pack leader, Mike, in Tamsin City. Alone from a young age, she accepted her fate, knowing her life was marked by rejection and loneliness. Mike, the strict Alpha of his pack, is known for his strong principles and refusal to listen to anyone. He focuses only on his duties and being the perfect leader, showing no interest in bringing Lola into his world. But everything changes when a mysterious group of vampires invades Tamsin City, causing chaos and destroying packs, sparing no one,young or old. Amid the chaos, Mike faces a tough choice about accepting Lola into his territory. The invasion brings unexpected problems, making him rethink his position. Lola, trapped in her sadness, wonders if this event might be her chance for freedom. Will she find a way to escape her unwanted fate,or will she be pulled deeper into the life of Mike’s pack? As the vampire threat grows, Mike must decide whether to keep his isolated approach or accept Lola, possibly making his pack stronger against their common enemy. In this gripping story of survival, loyalty, and unexpected friendships,Lola and Mike must manage their troubled relationship while the city is under attack. Will Lola find her place and identity within Mike’s pack? And will Mike, the relentless Alpha, open his heart to the rejected mate who might be the key to saving Tamsin City from total destruction? Discover the powerful journey of two souls bound by fate and shaped by adversity. In a world where trust is rare and danger is everywhere,can love and acceptance grow in the unlikeliest of places?
View MoreLola tightened her grip on her bag, her fingers clenching around the worn leather strap as she stood before the gates of Tamsin City's pack territory. The massive iron gates loomed over her, an unspoken reminder of the life she was stepping into. She swallowed, her gaze steady as the guard approached.
"Name?" the guard barked, his eyes cold and uninterested.
"Lola Reece," she replied, her voice steady despite the knot forming in her stomach.
The guard grunted, scribbling her name down on a clipboard before gesturing for her to follow. "Alpha Mike’s orders are clear. You’ll be briefed on your duties once you’re settled. Until then, stay out of the way."
Lola nodded, stepping through the gates and feeling the weight of the guard's eyes on her back as she walked into the pack’s territory. She tried to keep her head high, but the glances and whispers that followed her made it difficult. Her mind flashed back to the small room she’d been kept in for days, the instructions given to her echoing in her mind: obey and survive.
“Look at her,” a voice muttered to her left. She didn’t turn, but the words reached her ears all the same. “Another one traded to our Alpha. Wonder how long she’ll last.”
Lola took a steady breath, focusing her gaze on the main building ahead. A towering structure of stone and wood, it stood as a testament to Alpha Mike’s reign over Tamsin City. She had heard rumors of him—his ruthlessness, his strict code, his commitment to his pack above all else. And now, she was here, just another tool in his arsenal.
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Inside, a young woman met her with a wary smile, extending her hand.
"Jessica," she introduced herself. "I’m here to show you around."
Lola shook her hand, grateful for the small act of kindness. “Thank you.”
Jessica led her through the main hall, her voice soft but laced with caution. “I don’t know why they sent you here, but… try to keep your head down. Alpha Mike doesn’t take kindly to anyone stepping out of line.”
“Noted.” Lola’s lips tightened. “I’m not here to make trouble.”
Jessica gave a slight nod. “Good. I’ll show you to your quarters.”
As they walked, Jessica glanced at her out of the corner of her eye. “So… what’s your story?”
Lola hesitated, unsure how much to share. “I was traded.”
Jessica’s face softened. “I’m sorry. It’s… it’s not easy here, especially for someone in your position.”
“I’ll manage.” Lola’s voice was firmer than she felt.
The quarters were small and bare, with a single bed, a small table, and a window that looked out onto the training grounds. Jessica lingered in the doorway, her face clouded with concern.
“If you need anything, you can find me near the training area. Just… be careful.”
Lola gave a small smile. “Thanks, Jessica. I appreciate it.”
