FATED TO ALPHA RENZO

RORY'S POV "How does it feel to have a wolf side, Elara?"I asked my sister, Elara, who seemed more confident and stronger ever since she turned. Her hair color brighter, and her eyes sparkled with a fierce inner light."This is the hundredth time you've asked Elara that, and I'm sure more of it is to come," my mum chuckled, pulling me closer to herself. The forest seemed to have had only the three of us in it, as only the birds could be heard. We were on an evening hunt, hoping to get some dinner before the day ran out."I wish I had a wolf too," I said, looking at Elara with a mix of admiration and longing.I heard Elara sigh, and I could feel her roll her eyes. My sister was probably just as frustrated as I was about my transformation taking so much time. Everyone in the pack had already turned, even before they turned twenty, but there I was, twenty-one but stuck in my human form. I felt isolated when they unleashed their wolves. My mum stopped abruptly and pulled me back to fac

RENZO'S POV."Dear Wolves of Selene pack," From the center stage I shouted to the crowd who stood approximately ten feet in front. From my pipe I drew an intentional smoke while I studied my territory with a feeling of satisfaction. These were my wolves, and I own them.The pack howled back at me. They shook with fear, but their eyes showed loyalty."I love seeing fear and loyalty in your eyes," I said, laughing out loud. My laughter bounced off the trees, echoing through the woods. "Today's a special day," I said, grinning. "I'm turning 100!" The pack erupted into another chorus of howls, their voices rising and falling in celebration."You look twenty-seven!" a voice screamed from the crowd. I descended from the stage, the sea of wolves parting as I strode towards them. "Who dared to say that?" I growled, scanning the crowd with a piercing gaze.A timid girl trembled forward, her eyes wide with fear. I walked over her, my voice thundering, "That's right! I look twenty-seven!

RORY'S POV Elijah led me through the castle's grand hallway, adorned with cobweb-covered portraits, and stopped in front of a small, plain door. "This is where you'll stay,”he said, pushing the door open.The room was tiny, with stone walls and a single, narrow window. A small bed and a wooden chest were the only furniture.Elijah pointed down the hallway. "The Alpha's tea is waiting. Be quick about it,” He turned and walked away, leaving me alone in the unfamiliar room.I looked around, feeling lost. "Tea?" I whispered to myself. How was I supposed to make tea when I didn't even know where the kitchen was?I slumped onto the wooden bed, the rough texture a big difference to the pain I felt inside. Memories of my mother's screams, her body consumed by flames, still lingered in my mind like an open wound. I felt a pang in my chest, a mix of grief, anger, and helplessness."Now he's my mate?" I whispered, shocked. I longed for Elara's presence, but she'd vanished since Alpha Ren

THE DUNGEON.RORY'S POV "Hello?!"My scream bounced off the damp stone walls, swallowed by the thick, unmoving air. Darkness pressed in from all sides, suffocating, endless. I sucked in a breath, but the space felt too tight, the air too thin.Panic clawed at my chest. I had never felt this trapped before.The walls were solid, unyielding. No cracks. No light. No way out. My dress hung in torn scraps around me, and the bruises from Elijah’s grip still ached. He had tossed me in here like I was nothing, like I didn’t matter.I curled into myself, shivering.Maybe I would never see my sister again.Maybe I would die here."I curse the day I met Alpha Renzo! I wish you would rot in hell—but you are hell itself!"I screamed until my throat burned, but I knew no one would hear me. No one ever did.Then, as if my words had summoned something, a low growl rumbled through the darkness. Deep. Animalistic. My pulse spiked.Renzo must have sent something to kill me."Hello?"My voice wavered, t

THE CATCHRORY'S POV “Oh my—”I gasped, yanking my dress down, my face burning with embarrassment. The door had barely opened before it slammed shut again, leaving behind a heavy silence.My heart pounded as I recognized the woman from the forest—the one who had helped Ryker.Ryker let out a quiet sigh, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I’m sorry about that.”I swallowed, still shaken. “They don’t seem to hate me as much as I expected.”His lips twitched into a small smile. “You’re with their prince, love. That changes things.”I blinked. “Wait… you told them about me?”Ryker sat up, wincing as he reached for his clothes. I watched as he pulled on his trousers, then his shirt, his movements slow from the pain.“Of course,” he said simply, fastening the buttons. “They need to know about you.”A strange mix of emotions swirled inside me—warmth, uncertainty, and a hint of fear.“I want you to meet a few people.”I hesitated but nodded. He took my hand, his grip firm and reassuring as he