LOGINSharon is her pack’s Alpha fated mate, which is the heart's desire of every female. But what happens when he cheats with her sister and then rejects her? Roland is the king of the werewolf kingdom. After finding his mate, she betrayed him by having affairs with his beta. Not long after, she was attacked by rogues and died because he loved her so much. It made him hard and cold. One night, as he was coming back from his normal duty, he and his wolf caught an unfamiliar scent and found a she-wolf. What will be the fate of Sharon when she wakes up and finds out she had run straight into the land that belongs to their king, and what will happen when they finally fall in love with each other?
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SHARON'S POV. “Sharon.” My stepmother started calling my name so loudly from downstairs. I was already brainstorming on many things when I heard her call. I checked my phone and it was just past seven in the morning.. “Sharon,” she yells again. I quickly got out of bed and walked downstairs to our big kitchen, where I saw my stepmother and her daughter sitting at the table. Her mother was masking her face with heavy make-up, not just that, but also painting her hands. “Sharon, I've been calling you and you're snubbing me. It's time you can see that I am swamped. Get to work and prepare breakfast. I'm getting Sandra prepared for tonight. “What is happening tonight? It's just 14 hours away. Why are you starting now?”. I asked. She paused what she was doing and angrily stared at me. “You don't question my authority in this house. I'm doing it now because I want her to look the best amongst everyone.” The whole thing they were doing was pissing me off. I sighed and left to make breakfast so that I won't say more than I’ve said. Tonight, our new Alpha turns 20, which means he can now find his mate. Alphas find their mate when they turn 20; others make wolves find theirs when they turn 18. That is so, so that they can be sure they are mature enough to start the rest of their lives with their mate. Every girl that is not his mate will be out there tonight, hoping they are his mate, and if, per adventure, he did not find his mate, then he will choose from the girls. For me, it was so weird for all the girls in the pack to line up like cows to be sold just because they wanted the Alpha to be their mate. I didn't see that as a good idea so I wanted to stay at home. My step agreed I should stay at home. I was more beautiful than her daughter. She didn't want me any closer to the event. I also agreed but my dad refused and almost shut my mouth with a slap. He said this because I had not found my mate, and I was already 19. He prays I find my mate. Sandra, my half-sister, just turned 18, and her mother also wants her to find her mate by all means, which made her spend a lot of money just to get her prepared. My father and mother had grown up together. When they were growing up, they were of the same age and neither of them had found their mate; they chose each other because they loved each other. Just a few years after my dad married my mum, she was involved in a fatal motor accident that took her life. That broke my dad, and he decided not to have another mate, but because I was so tender, he chose Cecilia, my stepmother, so that she could take care of me. Shortly after Cecilia moved in, age became pregnant. About a year later, Sandra was born. Cecilia hated me so much because I was more beautiful than her daughter and would always want my dad to love her daughter than me. My dad will always refuse and show equal love to both of us. Whatever he does for Sandra, he’ll do for me. Anything he does for me, he will definitely do for my sister, Sandra, and that made us love him very much. —-- The house has been busy all day. Sandra and her friends have been at it all day so I decided to avoid them and stay in my room. A lot was going through my mind when a knock pulled me from my thoughts, and my best friend Nora stepped in. “Hey, baby girl. Hope you're ready? “Yes of course, I said faintly. Nora and I had agreed to get ready together and that was why she showed up. She entered my room, and after we must have talked a little, we helped each other to put on make up and pack our hair. She helped out with my sandy long blonde hair in a lot of braids that began on the right side of my hand to end hanging over my left shoulder, and she also put clips on it. She made me up and it was very light. It was quite different from Sandra's own, as her makeup was so much as though she was about to wed. Looking at the mirror, I loved what she did and went to get my dress, a silver long midnight blue silk dress. When it was time, they all left to walk over to the pack house. Many girls were already standing outside the pack house, and some were dressed up formally. Some were dressed in skimpy dresses that were so revealing that I was ashamed of them. When it was time, an elder came out from the pack house for the announcement. The moment the door opened, a strong smell of spice hit my nose that woke my wolf up. Anything that wakes my wolf this way is definitely pointing at something that I may not be seeing. “Welcome, everyone, especially to the beautiful unmated she-wolves. You all know why we're here. We are here for Alpha Roland to give or choose a mate to be by his side as his partner. All of us girls were now instructed to stand next to each other in one queue. We all arranged ourselves quickly, and Sandra was standing in front of me while I was standing