Jessica nodded before leaving, closing the door softly behind her. Lola let out a long breath, sinking down onto the bed and looking around the room. This was her life now, for better or worse. And as much as she hated it, there was no going back.
The next morning, Lola was summoned to the Alpha’s quarters. She stood outside the heavy wooden door, waiting for permission to enter. A moment later, a low, commanding voice called out, “Come in.”
She pushed the door open, stepping inside to face the man who controlled her fate. Alpha Mike stood by the window, his back to her. His presence filled the room, an aura of authority and strength that was impossible to ignore.
“Lola Reece,” he said, still not turning around. “Do you know why you’re here?”
Lola took a steady breath. “I was traded to your pack, Alpha.”
He turned then, his gaze piercing as it settled on her. “And do you understand what that means?”
She met his eyes, refusing to show any sign of weakness. “It means I serve your pack now.”
A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Good. Then you understand the rules. You’ll follow orders without question, stay out of pack affairs, and keep your head down. Do you have any issues with that?”
“No, Alpha.”
“Good.” He walked toward her, stopping just a foot away. “I don’t care about your past or why you were traded. All I care about is that you fulfill your role here without causing any trouble.”
Lola nodded, her heart steady as she looked up at him. “Understood, Alpha.”
For a moment, his gaze lingered on her, as if assessing her strength. Then he nodded. “You’re dismissed.”
Outside, Lola let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. The encounter had been brief, but the weight of it settled heavily on her shoulders. She walked back toward her quarters, her mind spinning with thoughts of her new life.
Jessica found her later, her expression a mix of sympathy and caution. “How did it go?”
“He’s… intense,” Lola admitted.
Jessica snorted. “That’s putting it lightly. Mike’s… not like other Alphas. He doesn’t have time for anything he considers weak.”
“I noticed.” Lola’s voice was dry.
Jessica sighed, glancing around to make sure no one was listening. “Look, just be careful. And if you need help… well, I’ll do what I can.”
Lola gave her a grateful smile. “Thank you.”
“The vampires are getting closer,” one of them muttered. “They’ve already hit Yasmin City. It’s only a matter of time before they reach us.”
Lola’s heart wasn't stable for a moment, she was really confused about what's currently going on.
But she forced herself to keep her face impassive as she continued to clean.
The other guard shook his head. “Alpha Mike won’t let them take Tamsin. He’s already preparing.”
“But will it be enough?” The first guard’s voice was filled with doubt.
That night, she lay awake in her bed, staring at the ceiling. She didn’t know what the future held, but one thing was certain—life in Tamsin was about to change.
The packhouse was quiet, but it didn’t feel peaceful. The fight at the ruins was over, but the threat wasn’t gone. Alaric’s presence still hung over us like a dark cloud. No one said it out loud, but we all knew he was planning his next move. I couldn’t sleep. My mind wouldn’t stop replaying everything that had happened.Mike’s door was slightly open, and warm light spilled into the hallway. I paused, wondering if I should leave him alone. Before I could decide, his voice called out. “Lola?” I pushed the door open. “Hey,” I said softly. “Couldn’t sleep.” Mike was sitting on the edge of his bed, elbows resting on his knees. His hair was messy, and his eyes looked tired. “Me neither,” he admitted. “Too much going on in my head.” I walked over and sat beside him. “Do you think Alaric will come back soon?” Mike’s jaw tightened. “He will,” he said firmly. “But so will we. We’ll be ready.” I nodded, though unease still lingered in my chest. “I just wish things could go back
The packhouse was quiet, but the heavy air was filled with tension. After sealing the gateway, everyone was tired, but sleep didn’t come easy. I sat near the window, looking out at the dark forest. The ruins might be safe for now, but Alaric’s threat still hung over us like a storm cloud. Footsteps echoed behind me. Mike’s steady voice broke the silence. "You can’t sleep, can you?" I shook my head. "Too much going on in my mind." He came closer and stood beside me. "We made progress today. We sealed the gateway." "For now," I said softly. "Alaric isn’t finished. I saw it in his eyes. He’ll come back." Mike’s jaw clenched. "Then we’ll be ready for him." I sighed. "But what if we aren’t ready?" Mike reached for my hand, his touch warm and steady. "We’ll be ready," he promised. Before I could respond, there was a loud knock on the door. Zara’s voice came through. "Lola, Mike. Come quickly. You need to see this." Mike and I exchanged worried looks before heading to the d
