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GIVEN TO THE WRONG ALPHA

GIVEN TO THE WRONG ALPHA

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last updateLast Updated : 2026-04-25
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Royal

Second Chance

Pregnant

Alpha

Luna

Hidden Identity

Dark Romance

Fast-Paced Plot

First-Person POV

Wren Holloway was branded and rejected at her Claiming. The Moon Goddess chose her for Prince Caiden. He denied her in front of the court. The High Priestess cut her bond and scarred her shoulder. She watched her sister Lyra become the Luna she was promised to be. The Alpha King gave her one hour. Marry the Butcher or die on the altar. Exile at the border forced her into Alpha Draven Duskbane’s keep. He is Caiden’s uncle. The male who ended the last war by lining his walls with heads. Draven is lethal and precise. But around Wren, instinct overrides hatred. The longer she stays, the harder it gets to see her as anything other than his. Her gray eyes flash silver. The color that killed his parents. The color he vowed to destroy. Her brand hides witch runes. Lyra sold Wren’s firstborn to a marsh witch to steal the crown. The debt still stands. If Wren bears an heir, the witch takes it. If she doesn’t, the curse kills every Duskbane pup for twenty more years. Now she has to choose. Stay weak and let the witch win, or become strong enough to burn down the kingdom that branded her, in a court that was designed to make girls like her disappear.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Branding

Without a second's notice, Leonard Hargrove slammed his foot into my stomach.

I curled up in pain as my broken ribs stabbed into my lungs. Every breath I took carried the metallic taste of blood.

"How dare you talk back to me, you bastard?" he shouted, clutching his bloody ear as he ground his heel down on my knuckles.

Agony shot through me instantly.

"Return my laptop to me, or I swear I'll rip your arm off today!"

I clenched my teeth tightly, adamant not to let out a scream.

Inside the office, the dean, Mr. Jordan Chappel, did nothing to stop Leonard. Instead, he even had someone cover up the surveillance cameras.

"Look at what you've done! You bit Leonard's ear off like a rabid dog just because he wanted to ask you a few questions?"

Sprawled on the concrete floor with my mouth full of bloody foam, I barely managed to force out the words. "He hit me first... and I never stole his laptop!"

"You're lying!" Leonard roared as he ground his heel down harder. The pain left me drenched in a cold sweat.

"You can't even afford to buy yourself a proper meal most of the time! If you didn't steal it, who did? You're just jealous that my family is rich and that I'm better than you in every way. So you wanted to steal my stuff and sell it!"

I was shaking with rage and was about to retort.

But the very next second, Mr. Chappel stepped forward and kicked me hard in the stomach. I gasped sharply from the pain.

"Cut the nonsense! Now hand over what you stole! This is extremely serious misconduct, and your guardians must be notified!"

A crowd of curious students had already gathered at the entrance of the disciplinary office, exchanging comments among themselves.

"I heard his parents are dead, so he was raised by a few old fishermen on an island."

"No wonder he's so light-fingered. It must be his poor upbringing. Now that he's messed with Leonard, he's done for."

