The Alpha Daughter's Third Mate

Bella’s Pov"I, Bella Brown, reject you, Barnett Morris, as my mate." That was the moment when I rejected my unattainable second chance mate. Even though I was condemning myself to forever abandon my only chance to happiness.My name is Bella Brown; I am the daughter of the Alpha of the Red Moon pack. I have two older brothers, whom along with my parents dote on me. But their affection was non-indulgent; I was raised with good values and taught to treat every member of the pack equally. For years, I have attended the morning trainings punctually with the rest of the pack warriors, and years of hard training have molded me into an exceptional female warrior.But just now, forcing back my deep sorrow, I turned down my second chance mate. This is a truly laughable and tragic story. My first mate was a playboy named Gray Norman. Gray was the Beta of the Maple pack, renowned as a virgin hunter. He rejected me, citing that he hadn't had enough fun yet.After losing my mate I told myself to b

Bella’s Pov“Mom, I’m fine.” I hung my head low, my voice hoarse as I spoke. I did not want my mother to worry about me. I struggled to keep her from detecting the unease in my voice.Angelina gently stroked her daughter’s head, knowing how deeply Bella must be hurting. “You don’t need to hold your tears, just cry, my child.”Hearing my mother’s comforting words, I couldn’t hold back the tears any longer. Everything that had happened today had been so sudden, so devastating. Even though I had acted strong and put a cold front in front of Barnett, the pain was overwhelming. I collapsed into my mother’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably, letting out all my pent-up emotions. Washing out the pain of Barnett’s betrayal. Mom held me tightly, whispering softly, “There, there. It’s okay, It’s okay. Let it all out my child.”It felt so nice and comfortable to lay in mother’s arms.After a while, I finally calmed down, my eyes were puffy red from crying. I felt embarrassed and apologized to my mothe

Bella’s povThe Next Day.Tonight, the king hosted a grand banquet, inviting members from various packs to attend. However, everyone knew that this was an opportunity for the king to choose a mate even if not fated. King Haydn, at the age of thirty, had yet to find his mate, which had left the three council elders deeply concerned. They feared that the kingdom might remain without an heir, posing a threat to the stability of the Kingdom of Celestia.“Honey, you should choose the red gown; it suits you perfectly,” my mother insisted, doing her best to convince me to choose that dress. I knew she was hoping I would mingle with eligible young suitors.“Mom, I prefer the white one,” I replied, not wanting to stand out too much. It’s simple, but elegant. I actively chose a moon-white gown. In the mirror, a young woman with black hair and deep green eyes stared back at me, not as flashy but charming in my own way. My mood had improved a little since last month.“At least wear this magical ne

Bella was surprised by Aidan’s sudden words and behavior. She was held by Aidan’s shoulders and felt the man’s kisses and touches on her ears and neck, feeling extremely mortified. Her legs weakened. She swayed. A strong arm was placed around her waist to lift her up. Bella flushed against Aidan’s body. He was bursting with muscles, hard and powerful, very much in contrast to Bella’s soft body. She could feel the heat radiating from Aidan’s body. He was pure masculinity. Heat rushed to her face stirred by his tender passionate care. Her heartbeat went wild. The strange feeling was so amazing, she had never felt like this before. Aware of people staring she comeback to her senses.“Stop, let me go.” Bella struggled and protested trying to slip from my arms.‘Aidan, stop, you scared her.’ I mind-linked my stubborn wolf as I took Bella away from prying eyes.“No, she is my mate. She is mine!’‘She’s afraid.’ I growled back, trying to reason with Aidan.“SHE IS MINE!’Aidan refused to reli

Bella’s PovKnock! Knock! Knock!I was awakened by an annoying knocking sound. With my consciousness not fully clear, I glanced at the alarm clock. It was only six o’clock in the morning. Who on earth was so inconsiderate to disturb my sleep? Don’t they know that disrupting someone’s peaceful slumber is incredibly impolite?“Who is it?” I inquired groggily.“It’s me.” Haydn? I found it highly unusual for him to show up at my door so early in the morning.“I am coming.” I said rustling with my sheets as I sprinted out of the bed. Haydn’s handsome face came into view as I opened the door, and I couldn’t help but be taken aback by his striking appearance. His perfectly combed black hair sharply contrasted with his chiseled features. His strong jawline and high cheekbones exuded an air of authority.Haydn’s brown eyes, while serious in expression, held a warmth uncommon for someone of his hierarchy. They were like deep pools of chocolate, drawing you in with an irresistible intensity.Dres