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CHAPTER ONE: My Mother Married the Alpha Who Hated Me
Kiara’s POV I was seventeen when my mother married a man who hated me . Alpha Liam could barely stand the sight of me. The wedding was held in the pack’s largest hall . It was big enough to contain the whole pack members and a few other guests from the neighboring pack . The pack hall was filled with wolves dressed in black and silver. Their voices were low, sharp and full of judgment. I could feel their eyes on my back as I stood beside my mother, wishing I could disappear into the stone floor. At the front of the hall stood Alpha Liam . He is a very tall man, about six feet four inches , his broad shoulders combined with his perfectly sculptured body made him very attractive , being muscular and having a very handsome face made him the most handsome alpha on earth. How did I know this ? Well he is always the topic of discussion in the pack . The female wolves here have a crush on him . He is very terrifying even without saying a single word. His dark eyes were cold, his face was always blank and emotionless . This was the man my mother was about to marry. She was marrying him not for love, not for her happiness. But because fate never gave him what he wanted.That is his mate . After waiting for a long time for his mate . Alpha Liam finally gave up on finding his mate . The moon goddess seems to have abandoned him. Alpha Liam had sought out many solutions to his situation but none of them seemed to work . He had visited different female priestesses from different packs in order to find out who his mate was . But they all lead to one answer “ when the time is right you will meet your mate “ after waiting for decades he decided to give up the idea of having a mate . My mother leaned toward me and whispered, “Kiara, stand properly.” “I am,” I said quietly. She sighed. “Please behave yourself today .” I didn’t answer. My eyes stayed on Alpha Liam. He hadn’t looked at me once since we arrived. Not even by accident. It was as if I didn’t exist. Good, I told myself. Let it stay that way. The elder stepped forward, hitting his staff against the ground. The sound echoed through the hall, silencing everyone. “Today,” the elder said, “we mark the union of Alpha Liam Rider and Maggie Spencer .” A wave of whispers moved through the crowd. Everyone knew Alpha Liam’s story. He had searched for his mate for many years. He waited through full moons, battles, and seasons. But his mate never appeared. Some said she was dead. Others said she was never meant to exist. Without a Luna, the pack suffered. Other packs questioned his strength. Alliances grew weak. So he chose a Luna instead. My mother. “For years,” the elder continued, “our Alpha waited for fate. When fate failed him, duty stepped in.” Alpha Liam’s jaw tightened. His hands curled into fists at his sides. But I couldn’t help but notice how light hits his jaw making his sharp jaw more defined. His presence made the room felt smaller. “Do you accept this bond?” the elder asked my mother. “To serve as Luna and stand beside the Alpha?” My mother hesitated. I felt it. I saw it in her eyes. “I accept,” she said. The elder turned to Alpha Liam. “Do you accept Maggie Spencer as your Luna, chosen not by fate, but by need?” “I accept,” Alpha Liam said. His voice was flat. Empty. No kiss followed. No smile. Just a binding of hands and forced cheers from the pack. When it was over, my mother turned toward her new husband. “Thank you,” she said softly. “For allowing us into your pack.” “You are here because you are useful,” Alpha Liam replied. His eyes shifted to me. “And she,” he said coldly, “is not.” My chest tightened. My mother stiffened. “Kiara is my daughter.” “I am aware,” he said. “And she will follow the rules of this house. She will not embarrass me. She will not cause trouble. And she will stay out of my way.” I opened my mouth. “I ..” “Enough,” he snapped, finally looking directly at me. The hatred in his eyes was clear, not full of anger, not full of irritation but pure Disgust. “You are a reminder,” he said. “Nothing more.” A few wolves nearby lowered their heads, pretending not to hear. I swallowed hard. “Yes, Alpha.” Something dark flashed in his eyes, as if my obedience annoyed him even more. “Good,” he said. “Because I have no interest in you.” He turned away like I was already forgotten. Later, in the pack house, my mother unpacked our things while I stood near the door. “He hates me,” I said quietly. She didn’t deny it. “He doesn’t want reminders of a life he didn’t choose,” she said. “And you are one.” “That’s not fair.” “No,” she agreed softly. “But this is the world we live in.” I stared at the massive pack house that would now be my prison. I didn’t know then that the man who despised me was tied to my fate. I only knew one thing. Alpha Liam looked at me like I was a mistake. And mistakes were never allowed to stay for long.CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN: The Edge of DarknessKaira’s POVI closed my eyes, bracing for the tearing pain of fangs sinking into my throat. But the impact never came.A deafening, savage roar tore through the clearing, followed by the wet, heavy sound of two massive bodies colliding in mid-air. I opened my eyes to see a flash of silver-gray fur slam into the scarred rogue, throwing him off his trajectory and sending both wolves crashing into the dirt in a chaotic, snarling tangle.It was Ava.She had shifted into her lean, silver-gray beta wolf, her jaws clamped tightly around the rogue's throat as she fought with a desperate, frantic ferocity. She must have followed my scent trail when I fled the pack house.But Ava was a healer, not an elite warrior, and she was outnumbered.The other two feral rogues recovered from their shock instantly. With vicious, coordinated snaps, they descended upon her. The largest brute tore at her hind leg, while the third clamped his yellow fangs into her shou
