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A deal for vengeance
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MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Sealed and signed
Chapter 0004: SEALED AND SIGNED AMARA I should have felt victorious. After all, I had just forced Xander Sinclair—one of the most ruthless Alphas of our generation—into an agreement that played right into my hands. I had seized control, flipped the power dynamic, and ensured my revenge was set in motion. But as I walked home from the underground fight, my knuckles raw, my ribs aching with every breath, and my mind still spinning from what I had just done, a quiet dread settled in my chest. Xander Sinclair never made deals without expecting something in return. And whatever he wanted from me, I knew it wouldn’t come without consequences. But I didn’t care. Revenge was all that mattered now. My mother’s health, too. I pushed open the door to my tiny apartment, kicking it shut behind me. It was a far cry from the warrior quarters I once held in my pack. The cracked walls, the persistent chill in the air, the faint scent of damp wood—this was my reality now. A stark contrast to the
Last Updated : 2025-02-21MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Marked for war
Chapter 5: Marked for War XANDER The message from Derek amused me. It wasn’t surprising—he was predictable that way. But the sheer irony of it was too good to ignore. He’d rejected Amara in front of the entire pack, cast her aside as if she were nothing, and now he wanted her back? Not because he cared. Because he couldn’t stand the thought of me having her. Too bad. I leaned against the cracked wooden frame of the dingy apartment, my heightened senses picking up the steady rhythm of Amara’s heartbeat. It was calm—too calm. But beneath the surface, I could scent the subtle spike of her fury, like the burn of lightning just before it strikes. Her golden eyes flicked between my face and the glowing text on my phone, pupils narrowing. The muscles in her jaw clenched, and a quiet growl rumbled in her throat. She thought she had time. Thought she could stay hidden a little longer. She was wrong. "You reek of his scent," I muttered, wrinkling my nose. Even now, after year
Last Updated : 2025-03-28MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Bound by the Alpha vow
CHAPTER 6: Bound by the Alpha vowAMARA,The night air was crisp, laced with the scent of pine and distant rain. The wind carried the eerie howls of wolves—wolves that weren’t ours. Their voices rose in a ghostly chorus, a haunting melody of the wild. My wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin, instincts flaring in warning.We weren’t alone out here.I tightened my grip on the strap of my bag, my muscles coiled with tension. Every step away from that apartment, from the life I had barely managed to piece together, felt like stepping deeper into unknown territory. But hesitation was a luxury I couldn’t afford.Xander walked beside me, silent and predatory. His movements were smooth, effortless—like he was one with the darkness itself. I had known Alphas before. I had been promised to one. But Xander… he was something different.He wasn’t just a leader. He was a storm waiting to break.The black sheep of the Sinclair family. I had heard the whispers. When I was preparing for my mating cer
Last Updated : 2025-03-28MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Alpha claim
CHAPTER 7: The Alpha’s Claim AMARA The grand hall was suffocating_ Not because of its size—it was vast, with towering marble pillars and high-arched ceilings designed to command reverence. Not even because of the dozens of wolves gathered, their bodies tense, their eyes darting between Xander and Derek, caught in the crossfire of two dominant forces. No, it was suffocating because the air was heavy with old betrayals, unspoken words, and the weight of a past I had no desire to reclaim. The scent of dominance and rage clashed in the space, turning the hall into an invisible battlefield where no one dared to make the first move. Derek’s piercing blue eyes burned into me, his wolf pushing against the surface. Searching. Desperate. He was looking for something—some crack in my resolve, a glimpse of regret, hesitation… love. But I felt nothing. If he thought his presence still held power over me, he was mistaken. If he believed that I was still the same girl he had abandoned, he was
Last Updated : 2025-03-29MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Shadows of the Past
Chapter 8: Shadows of the PastAMARAThe night air was thick with tension, a cloying, suffocating thing that pressed against my skin like an omen. The echoes of Derek’s departure still clung to the grand hall, a spectral presence lingering in the heavy silence. But his rage wasn’t the only thing that remained.Something else stirred in the air—something old, something tainted.My wolf sensed it first, a ripple of unease beneath my skin. It was a scent beyond anger or resentment, beyond grudges and pack politics. It was wrong. A decay that didn't belong, the scent of rot buried beneath fresh earth.And it wasn’t just in the air.It was in the walls, in the candlelit corridors of the Crescent Moon Pack’s estate, in the hush that fell as Xander led me through the winding halls. It was in the paintings of past Alphas that lined the passageway—silent watchers, their golden eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. A trick of the flickering flames, or something more?The hair at the nape of my
Last Updated : 2025-03-30MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Hunt begins
