My Untamed Alpha

Darkness swallowed the room, but I knew I wasn’t alone. I’m never alone not when the lights go out. The scent of damp earth mingled with a trace of aftershave, thick and intoxicating in the air. A low, guttural growl rumbled from deep within his chest, vibrating through the silence. I could feel his gaze on me hot, unrelenting searing straight through me, sending warmth pooling low in my stomach. My hips trembled at the mere thought of him. I couldn’t see him, but I knew he was there. Then his hand found me rough, calloused skin gliding from my hip to my throat each movement slow, deliberate, claiming every inch of exposed flesh.

He was rough, yet devastatingly controlled an intoxicating force I couldn’t resist. Every touch blurred the line between pleasure and surrender the cold desire of his tongue on my neck. His breath ghosted over my ear , cool and deliberate, sending shivers through me as his words low and possessive.

“You belong to me, little wolf,” he whispered, voice dark enough to tremble the air between us. “And I intend to make you remember it.”

My head shoved down so I was leaning my elbows to his bed , fingers still intwined through my hair holding down keeping me steady , I was dripping wet at the thought of him , every scent every feeling , every brush of his fingers on me all driving me wild , I needed him “ please “ I managed the plead out , I whimpered as he entered me the sheer width was enough to make my toes curl , he drove deeper slowly adjusting me , as I clenched around him , my head jolted back as he whispered Possessivly “ Your doing so good my little mate “ it sent shivers straight through my body as I moaned begging to hear his voice one more time , rippling pleasure building to intensity as he drove deeper lifting me to my tips of my toes , heat building , pooling , dripping , I could feel it I was about to release , things went blurry I gasped out for air before I knew it I was waking up in my bed, home and alone not knowing the mystery man I dreamt of every night ……

Every night, he haunted my dreams. Each time, our encounters burned with a fevered intensity—raw, consuming, and maddeningly addictive. I would wake breathless, aching for the moment he’d claim me as his own, mark me, make me his in every way that mattered. Yet the cruel truth lingered—I didn’t even know who he was. I was nothing more than a nobody wolf, barely tethered to a pack that never truly wanted me. Unwanted. Untouched. Unmarked. And worst of all, a late bloomer still waiting for a destiny that refused to come.

I am Ivory Hart an omega of the Crescent Pack. A servant to the Alphas, a target for the wanna-be Lunas, and to most… nothing more than a waste of space. My father died when I was young, leaving my mother to raise me alone until she found her fated mate a Beta of the Crescent Pack. His claim on her forced us to move, to abandon the home my father had built with his own hands. I didn’t protest. How could I? Staying would’ve meant trapping her in the shadow of a life that no longer existed, one haunted by the ghost of a man we both still missed.

The death of my father shattered what little stability I had left, halting the awakening of my already-delayed senses. My wolf, Nala, didn’t emerge until I was seventeen—two years later than most. Typically, wolves awaken their other halves at fifteen, unless born of Alpha blood; theirs tend to surface far earlier, anywhere between eleven and thirteen.

When our wolves come forth, so do our heightened senses—sight, strength, intuition. Some even claim that with it come rarer gifts: the power to hear thoughts, to glimpse spirits, to walk between worlds. But those were just old legends my father used to tell me by the fire—stories meant to keep our traditions alive.

By the laws of our kind, I should have found my mate on my eighteenth birthday. It’s how it’s supposed to go—find your fated one, take your place, strengthen your pack, and bear cubs to continue the line. But here I am, nineteen years old—unmated, untouched, and unwanted in every form of love… until today.