As Isabelle fights to claim her rightful place as the Alpha, she finds herself entangled in a dark and dangerous game. Being the daughter of the Alpha, it is her birthright to assume leadership when the time is right. However, not everyone in the pack is receptive to the idea of a female wielding power, including her own father. Forced by him, Isabelle reluctantly accepts an arranged marriage with a wolf of his choosing. But fate has a cruel twist in store when she is rejected and left to face the consequences of her father's decisions. Now, Isabelle has no choice but to comply with her father's terms until she is officially named the Alpha. Yet, she harbors dangerous secrets that could be exploited against her, and there is one relentless individual who relentlessly pursues her until he achieves his desires. In a world where the boundaries between duty and desire become blurred, the path to becoming a future Alpha becomes a treacherous minefield.
더 보기Isabelle”s Point of View
I had reached my breaking point; exhaustion and frustration consumed me. After completing my last class of the day, I caught sight of him: my father. He stood in the heart of the college campus, a towering figure, accompanied by another wolf shifter. This newcomer possessed a formidable presence, with his tall stature, muscular build, and penetrating dark brown eyes that seemed to peer straight into my soul.Malik.
My heart raced as I approached them, feeling the weight of my impending fate tighten around my neck. I knew what awaited me, and fear gripped me tightly.
My father spoke first, his voice unwavering and resolute. "Isabelle, you're well aware of the reason for my presence," he declared. The stern lines etched on his face signaled that this conversation wouldn't end favorably. He intended to impose an impossible choice upon me.
"You must agree to an arranged mating within our pack now, or else I cannot guarantee your position as the future pack alpha when the time comes."
Silenced by shock, I stood there, unable to utter a word. It didn't matter that I had anticipated this moment. I had hoped for the chance to sway my father's decision. I had been raised all my life with the understanding that my purpose was tied to this destiny. However, over the past year, my father had wavered, casting doubt on my future.
Part of the reason why I was sent off to college was to explore my options and determine if I had the resilience to follow the prescribed path I had been handed. Now, the mere thought that everything could be snatched away from me left me devastated."This isn't fair," I protested, my voice laced with frustration. "An unmated female can lead this pack just as effectively as one with a mate. No offense, Malik." I glanced over at the man who had accompanied my father.
"The discussion is over. These are my conditions. You can choose to accept or reject them, but I require your answer immediately. You cannot become the alpha without a mate. Too many within the pack harbor doubts, and without the bond of a mate, you won't possess the strength to defend yourself against those who would seek to usurp your position. It will be for the best this way. You'll have the freedom to pursue your desires. Consider it a hidden blessing."
I clenched my jaw tightly, my teeth grinding against each other. I couldn't see any blessings within his words. "When?" I managed to utter through my clenched teeth.
"The upcoming Black Moon occurs in fourteen months. You can complete this semester, and then it will be time for you to return home. This will provide ample opportunity for you and Malik to become better acquainted and garner support from the pack before my retirement.""No, that's too soon," I blurted out, unable to contain my protest.
A low growl rumbled from my father's throat, and Malik's eyes widened with a cautionary expression that spoke volumes. I knew I had ventured into dangerous territory.
"You will obey your alpha's commands," my father snarled, forcefully reminding me of my position. "Neither Malik nor I will tolerate such insolence. As long as I hold the alpha title, your obedience is expected. Unless you choose to forsake your future. Is that your decision?"
I allowed my gaze to sweep over Malik, trying my best not to view him as a mere object. However, my father had reduced my mating to a transaction. Malik might have been fifteen years my senior, but age differences mattered little within the pack. Once we reached puberty, our aging process slowed down compared to humans. Apart from a few subtle lines etched around his eyes and mouth, he appeared almost as youthful as myself.
What troubled me the most was the close connection between Malik's father and mine. Had they devised this plan together during my absence, secretly grooming Malik to comply with their wishes? Countless questions swirled in my mind, knowing that today would not provide the answers I sought.The alpha authority resonated in my father's voice, leaving me with no real choice. I had to embrace this arrangement or abandon my coveted position as the next in line—a position I had cherished in my dreams.
Taking a deep breath, I shook my head and mustered the strength to speak firmly yet respectfully. "No, Father. That is not the path I choose," I asserted, struggling to suppress the urge to unleash a torrent of profanity. For now, going along with their plan would grant me some time to explore alternative options. "I comprehend the expectations and accept your conditions. However, I kindly request to remain in school until my studies are complete, for at least another year."