The moment I heard that my guardians were going to be contacted, I was consumed by terror.
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I love this book. Highly recommended.
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17 Chapters
Chapter 1: The Branding
The branding iron hit my shoulder before I finished screaming the Moon Goddess’s name.Flesh sizzled. The smell of my own burning skin filled my nose. The entire Royal Court of Duskbane watched in silence.“Hold her down,” Prince Caiden said. His voice was bored. He didn’t look at me. He watched my sister Lyra like I was a stain on his boot.Lyra stood beside the obsidian throne in a silver gown that cost more than my village earned in a year. Her hands were clasped at her chest. Her gray eyes were wide and wet like she was the victim.Two royal guards pinned my arms to the stone altar. The High Priestess pressed the iron deeper into my flesh. The sigil of “Unmated” branded me as packless. Worthless. The mark they give omegas who commit treason.I hadn’t committed treason.Five minutes ago I knelt on this same altar because the Moon Goddess spoke. Her voice came from inside my ribs. It filled the temple, filled the mountain: “Wren Holloway, Omega of the Hollow Pack. You are the fated
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Chapter 2: The Witch’s Receipt
“What will she tell me?” Draven’s voice didn’t rise. It didn’t need to.The temple doors were open behind us. Snow blew in. Lyra’s face went gray.“The witch,” she stammered. “I mean, nothing. I meant—”“Lyra,” Caiden hissed. Too late.Draven let go of my elbow. He walked back into the temple. Slow. Every step was a countdown.He stopped in front of Lyra. She was still by the throne. Still in silver. Still shaking.“Speak,” he said.“I misspoke,” Lyra said. Her voice trembled. “The branding. The pain. I’m not well.”Draven tilted his head. He looked at Elder Moira. “High Priestess. Did the Hollow Pack make a deal with a witch?”Elder Moira’s mouth opened. Closed. “Alpha Draven, I—”“The brand,” Draven said, pointing at me without looking. “It’s not standard Unmated. It’s blocked. Something is carved under it. Witch runes.”What?I twisted to look at my shoulder. The cloak covered it. The brand still burned.Caiden found his voice. “Uncle, you’re seeing things. There’s no—”Draven move
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Chapter 3: The Marsh Debt
The marsh stank of rot and copper.Draven set me down behind a dead tree. “Stay. Don’t breathe loud.”I could walk now. The leash was gone. I still felt hollow. “I’m coming.”“No,” he said. “Witches smell omega. You’re bait I’m not using.”“You called me your mate,” I said. “Mates don’t get left behind trees.”His eyes cut to me. “Mates who can’t fight get killed. Can you fight?”I thought of scrubbing floors. Dodging kicks. “No.”“Then stay.” He pulled a blade from his spine. Long. Black. “If I’m not back by moonrise, run south. My second will find you.”He left. No sound.I counted to ten. Then I followed.The marsh was fog and black water. Trees grew sideways. I heard chanting.I found them in a clearing. Caiden. Lyra. And her.The witch.She wasn’t old. She was young. Beautiful. Bald. Symbols carved into her scalp. She stood in a circle of bones.“—the bloodline heir,” Lyra was saying. “That was the deal. You remove Wren, I get Caiden, and you get the firstborn.”“You failed,” the
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Chapter 4: Train the Weak
Draven’s fortress wasn’t stone. It was mountain.He set me in a room with no windows. “Safe room. Witches can’t scry stone this deep.”He left. Came back with clothes. Leather. Knives. “Dress. Meet me in the yard.”I changed. The leather fit. Too well.The yard was dirt and blood and snow. His men watched.“Hit me,” Draven said.“I can’t—”He moved. I was on my back. Dirt in my mouth.“Again,” he said.Five days. He knocked me down five hundred times.Day one I cried. He said, “Tears are water. Wolves drown in water. Stand.”Day two I blocked once. He nodded. “Again.”Day three I cut him. Small. Forearm. He looked at the blood. Looked at me. “Finally.”Day four I asked about the curse.He made me run while he talked. “Bloodline curse kills pups. Started twenty years ago. After your mother died.”My mother. Hollow Pack omega. Died birthing me.“Witches don’t curse for free,” he said. “Someone paid. Twenty years ago. Your birth triggered it.”“Who?” I gasped.“Running,” he said. “Not ta
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Chapter 5: The Double Curse
The pups cried for three days.All over the territories, dead pups took first breaths. Healed. The healers called it miracle. The Alphas called it threat.Because if an omega could break a twenty-year curse, what else could she break?The answer came on day four.I woke bleeding. Not my palm. Lower.Draven was awake instantly. “Wren?”“Pain,” I said. “Inside.”He ripped the furs back. Blood. Too much.He roared for the healer.She ran in. Old. Wise. She looked. Went white. “The witch was right. Double curse. The firstborn takes the mother.”“I’m not pregnant,” I said. Panic.“You are now,” she said. “One day. The Goddess works fast when a bloodline is at stake.”Draven put his hand on my stomach. “No.”“The curse activates at conception,” the healer said. “To stop the Duskbane line from continuing. You broke the pup curse. She laid a mother curse. You birth the heir, you die with it.”I grabbed Draven’s hand. “Get it out.”“No,” he said. “There’s another way.”“What?”“We kill the wit
