All Chapters of CHOSEN FOR THE ALPHA: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Theressa's POV"You're my mate."What?I didn't know what to say. Today felt like the craziest day that had ever happened in my life.Lyon, the cold transfer student who was popular and the object of desire for many girls, suddenly came to my house, took me out for dinner, and brought me to the edge of the lake to talk about something I couldn't comprehend."I'm sorry, Lyon, but I don't understand. What do you mean? I'm your mate? Are you trying to confess your love to me?""No.""Then, what?"His cold expression made me feel cornered. Annoying."I hope you're someone I can trust to keep my identity. I'm a werewolf, and you're my mate who will become my Luna. I'm an Alpha from the Black Fire pack."I was speechless.Werewolf? How could such imaginary creatures exist in the modern world like this?"Well, Lyon, I don't know if you're a guy who likes to joke. I thought you--""I'm not joking, Theressa.""KYAA!"I was startled to see Lyon suddenly transform into a large gray wolf. I wasn'

October 10th, 2017Theressa’s POV"And... let's welcome the most popular player in our school, the one and only Brian!"Applause accompanied Brian's steps as he entered the basketball court. I smiled widely, feeling proud to see my boyfriend being celebrated as one of the esteemed athletes by many people.I couldn't believe today was our 3rd anniversary. I never expected that the person who used to annoy me would become my haven. I don't know how to express my immense love for him.Brian always gives me a fresh energy to face the day. Especially when I participated in competitions, he would always give me gifts, come to watch me perform, and support me wholeheartedly.Remembering all the good things he does always makes me blush. No man can replace Brian."May I sit here?"A deep voice with a mysterious aura; I knew who was speaking without even turning to look. Of course, it's Lyon, the man who has surpassed Brian in popularity among women."Yes, sure.""KYAA! LYON!"The girls behind

Theressa’s POV I wonder why Lyon wants to accompany me. Has he already started fulfilling some of his words from last night, saying he'll always be there for me? Honestly, I feel uncomfortable. But when I remember that he's a werewolf, that discomfort turns into fear. Even though he won't attack me, I still get chills seeing the big wolf within him. "Wait here; we'll gather in a special meeting room on the third floor." "Okay." My desire to teach Lyon vocabulary has increased. I know he's cold, but it doesn't mean he can only utter one word continuously. "Ah, I'm so happy to see Lyon's presence! You truly are the right person to accompany Theressa. You know, even though Theressa and I rarely talk about love, I can see that you're much better than Brian, that cheating guy!" Delilah and four of my other friends create an even more awkward atmosphere. I may feel that way because Lyon's expression remains the same, always flat. "Well, we didn't meet to discuss privacy matters. We

Lyon's POVZeo hasn’t shut up since dawn.The moment the sun started bleeding through the blinds of my bedroom, he’s been pacing in the back of my mind like a wolf overdosed on caffeine.“Say something nice to her today.”“Don’t be weirdly silent.”“Humans like reassurance.”“Theressa almost died last night, you idiot—act like someone who cares.”I rub my temples.“I do care,” I mutter under my breath while buttoning my shirt. “That’s why I stood outside her house all night.”“Exactly. And instead of telling her that, you said ‘You’re mine to protect’ like some medieval caveman.”“I meant it.”“Yeah, but humans aren’t accustomed to vows of eternal protection before breakfast.”I ignore him and grab my jacket.Even after everything, after last night, after watching her panic and tremble while Ryan cornered her—even after the rage that nearly tore through me when I saw his hands on her—I still have to be careful.Theressa’s not a wolf.She’s fragile in ways my instincts don’t fully un

THERESSA’S POVThe strange thing about fear is how quietly it lingers.You imagine it will leave once the danger is gone—after the shouting stops, after the threat disappears, after the person who hurt you walks away. But fear doesn’t obey logic. It slips into the cracks of your thoughts and waits. Sometimes it whispers. Sometimes it shouts.And sometimes… it becomes the silence between your breaths.That’s what today feels like.A quiet kind of fear.A fear I’m trying to ignore.A fear I’m pretending I can handle.But Lyon sees everything too clearly.As the motorcycle speeds through the cool afternoon air, I can’t help gripping his jacket tighter than I intended. My arms are wrapped around his waist like I’m afraid of falling—even though I know he would never let that happen.It’s humiliating how safe I feel.I hate it.I need it.I don’t know what to do with it.His voice cuts gently through the wind.“Your heartbeat’s fast.”Of course he’d notice.I look down at his back, cheeks h