You're Nothing After I Meet My Fated Alpha

I am Bella Venus, the only daughter of the Venus Pack Alpha and the sole female Alpha heir in all of Sundara's wolf tribe alliance.

The night I was born, the Moonlight Forest was awash in crimson, the full moon casting an ethereal glow upon the land. My arrival was no ordinary birth—the lunar markings appeared on my wrist, a symbol whispered in prophecy.

The pack elders declared I was the Moon Goddess reborn, a phenomenon unseen for centuries. News spread across territories like wildfire, and soon powerful Alphas from packs near and far began approaching my father with marriage proposals, all vying to claim me as their mate.

The Moonwind Pack, led by the Quinns, stood as the most formidable among the wolf tribes in Sundara. Neither my own Venus Pack nor Andrew Claude's Celestial Pack could compare to them.

When the Quinns formally presented their mating claim to my father, he was so overcome with joy that he raised his muzzle to the sky and released a victory howl that echoed our territory. He had always dreamed I would align with the most powerful bloodline—the Quinns.

"Bella, my little moonbeam, you've finally agreed to marry into the Moonwind Pack! This is wonderful!"

I sat in a hospital bed, clutching my phone, forcing a bitter smile. My mother's worried voice came through the receiver.

"Sweetheart, you always said you didn't want to form a bond so young, that you longed for the true-mate pull and freedom to find it. Why did you suddenly agree?"

My father chimed in quickly. "Your mother is right. The Quinns' alliance would be invaluable, but not at the cost of your happiness. We can survive without their backing. Love cannot be forced! I would never trade my daughter away for the pack's survival!"

Tears pricked my eyes, slipping down my cheeks in silence.

For years, my parents had struggled to keep our pack afloat, yet I had selfishly ignored their burden, lost in my own fantasies. I had deceived them, claiming I was too young and restless to form a bond, when in truth, I had simply wanted to be with Andrew.

And now, here I was—alone in a hospital bed for five days.

"Dad, I've grown up. As a female Alpha, I must honor the call of pack and strengthen our bloodline."

Fortunately, I saw through Andrew before we completed the bond.

He never loved me. He only wanted to prove his dominance over other Alphas by claiming me.

From now on, I would live for my parents and my pack.

I ended the call and prepared to handle my discharge papers when Andrew walked in.

His towering frame filled the doorway, his golden eyes flashing with concern.

"Bella, were you sick? I rushed over as soon as my Beta told me you were hospitalized."

"My injury has healed. I'm leaving the hospital now."

"What? You got hurt? Who did that to you? I'll kill them!"

"You did it to me."

He froze, seemingly unable to recall that he had pushed me.

Just then, a healer–an Omega, entered. "Ms. Bella, congratulations on your discharge." She glanced at Andrew beside me and frowned. "Are you her intended? She's been here alone for five days, and now you show up? You're terrible at taking care of a patient!"

The healer didn't recognize Andrew as an Alpha, but I did. Given his pampered upbringing and notorious temper, I expected him to bare his fangs at the Omega for daring to criticize him—an Alpha.

In our world, disrespecting rank had consequences. I braced myself for the outburst that would follow.

But to my surprise, Andrew merely dipped his head in deference. "You're right. That was my mistake. I'll make amends immediately."

After processing my discharge, Andrew drove me home. As soon as I settled into the passenger seat, I noticed a small ornament hanging from his phone. The screen was illuminated, displaying a message thread.

The recipient's profile picture was unmistakably Andrew's.

Curious, I glanced at their conversation.

"I'm just an Omega, a pack-servant. She's the heiress. No matter how willful she is, you'll always choose her bloodline over mine. You'll never mark me."

Andrew replied, "You're my true love, my real Luna. I don't care if she's an Alpha heir or if she was born in some mystical forest. I don't care if she's the Moon Goddess reincarnated and what the elders say.

"I'm only taking her as my mate because my pack needs her status. Once I secure the Venus Pack's allegiance and our combined strength crushes the Quinns, we'll become the dominant pack in all of Sundara.

"And once the bond is sealed, I’ll burn her wolf alive. She’ll serve you as an Omega for the rest of her life."

I checked the timestamp of the messages.

Suddenly, I understood why Andrew had shown such unusual restraint when the healer scolded him earlier—he feared I would question his absence over the past five days.

Where had he been? Why hadn't he come to care for his supposed mate who was meant to secure his rise to power?

That was because he had spent those five days with Carol Sinclair.

If any part of me had still clung to his love when he showed deference to the healer, it shattered in that moment.

In that moment, I let go of any illusion that he had ever loved me.