The Alphas Broken Mate

IRISThe rain poured from the sky heavily, washing everything tangible away, my sanity included. My eyes stayed fixed on the headstone in front of me, my fingers tightening around the rose stem until the thorns bit into my skin. I barely registered the sting.Water soaked through my clothes, making everything slick but I barely felt it. The only thought I could muster was that my best friend was dead. Killed by a rogue.I was never going to hear her laugh, or complain about how hard it is being Luna of the Elderwood pack. My wolf howled inside, matching the grief that threatened to swallow me.I didn’t hear the footsteps until they stopped beside me. The rain ceased above my head, blocked by something solid. I didn’t need to turn to know who it was.“I miss her.” I forced out, my voice was hoarse from lack of use.Alpha Kade released a deep sigh, then his arm wrapped around my shoulder, firm enough to let me know that I wasn’t alone.“I know, Iris.” He murmured. “I do too. But you nee

IRISThe morning after Katrina’s funeral was worse than the day before. Camille had somehow convinced me to have breakfast with the rest of the pack, trying to get everything back to normal… but nothing was, not anymore.“Elder Rain would be furious if she catches you toying with her cooking like that.”I blinked down at my plate. My spoon hovered halfway to my mouth before I realized I hadn’t moved in a while. I set it down carefully, forcing my hands to stop shaking as I shifted in my seat.“I just don’t understand how everyone can act so…”“Normal?” Alpha Kade finished for me.I nodded weakly, already feeling my throat tightening. He sighed deeply. “We all loved Katrina.” He said quietly. “You and I more than most but the bitter truth is that we have to look toward the future.”My jaw tightened.“The pack doesn’t stop because we’re hurting, Iris. If we fall apart, then everything she’s fought to build falls with us.”My eyes stung, Alpha Kade’s eyes softened. He reached across th

ASH The noise in the forest, the wind through the trees, insects, the distant call of wolves… they were all drowned out by the sound of blood rushing in my ears. Move. Every instinct I had screamed at me to step back, to put distance between us before this turned into something I couldn’t undo. But my body refused. Iris stood a few feet away, as still as a statue. Her scent was thick in the air… it was overwhelming. Wrapping around my lungs like smoke and dragging me under. This wasn’t normal. Her eyes locked on mine. Confusion and something darker flickering in them. But just as quickly it came, that expression was extinguished, replaced by a calmer, deadlier look. The kind of look that would make men jump to their deaths. I balled my hands into a fist, claw digging into my palm. Iris was Ryker’s ex. And someone very special to Kade. Although we were going through a rough patch now, we were brothers. But my wolf thought otherwise. He didn’t care, not when her

RYKER“We’ll leave by nightfall. The territories that-“Kade’s voice faded into the background, along with every other preparation him and Ash could muster. Attractive alpha?My chest tightened, something annoyingly close to jealousy pressing against my lungs, making it almost impossible to breathe.There was no way Iris actually had anything to do with Ash.But the evidence stared right in my face.That smug look on her face, those clothes she wore as she literally ran out of Ash’s room like it was on fire. Like she just did something she regretted.“Ryker.” Ash’s aggravating voice dragged me out of my spiraling thoughts. Rage found its way to my throat.I swallowed. “What?”His eyes narrowed on me. Confused. Of course he was going to stand her and pretend like nothing happened.I tore my gaze away from him before I did something stupid. Like ripping out his throat and feeding it to the vampire werewolves.“You’re painfully honest.” I said to Kade. His gaze sharpened, already susp

IRIS“Iris,” Mr Rowan said, his voice roughened by lack of use.We all mourned Katrina in our own way. I hadn’t seen Camille for days. She was likely holed up in a cave somewhere, trapped in her wolf form so she wouldn’t have to feel the crushing weight of loss. For their dad, it was alcohol.And maybe for me it was being fixated about her death. If I kept digging, kept searching for answers, maybe I wouldn’t have to face the ache she left behind.Like I said, different strokes for different folks.I stepped fully into the living room, perching on the sofa opposite him.“How are you?” I asked. Then I instantly regretted it. Of course he was terrible. His daughter died.“Good,” he gruffed, lifting the glass to his lips with an unsteady hand.The space fell silent for a while.“And you?” He asked mechanically. “Kade?”I forced a tight smile. “We’re… doing the best we can.”A frown tugged at his lip like I’d just said something out of the ordinary. “Take care of him, Iris,” he slurred,