The night stretched long and heavy, every shadow outside the packhouse feeling thicker than before. Alaric’s presence lingered in my thoughts, a reminder that danger was closer than ever. I sat by the window, watching the trees sway in the faint breeze, the eerie stillness unsettling in a way that made my skin prickle. Mike stood by the door, his arms crossed, his eyes locked on the darkness outside. "He’s watching," he said quietly. "I can feel it." Zara, sitting on the couch with her knees drawn up to her chest, nodded. "He doesn’t seem like the type to walk away that easily." I exhaled slowly, pushing away the tension creeping up my spine. "We can’t let him control the narrative. We have to get ahead of him before he finds a way to use the ruins against us." Dorian, who had remained quiet most of the evening, finally spoke. "Alaric doesn’t just manipulate power. He manipulates people. He knows how to twist thoughts, how to sow doubt. If you let him get too close, he’ll turn
The ruins stood silent in the aftermath of our confessions, their glow fading but still pulsing with an unsettling energy. The air around us carried an oppressive weight, as if the stones themselves were holding their breath, waiting. "We did what it wanted," Zara said, her voice low, cautious. "So why doesn't it feel like enough?" Mike rubbed the back of his neck, his expression tense. "Because it's not. This is just the beginning." Dorian stepped closer, his presence like a shadow creeping in from the edges. "The ruins have acknowledged your fears, but acknowledgment isn't action. You need to be ready for what comes next." Marcus scoffed, crossing his arms. "And what exactly is coming next, Dorian? More riddles?" Dorian's lips curled into an unsettling smirk. "Not riddles, Marcus. Consequences." A sharp gust of wind swept through the clearing, rustling the trees in a way that set every nerve in my body on edge. It wasn’t natural. It felt... purposeful. Then I heard it.
The ruins stood before us, shrouded in an eerie stillness that sent a shiver down my spine. The air was thick, heavy with something unspoken, something ancient. I could see the faint glow of the markings carved into the stones—symbols that seemed to pulse with an energy that made my skin crawl. Mike stood beside me, his jaw clenched, his eyes scanning the area with sharp focus. "It's different," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. Zara crouched down, tracing a symbol with her fingers, her brows furrowed in concentration. "They've shifted," she said. "These weren’t like this before. It’s almost like... they're reacting to something." Dorian stood a few feet away, observing us with his usual detached expression. "The ruins are alive," he said calmly, as if stating a fact we should already know. "They respond to the balance between realms. And right now, that balance is crumbling." I swallowed hard, my gaze locked onto the strange patterns carved into the stone. "What
The weight of Dorian’s words hung over the packhouse like an invisible storm cloud, thick and suffocating. The murmurs of the pack barely registered in my mind as I stood by the window, staring out into the darkened forest. Somewhere out there, beyond the trees and the shadows, the source loomed, waiting. Mike’s presence was a steady warmth behind me, his fingers grazing my shoulder. “You’ve been quiet,” he murmured, his voice low enough that only I could hear. I let out a slow breath, leaning against him. “I’m just… trying to make sense of it all. The sacrifice he mentioned… what if it’s something we can’t afford to give?” Mike’s grip tightened, grounding me. “We’ll figure it out, Lola. We always do.” But I wasn’t so sure this time. This wasn’t just a rogue enemy or an invading force. This was something beyond us—something ancient and unrelenting. The idea of a ‘sacrifice’ gnawed at me, filling my chest with unease. A knock on the door interrupted our moment. Zara stepped i
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