FAZER LOGINSerafine, a seventeen year old human girl, never believed werewolves existed until she was bought by one. Bran Cornick. A ruthless, feared and powerful alpha of the strongest pack in werewolf history. Alpha Bran Cornick hates humans more than he hates rogues, but fate ties him to the one he hates the most. Serafine. Find out how Serafine survives a world where humans are prey, and an alpha who fights fates with fangs and claws. Because fate may have tied them together…but hatred is a blade sharp enough to sever even the strongest bond.
Ver maisSerafine's POV
"This girl is a human virgin. She is special. Her bidding starts at fifty thousand dollars!"
Monsters. Bright light blinded me as I heard those who were celebrating my auction. I'm standing at the center of the stage of a casino. Music roared, drums beat and I heard men whistling and passing lewd remarks. The air reeked of alcohol mingled with that of a strong cedar scent.
"One fifty thousand.” A rough grating voice sounded. I turned my gaze to the left to the direction of the voice. A man with light brown hair and hazel eyes was sitting on a chair, surrounded by all the girls that were just sold. He looked well- built with muscular arms. He pulled a terrified girl in his lap and grabbed her waist.
He stared at me like a hawk and when our gazes met, I flinched. Hair on the back of my nape rose. Lucky Luciano, the mafia lord. It was said he had a certain kind of fetish for having sex. Many girls that he had bedded were found murdered and maimed in shady streets of Pennsylvania.
"Five hundred thousand!" A throaty voice from the back came.
"Alpha Jace!" People murmured. Immediately the air shifted and I could feel as if the air was stifling. A bulky man got up from behind. I slowly dragged my gaze to his and the softness in those hazel eyes held me prisoner. His facial features were puzzling... There was something akin to concern in them.
Why were they calling him Alpha? Maybe that was his first name?
I saw his throat bobbing as if he wanted to say something to me. I think he mouthed my name, Serafine? Was I imagining?
“Eight hundred thousand!" Lucky raised his price. I shuddered as he pinched the nipple of the girl on his lap and she stifled a shriek.
My body started shaking. I didn't want to go to him. I heard people murmuring. No one was expecting the bid to go this high. With that kind of money, Lucky would own my soul. The way he stared at me right now, it was as if he was imagining his wildest fantasies with me. Tears welled in my eyes as I looked around frantically.
"Nine hundred thousand." Alpha Jace increased his bid.
Nervous murmurs followed as I seemed to have caught the attention of everyone in the room.
From the corner of my vision, I saw Madame Roxana swaying in her blue silk gown with a pipe in between her lips. She looked at me with a smirk as she puffed smoke in the air. If God gave me one more chance to live, I promised to myself that I would erase her from the face of earth.
Several days ago, I had managed to escape from Madame Roxana's Home of Pleasures only to be caught back. She accused me of seducing her husband. Why would I? I was the daughter of a cleaning lady who had come only for one day as her substitute.
Lucky shoved the girl on his lap and she fell to the ground. "One million," he shouted. I could see his eyes turning hard. It had become a war of prestige for him.
Jace whipped his head towards Lucky, gazing incredulously at him, his expressions etched with worry.
The emcee became excited. "This is the hottest bidding we are seeing today! Lucky Luciano has never bid so much for a girl here."
Terror gripped my heart. Breath lodged in my throat. Lucky took a step towards me and I backed shaking my head.
The emcee said, "Is this final? Or do we hear others placing a higher bid?"
Lucky proudly started closing the gap between us.
"Don't you fucking touch her!” Jace hissed as he stood in Lucky’s way, preventing him from coming to me.
"One million for her, Lucky Luciano!” Emcee announced. Lucky and Jace turned to look at me.
“One!" Emcee hit the hammer on the table softly.
"One million. Two!" He hit the hammer again.
Lucky raised his hand and was about to raise his bid when a deep voice shouted, "Two million dollars!"
A chorus of audible gasps filled the hall. Shocked, I turned to my last minute bidder.
I found myself staring into the winter gray eyes of a man sitting on one of the casino tables with a blond girl in his lap.
He was so beautiful that I forgot to breathe. He has a straight nose, high cheekbones and slanted eyes like that of a wild animal. With broad shoulders and chest, he was clearly the tallest and strongest man out there. His arms muscles were bulging and his neck muscles were strained. His black hair was neatly
combed back.
The shirt he was wearing molded over him like second skin. Its buttons were open till his chest revealing a tattoo I couldn't make out. He had curled a hand around the waist of the blond possessively. And she had looped her arms around his neck.
The blond in his lap appeared scandalized as she stared at her man who had made the bid.
The emcee was so excited that he literally jumped in his place and squeaked, "Alpha Bran Cornick!" he clapped his hands. "Two million, one!"
I could hear a growl from Alpha Jace and Lucky gnashed his teeth as he scowled at Alpha Bran.