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX: The Boundary of ShadowsKaira’s POVThe cold wind of the deep woods cut through my thin clothes like a thousand tiny scalpels, but I welcome the pain. It was a distraction from the agonizing, tearing sensation in my chest. The mate bond was screaming, a high-pitched spiritual alarm that vibrated through my soul as the physical distance between Liam and me widened. Every mile I ran felt like a physical thread of my heart being pulled taut, fraying, and snapping.How could he?The question circled my mind in a relentless, punishing loop. He had held me. He had looked into my eyes while buried deep inside me and sworn he would protect what was his. And then, at the very first sign of a storm, he had signed my exile to protect his precious throne. He was a coward. A king of dirt.My vision blurred with hot, angry tears as I sprinted blindly through the dense undergrowth, bypassing the familiar paths of the Golden Pack. I didn't care where I went. I only knew I had to cr
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE: The Ash of PromisesKaira’s POVThe warmth of the moonstone grove had faded into a damp, clinging chill by the time we returned to the pack house. I had walked back with my head held high, my hand locked in Liam’s, believing the fierce promises he had whispered against my skin. I believed that with the Mark of the First Ancestor on my collarbone and the Alpha of the Golden Pack at my side, we were untouchable.I was a fool.The betrayal didn't come with a physical blow or a battlefield challenge. It came in the quiet, drafty confines of the Alpha’s private study, just hours before the rescheduled emergency council meeting.I had gone to find him, wanting to discuss how we would face the elders together. The heavy oak door to his study was slightly ajar, a sliver of warm light cutting across the dark hallway. I was about to push it open when I heard my mother’s voice—low, sharp, and dripping with that familiar, manipulative poison."If you don't sign the exile decre
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR: Shield and SurrenderKaira’s POVPower thrummed through my veins like a second heartbeat, heavy and ancient, vibrating with a frequency that made the very air around me crackle. The silver Mark of the First Ancestor burned cool and sharp against my collarbone—a stark, iridescent brand that had altered the trajectory of my entire life in a single, blinding fraction of a second. The very pack that had been baying for my blood just moments ago, the wolves who had eagerly gathered to watch my public execution or humiliation, now knelt in the damp dirt. Their foreheads were pressed hard against the stone and soil, their bodies trembling in a state of terrified, instinctual reverence that they couldn't control even if they wanted to.But the silence of a subjugated pack was a fragile thing, and not everyone in the clearing was willing to surrender their lifetime of prejudice to a sudden miracle.A furious, wet snarl ripped through the stunned quiet of the amphitheater, s
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE: The Mark of the AncestorsKaira’s POVThe morning of the summit arrived not with a sunrise, but with a oppressive, heavy gray sky that seemed to trap the humidity against the forest floor. The summit bells began to toll at dawn, their deep, rhythmic iron clangs vibrating through the floorboards of my bedroom and echoing inside my skull.Clang. Clang. Clang.It was the sound of a gathering storm.I dressed with deliberate, mechanical care. No hoodies today. No hiding. I chose a simple, form-fitting black tunic and dark trousers, pulling my long hair back into a tight, warrior’s braid. When I looked in the mirror, the girl who had sobbed on the floor yesterday was completely gone. In her place stood someone hollowed out by grief but reinforced with steel.The walk to the sacred amphitheater at the center of the pack lands was a gauntlet. The fog had lifted just enough to expose the hundreds of wolves lining the path. Whispers followed me like dry leaves scraping acr
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO: A Single Ally Kaira’s POVThe suffocating weight of my mother’s words still lingered in the air, but the tears had completely dried. My heart felt like a frozen lake—solid, cold, and numb. I couldn't stay in that room a second longer. If I had to sit there staring at the four walls that had witnessed my humiliation, I would lose my mind. Every corner of my bedroom seemed to echo with her screams, labeling me a thief, a home-wrecker, and a whore. The heavy wooden door she had slammed felt less like protection and more like a prison cell waiting to lock me away for a crime I hadn't asked to commit.I threw on a heavy oversized hoodie, pulling the hood low over my face to hide the puffiness around my eyes, and slipped out of the back door before the rest of the house could wake up. The early morning air was biting, a thick fog rolling off the hills of the Golden Pack territory and wrapping around the tall pines like a shroud. The damp ground crunched beneath my sneak
CHAPTER FIVE: The Line He Drew Kaira’s Pov The next morning,I couldn’t help but feel a change in the pack house.It looked like the air itself had turned against me. Every time I walked down a corridor, conversations died instantly.Wolves turned their heads too fast or stared a little too
CHAPTER FOUR: The Secret He Forced Me to Keep Kiara’s POv I woke up a little bit exhausted. I was alone on the bed . The forest was quiet. I could hear the birds singing . My body hurts in a way I didn’t fully understand, and my wolf was restless inside me. It hadn’t been a dream. The bon
CHAPTER TWO: Rules of the Pack House Kiara’s POV The pack house was not a place I can call home. It was a place where I learned to stay quiet, keep my head down, and disappear whenever possible. I learnt to be invisible . On my first morning there, I woke up before dawn to the sound of b
Chapter Three: The Scent That Broke Me Kiara’s POV I woke up before sunrise on my eighteenth birthday. The air felt different, it was full of tension but I felt alive and hopeful .Today is the day I get to meet my mate. My skin is glowing , all my senses are alert and my heart is pounding







