My Forbidden Mate

WILLIAM’S POV The moment Princess Alaana stepped into the aisle, her scent hit me—a mix of wild jasmine and forest scents. It was intoxicating, overwhelming, and unmistakable.My wolf stirred violently. Mate!.I frozed, my heart beating in disbelief. This should be a mistake. Omega, the lowest rank in the hierarchy, I'm invisible and unimportant in the pack and I'm also a slave. Princess Alaana was the daughter of Alpha King Draven Blackthorn,who was born in power and is great. The thought of me being her Mate was ridiculous. Yet my wolf makes the situation difficult for me, as he stirs around my head trying to claim her.I held my breath, unable to breath as she was approaching the altar. My breath was uneven. This cannot be real. Why now? Why does she have to be my Mate?In the altar, Rylan smiled with confidence, his tall and proud position. He contacted Alaana as she was approaching, but she hesitated, and her eyes faded with something that no one else noticed. My wolf growled so

ALAANA'S POV Alaana…” Rylan’s voice was low and shaky, his anger barely holding back. “What is the meaning of this?”William jolted awake at the sound of Rylan's voice, eyes wide in shock. He stood up, his hands trembling as he realized the gravity of the situation. His position as an Omega Servant meant that even if he was in my room, he could be severely punished.I stood up and then sat down again, despite the storm of emotions raging inside me. “Rylan, I…”Rylan interrupted, stepping in. "You were supposed to be my future Luna! And I find you here—with him?”William flinched at the venom in Rylan's voice, his eyes falling to the floor as if he could make himself invisible."Do you even understand what you've done? You humiliated me, Alaana. You humiliated yourself. And you have also put him in trouble," he pointed sharply at William, "in danger.”Williams shuddered, but didn't say a word. He did not dare. His heart pounded, I reached back and touched William's arm, calmly encoura

WILLIAMS POVI walked out of Alpha Draven chamber, my breath hitching as fear gripped my chest.My hands trembled at my side, my body stiffened by Alpha Draven brutal command."Reject my daughter or you will die."The words rang through my mind like a death sentence, each word filled with Alpha Draven power and anger. Under the weight of danger I barely managed, my Wolf growled inside me, but now, as I hurried through the dark corridors of the house, all I could think of was her—my Mate.Alpha Draven daughter.How did it happen? Fate had bound me, an ordinary Omega servant, to the daughter of the strongest Alpha Draven.The same daughter whose name I spoke with reverence, whose presence I now respected, whose touch—oh, her touch—instilled something within me that I could never let go of.When I reached the small servants' room, my legs were about to wear out, and my heart was pounding under the weight of which decision I should make.I have to reject her. I have to do this.But our relat

ALAANA'S POVI took a deep breath,for a while,embracing myself for what was to come. My heart pounded, not with fear, but with determination.I stepped out of my room immediately. Rylan left. As I walked towards my father's chamber.The grand stone of Alpha Draven chamber loomed around me, reminding me of how powerful my father is.But tonight, I wasn't here as his daughter. I'm here to fight for my Mate.My father's chamber was dimly lit, a huge fireplace casting flickering shadows across the stone wall. At the far end of the room, my father stood beside a large wooden desk, studying a map. He was a man of insight, and his presence alone was enough to make the strongest Wolves bow their heads.My father didn't immediately look back, even though he knew when I entered.“Dad,” I said, my voice strained.Slowly, My father turned, his eyes locked on mine. “Alaana.” His voice was scary. “I believe you’re here to accept the Rejection.”"No."A muscle tightened from his back, but he remained

ALAANA POV I stood in the middle of my room, my hands on the wooden box. My fingers trembled in fear as I carefully folded my clothes, my mind racing with the thought of escaping. I had packed the necessary things I needed, a bag of some food, a bottle of water, but I knew it wouldn't be enough. I had to move faster and think smarter. I couldn't afford to make a mistake. There was a sound. My body stiffened. I walked toward the door, my heart pounding. For a moment, I thought it might be Elara, my maid. Maybe she'd heard about the latest abuse somewhere and had come to me first. But that sound shattered my confidence. “My lady,” a deep, calm voice came from the hallway. I took a deep breath and pressed my palm to my throbbing chest. It wasn’t Elara. It was my father’s personal servant, Rylan. Unlike Williams, he was a man of status and privilege in the Pack despite being a servant. I hesitated, curling my fingers. Rylan never comes to my room unless it is something urgent.