LOGINOphelia Silvercrown had one mission; escape the Midnight Hunters pack before her stepfather could sell her into marriage with Damian Crypthil—the deranged heir of the cursed Cryptid Pack. But fate is cruel. The same wolf she ran from becomes the man she’s bound to in a contract marriage with. Trapped between returning to her abusive stepfather or staying with Damian, Ophelia chooses the devil she doesn’t know… and steps into the role of his chosen mate. Damian Crypthil is haunted by blood and madness, forever branded deranged after the night he lost control. Determined to silence the whispers and prove himself worthy of being Alpha, he knows he needs a mate–what he doesn’t expect is her. Now Ophelia is caught in a dangerous game of power struggles, betrayal, and a love she never saw coming. With a vengeful physician plotting in the shadows, her stepfather’s schemes tightening around her, and Damian’s jealous ex determined to destroy her, every path leads to destruction. Will she be crushed by the forces against her—or will she rise as the Alpha’s true mate? Deranged Alpha and His Chosen Mate is a tale of survival and passion where love is the greatest risk of all.
View MoreOPHELIA“Find him and lock him up!” The Alpha orders and the guards get to their feet, about to go after Damian.But I don’t allow it. “Stop!” I intervene, stepping in front of the guards.A few gasps fill the air, announcing the surprise of the remaining guests in the hall. I keep my gaze fixated on the Alpha who’s still resting on one of the royal guards. He glares back at me with equal ferocity, his grey orbs not backing down from my challenge. Tension in the hall rises as we remain silent for a while, neither of us saying a word.I must admit, his gaze is daring and authoritatively binding as an Alpha but I refuse to be intimidated. Damian may be his son but he is my husband and I have to protect him especially at this time where everyone seems to be against him.“The coronation has been pushed off until further notice!” Sir Wicker calls out loud and clear for everyone to hear. “We appreciate everyone’s presence here and we deeply apologize for the turn of events. Please, exit th
OPHELIAHe’s losing control.Everyone has their eyes on the Alpha as he rages over installing Damian as Alpha but I keep my eyes on Damian. His grey eyes are unguarded, a considerable amount of fury pouring all over. His fists are by his sides, and I can tell from the way his arms are shaking that he’s on the verge of losing control. If no one intervenes, this may lead to something very bad.“Father, that's enough. I will not allow you to come to my coronation and make a mess of it.” Damian hisses, his voice laced with a deadly threat.The Alpha turns around from the council Elders, a wild look in his eyes. “ You dare? You dare threaten me?” “Perhaps, you taught me too well.” Damian retorts and I gulp, anxious at how this is playing out. “As your son.” His Majesty remains silent for a moment before a disgusted look comes over his face. “No, You are nothing but the murderer who killed his own mother.” My heart thumps so loudly that I fear the guests can hear it. Damian’s face turns
DAMIANInstant silence cuts across the chatter of the wedding guests. Immediately, every single person in attendance rises to their feet, their faces an expression of surprise and shock. As all eyes are locked on the one person taking all the attention currently. My father, Murdock Crypthill, supported on one hand by a stunned guard and on the other, his single crested acne that he hasn't held in months before his coma. His eyes are cold, locked straight at me. And me…I literally am shocked, beyond measure, that he is out here. Yet unable to process if this is true or some mischievous prank. “Father…” I let out those words slowly and carefully. My mind argues that this is not possible. That Father would not be up at this time. That I am only seeing things because somehow I expect that I would have my father attend my wedding.Because what now? Having him here, with all the things that have happened of late. Would he even be proud of me being crowned as his successor? Would he al
OPHELIA My heart slows down as we proceed into the hall, walking down the path created for us. A low ceremonial hum–ancient and almost haunting--followed. It sounds like it was woven from voices and instruments of the old age. The guests all turn to us and I try not to squirm under the pressure of a hundred pairs of eyes on me. Instead, I focus on Damian who keeps his eyes ahead and walks with unmatched confidence. I mirror his steps, breathing out slowly to release some tensions. Some guests smile at me and I hear others gushing over how pretty I am. I don't see any negative reactions so far and this puts me at ease. “You're doing great, Ophelia.” Damian whispers and I break out a smile. Soon, we get to the stage and the officiator begins the ceremony. “Today, we're gathered here to celebrate a union of one of its kind. A harmony between two souls to blend into one. And we are the witnesses of this love story.” I try my best not to glance at the crowd, fully aware that each
OPHELIAWith a spring on my step, I follow the guard down the hallway as he leads me towards the inner garden. My wedding dress is a bit heavy so I walk slower than usual but the guard is kind enough to not rush ahead of me.He told me Damian asked him to see me to the garden as if I wouldn’t know
DAMIANThe sunset yellow of the evening sun blesses us warmly from the horizon. Storm snickers, his powerful hooves trudging the soil with heavy gallops, while Ophelia rides just ahead. On a gentler brown mare that is as graceful as she is. She agreed to ride, and I let her take the lead after a
DAMIANIt feels so simple– the elegance of it. The efforts that have been put in making the day so memorable are all about in the air. And the festivities, the merriment and the smiles that flash all about. Yet none of those can lift the heaviness in my heart as I stare grimly at the dressing mir
OPHELIAI decided to stay…For what reason, I don’t know precisely but there was something about the way Damian spoke that day that held me back. He gave me a choice. No–he gave up his comfort for my safety.If somehow our wedding gets called off, the Council will do anything possible to prove him






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