My Hated Alpha’s Secret Baby

Serelis"Serelis, get your child, we have to escape this hiding again, there's an invasion on our territory"Maria, the only friend I have since I ran away from my pack, yells from outside our wooden cave, jolting me from my sleep in the middle of the night.I sit up fast, heart banging. The fire burned out hours ago, so the only glow comes from a slit of moonlight slipping through the cracks in the wood.I look at my son who's sleeping peacefully on the floor and for a bit, I just watch him because he looks like everything is fine, tiny chest rising and falling, fingers curled, breath quiet. When was the last time we had an attack? My brain tries to pull the dates out and they blur. Time does that when you live like this, you stop keeping neat calendars and start keeping instincts.I scramble to my feet, hands already moving, reaching for the small things that matter. The leather bag I always keep ready, the cracked cup for water, the scrap of meat I saved. My fingers are trembling s

Riven"Is the goddess playing with me?"That’s the first thing I say as the sweet scent of my mate whips across my face, sliding through my nose and curling deep in my gut. It doesn’t just linger, it settles, thick and calm, and my wolf snaps his head up inside me, growling, pacing, restless with the realization that my mate is here.But hell, this is ridiculous. My mate? A rogue? Not just a rogue, but one of the captured slaves standing in my fucking pack ground? My lips pull into a bitter smile as the thought tastes wrong in my mouth. The goddess must be laughing at me.I keep walking down the line, boots crunching against dirt, the guards at my side shifting like they can feel the tension rolling off me. The scent only grows stronger, tugging me forward until I stop in front of a young girl. Pale skin, dark coily hair tangled and frizzy, dirt rubbed into her cheeks like she’s been dragged through the ground. Her head stays bowed, her body trembling like she already knows what I am