Chapter 9: The Hunt Begins AMARA The silence between us stretched, thick and suffocating, brimming with the weight of unspoken truths. Xander’s hand still lingered near my jaw, his touch feather-light yet unyielding, as if he could tether me here with will alone. His presence was a force, an unrelenting current pulling me toward something I wasn’t sure I wanted to face. I stepped back, needing space. Needing control. "Enough with the riddles," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. "If Derek doesn’t want me dead, then what does he want?" Xander didn’t answer right away. His fingers raked through his dark hair, his usual arrogance dimming beneath something heavier. The flickering light overhead cast sharp shadows on his face, emphasizing the tension carved into his expression. "Not here," he muttered. A fresh wave of unease crawled up my spine. "What?" I asked him. His gaze flicked toward the door, then to the windows, as if unseen eyes lurked just beyond the edges of the roo
Last Updated : 2025-03-31MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Missing
Chapter 10: Missing XANDER Pain. A dull, relentless throbbing, like a war drum pounding inside my skull. It pulsed in tandem with my heartbeat, each wave crashing against the inside of my head, making my vision blur for a second too long. The world around me felt sluggish, movements distorted, as if I were trapped underwater, drowning in the aftermath of last night. The underground hall still reeked of sweat, liquor, and smoke—a suffocating mix that clung to the walls, the floors, and the bodies strewn across tattered couches and sticky tables. The remnants of last night’s chaos still lingered in the air, ghosts of music and voices whispering in the corners of my mind. I barely remembered how it had started. Only that Amara had been furious. The image of her burned in my mind, her dark eyes flashing with anger, lips pressed into a thin, unyielding line. She had been radiating frustration, her hands clenched into tight fists as she spat words at me—sharp, accusing, laced with so
Last Updated : 2025-04-01MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR A debt in blood
Chapter 11: A Debt in BloodPain pulsed through my skull, dragging me slowly back to consciousness. My head felt like it was wrapped in fog, each thought sluggish and disjointed. My body—limp and heavy, like something had drained all life from it—lay uncomfortably on cold, unforgiving stone. A damp, stagnant air filled the room, the pungent scent of mildew mixing with something metallic, like blood, so thick I could almost taste it.Blood.My breath hitched. No. I couldn’t be. I was not in my apartment anymore. This place, wherever it was, was far from anything familiar. Every instinct screamed at me to wake up, to get the hell out, but I couldn’t move. I struggled, feeling the sharp bite of rope against my wrists, my hands bound behind my back, my ankles tied with something rough and unyielding.I wasn’t just trapped.I was captured.My heart beat faster, panic clawing its way up my chest, but I fought to stay still, to remain aware of my surroundings. The darkness clung to the room
Last Updated : 2025-04-02
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MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Fire Beneath the Crown
Chapter 50: The Fire Beneath the CrownAmara,The council chamber reeked of old smoke and older blood. It clung to the stone walls like a ghost of wars long past. A wide circle of jagged granite surrounded the sunken pit in the center—a relic from the days when Alphas fought with claw and fang beneath the moonlight, when titles were earned not by politics but by combat.Now, that pit bore no fresh blood. Only words were flung here, but make no mistake—the wounds cut just as deep.I stood alone on the upper platform, spine straight, shoulders squared, hands relaxed at my sides. Not clenched. Not trembling. Not submissive.Not afraid.They hadn’t expected me to come. I saw it in their eyes, felt it in the uneasy glances cast between their robes. They expected I would cower behind Xander’s title, let him speak for me, hide in the shadow of his power like some fragile decoration unworthy of the crown.They thought the Luna was still that broken girl—rejected, cast out, crawling through th
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Weight of want
Chapter 48Amara – The Weight of WantThe moonlight poured through the high windows like a silent witness, casting ghostly patterns across the stone floor of the Luna’s chamber. Shadows shifted, long and reaching, echoing the unrest in my soul. The fire in the hearth remained unlit. I didn’t need it tonight. The cold had become a strange sort of comfort—a punishment, maybe. Or a reminder that the warmth I truly craved wasn’t something flames could offer.It came from him.From Xander.I stood at the window, fingers curled around the heavy velvet curtain, staring down at the empty training grounds. Hours ago, they were filled with the sounds of battle cries, steel meeting steel, the dull thud of fists against flesh. Now, silence reigned. But I still saw him there, moving like the storm that carved mountains, like a beast born from fury and discipline. Relentless. Unyielding. Terrifyingly beautiful.Alpha.And, by every contract inked in blood and ambition—mine.A chill crept through th
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Win
Chapter 47: The WinXANDERI waited in the far corner of the war room, where shadows stretched long beneath the ancient beams and the air still smelled of iron and ash. The others had long since left—Elders, warriors, advisors—all filing out after the meeting concluded. Now it was just me, the dying fire, and the heavy silence that seemed to press against my spine like a blade.I didn’t sit. I couldn't. My muscles were too tight, too wired. The wolf inside me stirred, restless, agitated by the storm I knew was coming.The creak of the door behind me sliced through the silence.I didn’t need to turn. I knew who it was.Derek.His scent reached me before his footsteps did—bitter, tense, tinged with the unmistakable undertone of regret. A scent I never thought I’d associate with my brother. He was the golden heir, the chosen one. Regret didn’t fit him—until now.He didn’t speak as he stepped fully into the room. The click of the door shutting echoed like a warning.Still, I didn’t look a
