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Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-05MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Into the shadows
Chapter 21: Into the ShadowsAMARA,The cold air wrapped around me like a shroud as I stood frozen, the echo of the flatline still ringing in my ears. My mother’s death—it was as if the world itself had taken a breath and held it, waiting for the next tragedy to unfold. Her lifeless body lay in the sterile white room, the machines silent now, their once steady beeps fading into an eternal void. I could still feel her presence, though—an absence so profound that it gnawed at the very core of my being. But there was no time to mourn. Not now. Not when the shadows were creeping closer.I turned slowly, my body moving on autopilot, the numbness of grief attempting to take hold. The figure I had glimpsed in the hallway was no longer there. It had melted into the darkness, as if it had never existed. But I knew better. Something—someone—was out there. Watching. Waiting.The soft hum of hospital machinery became an oppressive silence around me, suffocating. My wolf, ever-alert, paced nervous
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-05MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Prophecy
Chapter 22: The ProphecyAMARA,The wind howled around us, pushing against my back as if urging me to confront the inevitable, to face whatever Derek had to say. The tension in the air was thick, the kind that promised danger and uncertainty, and for a moment, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to fight or flee.The rooftop was empty, save for us, the night wrapping around us like a cloak. I could feel the weight of the city below, the pulse of it reverberating through the soles of my boots. But here, in this place, there was nothing but Derek’s cold, unwavering gaze and the unsettling silence between us.Derek’s presence had always been one that demanded attention, but tonight, it felt different. There was a strange urgency to the way he stood, a certain recklessness in the air that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end."You’ve always been so sure of yourself, Amara," Derek’s voice broke the stillness, low and taunting. It was the same voice that had once been a source of te
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-05MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The long awaited.
Chapter 23: The long awaited XANDER, The severed head in my hands felt heavier than it looked. The blood had dried into a grim, rusty hue, the lifeless eyes staring up at me in silent accusation. It was a trophy, yes, but it also symbolized the cost of everything I had sacrificed. What should have been a victory now felt like a burden, an anchor dragging me deeper into a game I could barely comprehend. The taste of triumph was bitter, tainted by the price I had paid to get here. It was as though I had made a pact with darkness itself, and now the shadow of that deal loomed over me. I pushed open the heavy oak doors of my grandmother Susanne’s chambers, the brass handle cold beneath my fingers. The echoes of my boots clacked against the cold stone floors, a rhythm that felt oddly like a countdown, the ticking clock of my fate catching up to me. The room was warm with the glow of a crackling fire, its dancing light casting long shadows on the walls. In the center of the room, Susanne
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Chapter 24: The Confrontation XANDER, The day of the wedding preparations passed in a haze of frantic activity, yet nothing could mask the unease festering in the pit of my stomach. The grandiosity of the event—a coronation in disguise—felt almost mocking, as though the world itself was putting on a show, pretending that this union was something to celebrate. But it wasn’t. Not for me, not for Amara, and certainly not for the future of this pack. My heart pounded with a sense of impending doom, like the beating of a drum that heralded disaster. Everywhere I looked, servants hurried about, placing flower arrangements, adjusting the heavy tapestries, and preparing for a ceremony that felt more like a performance than a meaningful bond. The chatter, the rustle of silk, and the clinking of crystal all blended into a cacophony that seemed to drown out my thoughts. The wedding, the coronation, my ascension—they would all happen within hours, and the world would applaud. Yet all I could
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-05MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Mourning the dead
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Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-09MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Wolves in the Garden
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Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-10MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR She is mine
Chapter 27: She Is mineAmara,The silver gown clung to my skin like a second soul—stitched in sacred moon-thread, blessed by the High Priestess herself, and dyed with the blood of a sacrificial wolf whose name had long been struck from our records. Not even whispers dared resurrect it.Its weight was unbearable, a constant reminder of the ancient rituals and heavy expectations I was about to fulfill. And yet I wore it proudly. Because weakness had no place in the eyes of the Crescent Moon Pack—not in our traditions, not in our future, and certainly not in our leaders. Especially not in me.The ceremonial chamber loomed ahead like a cavern of judgment. The scent of history and power bled from every stone: myrrh and dried bloodroot, incense and shadow, and the musky heat of wolves who had spent too long trapped in their human skins. High above, runes were carved into the arched ceiling, pulsing faintly with dormant magic. The flames from iron braziers flickered, throwing long, dancing
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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
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