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The Raventhorne pack was known for being one of the wealthiest packs in the world, but nothing about the pack’s beauty and grand elegance was in anyway welcoming. There wasn’t one familiar face amongst the pack members, and unlike it had been in my pack, no one stopped to stare, I might as well have been invisible. The car came to a stop, and I let myself out, rounding to take my things from the booth, only to find it empty.I returned to the driver, who if I may add had been awfully quiet throughout the whole ride.“Uhm, where are my things?”“You won’t be needing them.”“What?”“Alpha orders.”“I don’t care what the Alpha says. We’ll go back to wherever you dumped my thing and pick them up—”My words were cut off when he started the car, whined up the tinted glass and drove off without another word.“Fuck you!” I hissed at the driver.I was barely minutes in and I couldn’t even see how I was supposed to survive living here.I turned towards the pack house. It was huge. Bigger than
“You cannot let him take her; she is our daughter—you have to do something!” My mother pleaded, to Ruben, my father.I could see the conflict in his eyes, the regret. He’d advised me to stay here, right in my mother’s chambers, but we’d all believed that the Alpha wouldn’t accept me, we’d all believe that I wouldn’t make the cut. We were all very wrong.Now I sat here, replaying the conversation I had with the Mad Alpha, over and again. Had he misunderstood me? or did he see right through my lie?“She is his fated mate, Sarah. I cannot stop him from claiming his mate, it’s forbidden and you know it.”“You are the beta!”“Fighting this would mean going against the moon goddess herself! No one is that stupid.”“So, we’re just going to let this happen?”“We have no choice.”“There’s always a choice.”“No. Sometimes, there isn’t. Do you think I wouldn’t do anything in my power to make sure this doesn’t happen? She is my daughter for goodness’ sake, but there’s not a thing I can do to stop
I sat on the bare ground in one of the pack’s store rooms, trying to calm myself down, but nothing was working. My heart pounded in my chest so hard; breathing was almost impossible.But then the I recalled the conversation I’d earlier had with my parents. The Mad Alpha will never accept an infertile mate, and so he’ll reject me just as he did with his other mate, only this time, he’d have a good reason to.A hysterical laugh escaped my lips. Never in a million years would I even imagine that I’d one day be happy to be labelled an infertile.I stepped out of the room I’d locked myself in, only to walk right into my mother who had been just about to knock.“I won’t let it happen.” She assured me, wiping the tears in my eyes, “He’ll never lay his hands on you—ever.”“That’s hardly your choice to make.” Said a voice from the other side of the hallway.It was him. He was here.My mother threw herself in front of me, blocking his view of me.“Mom, it’s fine.” I said and her gaze snapped to
“He rejected his own mate and now he wants a wife? That makes no sense at all.”It was every werewolf’s dream to find their fated mates, but it was common knowledge that that was a rare occurrence. Many of us eventually settle to the reality that our ‘fated mates’ might be somewhere at the other end of the world, or even yet to be born and thus, we move on to get married the traditional way. Others though, take a bit longer to catch up with that reality. But the Mad Alpha had found his fated mate and he’d rejected her. He’d thrown away the very thing many hoped and prayed for like it meant nothing.“It’s clear the only motive behind his decision is to humiliate us. I’m sure there are abundant of young ladies at the Raventhorne’s pack he could pick from.” I couldn’t help but agree with my father. It was all a part of the power play. Now though, I could understand why my mother hadn’t looked overly excited to see me, it wasn’t because she was embarrassed by my presence, it was becaus
I never thought I’d be returning back here. The Riverdale pack had been my home, that was before I got married to Ray.Now, as I walked into the pack house, members watched me with pity, some with scorn, all those gazes had once been filled with nothing but adoration.Ray was right, no one would ever identify with the loser, not even if she was the Beta’s daughter.It was fine though, anything would be better than the life I’d endured back at the Moonrise pack. At least, here I had my parents.Right on cue, I spotted my mother. “Katie?”“Mom.” I sobbed, unable to contain my joy as I ran into her arms. She didn’t hug me back.“Let’s talk somewhere more… private.” She said, quickly tugging me along.She led me into her quarters and shut the door behind us.I watched her run her hands into her hair, multiple times, before her gaze finally settled on me.“Why have you come here?”“I don’t understand—this is my home.”“I know, it’s just… we weren’t expecting you.”“Ray and I got a divorce
Fool me once, shame on you.Fool me twice, shame on me.But there won’t be a third.I stared at the envelope in my hand — crisp, thin, almost weightless. How strange that something so light could hold the ruin of a marriage. Inside were the papers that would finally set me free.It had been seven days since the rooftop. Seven days since I’d stood frozen in the doorway, watching my husband with another woman. Seven days of sleepless nights, of pretending not to care while the truth clawed through my chest like a feral beast.I’d always thought betrayal would come with fire — shouting, broken glass, tears — but it hadn’t. It came with silence. A silence so sharp it could carve through bone.Every day since, Ray came home like nothing had changed. He still smiled, still kissed my forehead, still called me Katie in that soft, guilty voice. I played along. I cooked. I cleaned. I smiled. Yesterday, he brought flowers — white lilies. My favorite.I waited until he was gone before I burned th