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Chapter 6: The Name She Refused
The witch’s sister laughs, blood dripping from the cracked altar stone. The whole Summit watches my belly like it’s a death sentence. Draven’s hand locks around my wrist, his claws digging in to hold me upright because my knees want to give out. “Double curse,” the witch’s sister says. “One takes the babe, one takes the mother. Your uncle knows.”The crowd gasps, two hundred Alphas heard every word. Every one of them smells my fear now.I taste copper, I bit my tongue when she said pregnant. I didn’t know, we only bonded three days ago.Caiden steps forward from the circle, his face white. “Lies,” he spits. “She’s not bred, the Goddess would not give a bastard to that bloodline.”Draven moves, one second he’s beside me, the next his hand is around Caiden’s throat with no growl or warning. The crowd flinches back, stone cracks under Draven’s boot. “She is not yours to question,” Draven says, his voice ice. “She is not yours to name.”The witch’s sister claps, slow and mocking. “Oh,
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Chapter 7: The Name Under the Mountain
“My name,” I say, the words leave my mouth before I can stop them. The Summit doesn’t breathe. The boy’s silver eyes lock on mine. “Then run,” he says. Dusk hits, the sun dies behind the peaks, and the mountain groans. A crack splits the rock above the Summit field, black air bleeding out. Draven roars “Wren,” but I’m already moving. I run, stone cuts my bare feet, the path burns cold. The boy is faster, his chains don’t slow him as he leads me up the broken steps. “I didn’t say yes,” I snap. “I didn’t give my name.” “You will,” he says, “or they die.” The mountain splits open, not a door but a wound. Black air pours out, thick with old blood and older magic, iron and rot and roses. Draven crashes through the trees below. “Wren, don’t you dare.” I look down. Two hundred Alphas watch, Caiden on his knees, the High Priestess pale, the dead witch’s body still smoking. I look up. The mountain waits. I step inside, and darkness swallows me whole. The gate slams shut, cutting Dr
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Chapter 8: Blood and War
The feral hits me first. Not with teeth, with words. “Wren Holloway,” it says again, voice like broken glass, and the name burns my ears because only the dead witch knew I almost gave it away. Draven slams into it, claws tearing through too many eyes. Black blood sprays, and the thing screams, but not in pain. It laughs. “More,” it hisses. “More for the Hollow Queen.” Hollow Queen. My blood goes cold. The tree line breaks. Ferals pour out, hundreds, wrong shapes, bone spurs, split jaws, skin hanging loose. They don’t move like wolves. They move like puppets with cut strings. Caiden shouts orders, and the remaining Alphas form a line. “Protect the Luna,” he says, and I hate that I’m grateful. Draven shifts fully, massive black wolf, gold eyes blazing. He takes three ferals down before they touch me, but for every one he kills, two more climb over the bodies. I grip the ritual knife. It’s still wet with witch blood, and the blade hums. “Wren, get back,” Draven snarls through th
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Chapter 9: The Call
“Kill the Luna,” Harlow says. The rifles rise. Draven moves before I breathe, slamming into me, taking us both to the dirt. Bullets rip the air where my head was. “Duskbane,” Harlow shouts. “Stand down or she dies.” Draven’s body covers mine, his claws in the earth, growling. “You agreed to terms,” he snarls. “Terms changed,” Harlow says. “New intel. She’s not just Luna, she’s the Hollow Queen. The witch’s heir. We don’t negotiate with blood magic.” Blood magic. Someone told him that name. I twist under Draven, looking at the phone in Harlow’s hand. “Who called you,” I ask. Harlow doesn’t answer. He nods, and his men advance. Caiden steps between us and the rifles. “You shoot her, you start a war you can’t win,” he says. “Funny,” Harlow says. “That’s what your father said twenty years ago, right before he sold his daughter.” My father. Dead three years. Draven goes still. “Say that again.” “Gerald Holloway,” Harlow says. “He’s the one who called, said his daughter was com
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Chapter 10: Hollow Queen
The knife shatters. Light explodes from my palm, white and cold, and the forest screams. Witch blood, feral blood, Hollow blood, all of it burns through me. Draven’s on the ground, convulsing. His skin splits with black veins, the same ones the ferals had. “Draven,” I drop beside him, my hands smoking. “Draven, look at me.” His eyes snap open. Gold, then black, then silver. Not his color. “Hollow Queen,” he says, and it’s not his voice. It’s my father’s. I recoil. “Get out of him.” Caiden coughs blood beside us. He’s still breathing, barely. The bullet missed his heart, but not by much. “Wren,” he chokes. “Knife, it’s, key.” The shards float around my hand, reassembling. Not a knife anymore. A crown. Bone, silver thread, black stone. The ferals’ howl hits the ridge like a wave. “Hollow Queen rises. Hollow King falls. Blood for blood.” They’re coming. Hundreds. The human soldiers see them, panic, open fire. “Stop,” I shout, but no one listens. Then the crown touches my head
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