"Two million, two!"
The emcee looked around and then quickly brought down his hammer at, "Two million, three!" With quivering lips, I looked at my buyer. "This virgin belongs to Alpha Bran Cornick. Please pay the money before touching her." Alpha Bran nodded once and a man rushed forward. I watched him getting up with the blond throwing daggers at me and exiting the casino.
Alpha Bran's POV As the night deepened, the festivities became livelier. Music echoed across the territory. Bonfires burned brightly.Pack members danced and celebrated underneath the lantern-filled sky.For the first time in years, Dark Mountain was this lively and was at peace. No threats. And wars. Just happiness. And celebrating with family. I stood near the edge of the central courtyard watching the celebration when Aric approached me.Clara stood nearby speaking with the pack girls that were her age.I noticed how Aric looking at Clara and what she was doing softened his expression instantly.Then he followed my gaze and sighed. "Don't."I looked toward him. "What?""You have that look on your face.""What look?""The one that says you're about to say something ridiculous about me and Clara.""You and Clara? Why do you think so? What relationship do you have with her?"Aric snorted. "Never mind."It was becoming quite obvious that Aric and Clara were hiding something from me.
Alpha Bran's POVI couldn't take my eyes off my mate the rest of the evening.The New Moon Celebration continued around us with all the noise and excitement it brought every year, but my attention kept returning to the same person.She was smiling again. The kind of smile that reached her eyes and made her face light up.The kind of smile I would do anything to keep and protect."Can you not look at her for once?" Lupin's voice interrupted my thoughts.I growled, hating the nuisance.But continued watching Serafine from where she stood near one of the food stalls speaking with Clara and the pack women."I wasn't aware looking at my mate was a crime." I muttered.Lupin nearly choked. Bane, standing beside him, looked equally shocked. Slowly, both Gammas turned toward me.At that point, I wished I could take back what I said because the expressions on their faces were dangerous."Did you hear that?" Lupin whispered dramatically.Bane nodded. "I heard it.""I don't think I've ever heard
Serafine's POVThe moment Bran took my hand, every teasing thought disappeared from my head.The laughter. The embarrassment. The amusement from tormenting him about the list of activities he would do in the festival vanished.Because his fingers had intertwined with mine so naturally that my heart forgot how to beat.For a moment, I simply stared at our joined hands. I couldn’t take my eyes off his strong fingers. Warm skin and a firm yet gentle grip.Yet somehow it felt more intimate than anything else. Perhaps because this was Bran.The same Bran who once struggled to express even the smallest emotion. The same Bran who had spent months building walls around himself.And now he was standing in the middle of the New Moon Festival holding my hand without caring who saw.The realization made my chest warm. His thumb brushed lightly across my knuckles.My heart betrayed me. I was hopeless.Bran glanced down at me. His winter gray eyes softened."What are you thinking about?"I blinked.
Serafine’s POV "The mating dance." I screamed.Bran nodded, smiling at me.Every year during the New Moon Festival, mated couples participated in the traditional dance. It wasn't mandatory. But it was considered one of the most important parts of the celebration.It was a symbol of unity. Partnership. And devotion. Both to the pack and to your partner.I swallowed hard, suddenly becoming nervous.Bran peered down, his eyes on me. "You don't have to dance."I looked up at him. "What? Why?""You seem not comfortable with it."The sincerity in his voice touched me deeply.Months ago, Bran would have simply assumed I would follow. Now he was giving me a choice. Respecting my feelings. Thinking about my comfort.The realization warmed my chest.I smiled. "I want to."Relief. Happiness. And love. All flashed through his eyes at once. Then he held out his hand.My heart fluttered.The gesture felt ridiculously romantic. And judging by the faint redness appearing on Bran's ears, he knew it t
Serafine’s POVIf it wasn’t Grayson, then who would buy flowers and a bracelet for me?“Grayson, are you sure you didn’t…” I asked.“Yes, Serafine,” he looked me in the eye. “Did anyone say I sent them?”“The doctor,” I replied slowly. “He came in smiling… said you brought them as a wellbeing gift
Serafine’s POVMy head throbbed so violently it felt like something was beating against my skull from the inside.Hope helped me sit properly on the bed, her hands gentle despite the tension in the room. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. Then under her breath, she added bitterly, “So much for the pac
Serafine’s POVMy heart was still racing from where Bran had grabbed me. My skin still remembered the pressure of his arms. I didn’t know what shocked me more. His sudden embrace or the look on his face when I pushed him away.The door clicked shut behind him. A few minutes later, it opened again.
Alpha Bran’s POVEven though we had suspected it. Even though the signs had been there…I didn’t believe it. Not until I saw the silver bracelet tear into her skin like acid. I stared at the screen, shock rooting me to the spot.Serafine was a wolf!My mate was a wolf.But that made no sense.The f


















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