My father narrowed his gaze upon me, contemplating my appeal. I held my breath, concealing my doubts as best I could. If he sensed any hint of disbelief, he would surely impose his wrath upon me.
"I believe that's a reasonable request. Those terms suit me just fine," Malik interjected, offering me a glimmer of relief. With Malik's support, my chances of persuading my father increased significantly.
Finally, my father nodded with a sense of apparent contentment, beckoning Malik to approach. A warm smile adorned Malik's face, a reminder of the genuine liking I had always harbored for him. In truth, my father could have selected a far less favorable match, and I found solace in seeing a friend standing by my side.
"To formalize our agreement," Malik declared, unveiling a moonstone ring and sliding it onto my middle finger as per our tradition. We then clasped our forearms together, sealing our commitment. I couldn't discern with certainty whether he felt genuinely pleased about the arrangement, but I detected no trace of coercion in his scent. He had willingly accepted our fate.
A delicate shiver trailed down my spine upon his touch, causing my heart to race as I struggled to process the whirlwind of events unfolding before me. Drawing closer, Malik placed a reassuring hand upon my shoulder, offering a gentle touch that provided much-needed comfort in that moment.
As I locked my gaze with his, an inexplicable sense of assurance washed over me. Despite my father's influence, I somehow knew I had made the right choice—for now. Both of us bore a responsibility to the pack, and together, we could strive to effect positive change. I could do this. We could do this.
But it would be on our own terms, not dictated by my father.He opened his palm, unveiling his own selection - a red-black obsidian. Suppressing a grin, I clamped my teeth onto my lower lip, determined not to burst into laughter. With a purposeful gesture, he dropped the stone into the fire, resulting in a series of lively pops and hisses that persisted for several minutes, until the ensuing plume of smoke ascended and enveloped us.However, I could no longer contain my amusement, and it erupted in a peal of laughter that nearly brought tears to my eyes. Malik, baffled by my reaction, demanded to know the cause of my amusement. But his perplexed expression only served to heighten my mirth, causing me to clutch my sides as I continued to giggle uncontrollably. Eventually, after several minutes of laughter interspersed with gasps for breath, I managed to regain some composure and stood before Malik."The stone he chose signifies virility and stamina to some extent," I finally managed to explain amidst my lingering amusement."Well, someone ought
He opened his palm, unveiling his own selection - a red-black obsidian. Suppressing a grin, I clamped my teeth onto my lower lip, determined not to burst into laughter. With a purposeful gesture, he dropped the stone into the fire, resulting in a series of lively pops and hisses that persisted for several minutes, until the ensuing plume of smoke ascended and enveloped us.However, I could no longer contain my amusement, and it erupted in a peal of laughter that nearly brought tears to my eyes. Malik, baffled by my reaction, demanded to know the cause of my amusement. But his perplexed expression only served to heighten my mirth, causing me to clutch my sides as I continued to giggle uncontrollably. Eventually, after several minutes of laughter interspersed with gasps for breath, I managed to regain some composure and stood before Malik."The stone he chose signifies virility and stamina to some extent," I finally managed to explain amidst my lingering amusement."Well, someone ought
Isabelle’s Point of ViewAfter three and a half weeks had passed...Chase turned to me with an inquisitive look and asked, "Are you all set?"I nodded and took a deep breath, allowing the warm, crisp night air to fill my lungs. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of pack activities, tangled up with stress and guilt. However, tonight marked a fresh beginning for all of us. If we could tap into the enchantment of the dark moon, we aimed to free ourselves from some of our troubles and embark on a rejuvenating journey."I must admit," I said, parting my cloak carefully and letting it gracefully fall to the ground, "the potency of tonight's ritual may not match that of a black moon night."Chase, following my lead, pushed aside his loose pants and kicked them to the side. "It's not just about the strength of the magic," he replied, "it's the significance we invest in it."Malik laughed heartily at the sight of both of us. "You two sure seem excited, and I can't say I blame you," he rem
With deliberate slowness, Gabriel inclined his head, baring his neck in a display of submission. Although he appeared to acquiesce, a sneer of defiance lingered on his face, rendering his gesture hollow and seemingly too late. Tradition and pack rule dictated that I accept his submission, yet my instincts craved something more.A wicked grin crept across my face, an unspoken promise of indulgence. While protocol demanded compliance, I saw no reason not to have a little fun first. After all, if he had dared to challenge me, then he must bear the consequences of his actions.I yearned for everyone to witness his surrender, to acknowledge his defeat in front of the entire pack. Drawing closer, I felt the warmth of my breath against his skin, knowing that the pulse in his neck throbbed tantalizingly close to my lips. It would require just a fleeting moment to unleash the full fury of the wolf and end his life, erasing him from existence once and for all. It was not only about avenging Tyl