behind her. The instruction was for one straight line, but because the queue was becoming too long, they made the line three so that it wouldn't be that long. “I also want to inform you that Alpha Rolland has been able to smell a captivating smell and it could be his mate He’s excited and will soon be out to find out who she is.”SHARON’S POV NINE YEARS LATERNine years slipped by faster than winter snow melting off the pines. I stood on the raised stone platform overlooking the Jordan pack gathering circle, wind tugging at the hem of my silver-trimmed cloak. Below me, hundreds of faces turned upward, some proud, some curious, a few openly skeptical. My son Daemon stood beside Morris at the center of the circle, his shoulders squared, his chin lifted. At sixteen he already matched his father in height, though his frame still carried the lean lines of youth. His wolf had come early, fierce and sudden two moons ago during a storm that rattled the windows of our home. The shift had torn through him like lightning; he’d howled so loud the pack heard it for miles.Morris raised one hand and the crowd hushed instantly.“Jordan pack,” he called, his voice carrying clear and deep. “Today we honor the blood right. This land, this strength, has always belonged to the line of its true alpha. We all know the story of ho
SHARON’S POV I woke to the soft gray light slipping between the curtains and the low rumble of Morris’s voice somewhere close. My body still carried yesterday’s delicious ache, muscles loose and heavy in the best way. I stretched, sheets sliding over bare skin, and cracked one eye open.Morris sat in the wide armchair by the window, shirtless, one twin cradled against each shoulder. Luna’s tiny fist gripped his collarbone while her brother, Elias, slept with his cheek mashed against Morris’s chest. Both babies still had that newborn flush, cheeks round and pink, little mouths working in their sleep. Morris’s head tilted down, lips brushing Luna’s dark curls as he murmured something too quiet for me to catch.I propped myself on one elbow. “Did you get any sleep at all?”He glanced up, his eyes looked tired but bright. A slow smile curved his mouth. “Not much. Luna decided three in the morning was party time. She woke up screaming like the world was ending until I walked her around th
MORRIS’ POV I sat behind the wide oak desk in my study, elbows planted on the polished surface, fingers steepled while Kelly paced in front of the fireplace. The fire snapped and hissed, throwing orange light across the maps spread between us. We’d been at it for hours, plotting supply lines, debating which border forts needed reinforcing first if the southern packs decided to test our new strength. My head throbbed from the endless what-ifs, but I kept my voice steady. Kelly deserved that much.“Another two companies on the eastern ridge,” I said, tapping the parchment. “We can’t leave the river crossing exposed.”Kelly stopped mid-stride, rubbed the back of his neck. “You really think the southern packs will stay neutral forever? One whisper from their alphas and—”The door creaked open.Sharon poked her head inside, cheeks flushed, eyes glittering like she’d just won a war single-handed. My heart gave a stupid, eager thud. She looked alive, dangerously alive.“Hello, husband.”The
SHARON’S POV A couple of months had passed since the twins arrived, and the days had started to feel like they belonged to us again. Luna and Elias were no longer the fragile little bundles we brought home from the hospital; they had filled out, their cheeks round and pink, their eyes bright and curious. Luna already had a laugh that could stop the whole house, and Elias had taken to grabbing anything within reach—my hair, Morris’s beard, Daenerys’s braid—with a grip that made us all wince and laugh at the same time.Today the sun was high and kind, the kind of warm September afternoon that makes you forget winter ever existed. I decided it was time.I loaded the four children into the SUV myself while Morris finished a call with the southern border patrol. Daenerys helped me buckle Elias into his car seat, chattering the whole time about how she was going to show her baby sister the prettiest flower in the garden. Daemon insisted on carrying Luna’s blanket—“because she might get co
MORRIS’ POV The truck rolled through the gates of Crescent Moon territory just as the sun dipped low enough to paint the sky in streaks of orange and rose. I kept one hand on the wheel and the other resting on Sharon’s knee, thumb brushing slow circles over the blanket tucked around her. She sat i
SHARON’S POV I couldn’t sleep. The hospital room was dim, lit only by the soft blue glow from the monitors and the faint hallway light sneaking under the door. My body ached in places I didn’t know could ache—stitches pulling every time I shifted, breasts heavy and tender, lower back still throbbi
SHARON’S POV Months slipped by so quietly I almost didn’t notice the change until I caught my reflection in the full-length mirror one morning and realized I could no longer see my feet. The belly that once felt like a secret had become impossible to ignore—round, heavy, alive with kicks that some
SHARON’S POVI woke up to sunlight spilling across the bed and the smell of coffee drifting under the door. My body felt heavy in the best way: sore muscles, warm skin, the faint ache between my thighs that reminded me how many times Maurice had taken me last night. I stretched slowly, arms reachin






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