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Defeat
Chapter 47: The DefeatDEREKThe weight of defeat was heavier than any wound I'd ever taken in battle—and the battlefield had never been kind to me. Scars ran across my skin like old stories, but none of them hurt like this.I paced the length of my room, each step landing hard on the cold marble floor. The space felt smaller than usual, suffocating, as if the walls themselves were ashamed to witness my humiliation. Every breath I took came out sharp, heavy, like I was choking on the air that had once belonged to a victor. My fists opened and closed at my sides, aching for release—anything to take the edge off the frustration building beneath my skin like wildfire.But nothing helped. Nothing could fix what had happened out there. Nothing could undo the moment I looked into her eyes and knew—I’d lost.Amara.The woman fate gave me and I turned away.My fated mate.My mistake.My downfall.She hadn’t just bested me in combat. She’d dismantled the very image I’d spent years building: D
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The taste of victory
Chapter 46: The Taste of VictoryAmara – Crescent Moon Pack, Hall of TriumphThe echo of the crowd still thundered in my ears long after I stepped out of the arena. The stone walls of the Hall of Triumph caught and amplified the remnants of their cheers, twisting them into something almost sacred. I walked with purpose, my chin held high, the dust of the battlefield still clinging to my skin. Every step felt like a reclamation of power—my power. And for the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel like a survivor.I felt like a victor.I had faced the council. I had faced Derek. I had faced the ghosts of every moment I had been silenced, doubted, belittled—and I had conquered them. The weight of centuries of tradition hadn’t crushed me. I had broken it beneath my feet.Xander was at my side, his gaze proud and unwavering. He hadn’t said much since we left the arena, but his silence spoke volumes. His presence alone was grounding. The way he looked at me—it wasn’t just admiration. It w
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Plot Continues
Chapter 44:The Plot ContinuesLuna Susanne,The flicker of torchlight cast long shadows across the cold stone walls of the Council chamber as I made my way toward the exit. My footsteps echoed in the otherwise quiet hall, the sound reminding me of how alone I truly was in this. Alone, but not powerless.The Council was still buzzing in the aftermath of the challenge. Amara had won, but it hadn’t been a fair fight. It hadn’t been a fight at all. She had used her cunning, her manipulation, to bend the rules in her favor. And now, she was basking in her hollow victory, thinking she had secured her place at the top. She couldn’t be more wrong.Outside, the moon hung high, casting its pale glow over the land. The night felt strangely quiet, as if the pack itself was holding its breath. I could almost feel Amara’s presence from here, the pull of her ill-gotten power—but it didn’t intimidate me. In fact, the longer I thought about it, the more her rise felt like the beginning of the end, a p
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Plot to take over
Chapter 44: Plot to Take overLuna Sunnane – Crescent Moon Pack, Council ChamberThe room was cold, the shadows stretching longer as the sun dipped below the horizon. The large oak table at the center of the council chamber was darkened with the weight of the decisions that had been made within its walls. The tension in the air was thick, like the scent of blood after a battle. I leaned against the stone wall, my arms crossed over my chest, glaring at the scene before me. The voices of the elders, once full of reverence and power, now felt like an incessant hum in my ears.Amara had done it. She had won. And it had been a disaster. A complete mockery of everything we’d worked for, everything we’d sacrificed to keep the pack under control. She had no right. No rightful place. She was nothing but a rogue with a death wish, and yet the pack had let her seize the one thing that had always been ours—power.The Council had spoken, but they had been weak. They had caved under the pressure of
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Reign of Ashes
Chapter 42: Reign of Ashes Xander, The clash of steel against steel echoed through the arena, reverberating against the stone walls, each strike a testament to the raw fury that both Amara and Derek poured into the battle. The arena had become their battleground, the place where destinies were rewritten, and every movement mattered. The air was thick with tension, crackling with the force of their struggle, as the crowd held its collective breath, waiting for the inevitable conclusion. Amara moved with an effortless grace, her body flowing like liquid as she evaded Derek’s strikes. Every movement was a calculated maneuver, every step a part of a larger strategy. Her eyes never left Derek’s, a fire burning behind them that spoke of her unwavering determination. She wasn’t just fighting for her life—she was fighting for something far greater, something more intangible but no less vital. She was fighting for her freedom. Derek, for all his arrogance, was not a fool. He knew what was