A guttural growl erupted from deep within me, my anger directed straight at my father, the frustration and resentment boiling over. I had reached my limit, having endured enough from all of them, especially him. "I'm done with you, old man," I declared fiercely, my words dripping with a mixture of defiance and pain. "I've pleaded, obeyed, and contorted myself to fit whatever mold you required of me. And for what? So you and your cronies could challenge me at the first hint of trouble?" My bitterness poured out as I spoke, my frustration palpable. With those words of defiance still hanging in the air, I turned away from him, refusing to let his presence and betrayal consume me any longer. The weight of their expectations and demands had become unbearable, and I vowed to break free from their suffocating hold. "And now, turning to you," I gestured fiercely towards Gabriel, still lounging nonchalantly in the corner, "you've dared to issue a challenge, so let's settle this right here an
Isabelle’s Point of ViewI cradled Tyler's head gently, lifting him onto my lap, a surge of emotions overwhelming me. The past few days had been a tumultuous rollercoaster, and the idea that it might culminate like this made me feel physically sick. My own knife embedded in his chest, and him bleeding out on the floor of my cabin—it was an unimaginable nightmare."I'm really sorry for what I did to you back then," Tyler's voice came out as a wheeze, his breath labored."Shut up. Save it for when you get better," I replied, my heart breaking at the sight of his weakened state.But he insisted on speaking his mind, knowing that these words held great significance at this critical juncture. "Gotta say it now, and you know it," he whispered with determination.In response, I felt the weight of my own guilt weighing heavily upon me, my voice filled with regret. "Then I should be the one apologizing. None of this would have happened if I hadn't bitten you that night. I was so foolish," I ad
As the minutes ticked by, Tyler's restlessness increased, and I knew it wouldn't be long before the sedative wore off completely. The anticipation of what was to come filled me with both dread and determination. We were all in this together, and no matter the challenges that lay ahead, I was resolved to face them head-on. Tyler needed us now more than ever, and I wouldn't let him down again.His skin had taken on a bronzed sheen, glistening with beads of sweat. Despite the slight changes in his appearance, such as the additional hair on his body and the transformation of his facial bone structure, Tyler still retained an undeniably youthful appearance. To me, he had always been one of the most striking human beings I had ever encountered, and that had not changed. My fingers yearned to feel his dark hair, and my desire to trace the curve of his neck with my nose was almost overwhelming. The urge to touch the mark I had once left on him resurfaced, though I knew it was no longer the ti
Isabelle’s Poont of ViewA strong sense of responsibility and an elusive feeling, which I hadn't quite identified, compelled me to descend the stairs. I couldn't ignore the persistent whimpering that echoed in my ears, and it pushed me to seek out Tyler. His desperate need to be close to me spoke volumes about his current state. If he had control over his faculties, he wouldn't be begging for my presence. But something had changed within him.The memory of that painful night resurfaced, catching me off guard and causing my steps to falter. It was the night when he rejected me. Standing in the woods under the rising full moon, I felt a surge of aggression unlike anything before, not realizing that it was the onset of mating heat. Fate had chosen the most inopportune moment to put me to the test, and I had faltered, unable to control the powerful forces at play.Each step I took towards him now, I felt a fresh wave of guilt mingled with anger surging through my core. Witnessing his vuln
"You've got him right where he wants to be, Isabelle. Now, focus on the underside with your tongue while you swallow around him. He's about to explode," I urged.Malik gave a low warning growl, but I paid no attention to it. I knew Malik deserved her full attention when he reached his climax, just as I expected the same when it was my turn. Isabelle skillfully followed my guidance, and Malik's hips bucked violently in response, thrusting forcefully as she pressed back against my erection. I clenched my teeth and took a deep breath, desperately trying to contain the overwhelming sensations coursing through my body with each movement she made.Sweat trickled down my face and chest as Isabelle's moans escalated into muffled cries. Malik's grip on her hair tightened, and he let out a cry of ecstasy as he lost the battle for control, releasing his seed into her eager throat.The anticipation had reached its peak, and without hesitation, I surged the rest of the way inside her, setting off
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