All Chapters of Loving The Supposed-Hated Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“I now proclaim you, Alpha of Cresthowl pack!”Kiya fiddled with her fingernails as she watched the Elder rub a vermilion on Regan Wolfeclawn's forehead. He had finally been crowned as Alpha of the Cresthowl pack.But that wasn't what got her so edgy. The young Princess had just been brought…no, stolen from her own father’s pack two days ago.Regan had attacked her pack and despite all the efforts put by her father, the Alpha to resist Regan's warriors, they failed and fell.Now, Regan found his mate in Kiya and brought her back home as a form of trophy. But upon their arrival, Regan met his father deceased. After the funeral rites were over, he was immediately crowned Alpha and he had also chosen this day to officially mate her and make her his Luna.“I can't do it.” Kiya muttered to herself for the umpteenth time. She was greatly filled with fear of getting married to Regan – the Dreaded Warlord. Besides, he had conquered her pack and killed her father just two days ago. It would be

Ivorie Kanin stood before the Elders and her father, the Alpha of Moonbeam pack in the courtroom. Beads of sweat rolled down her face, she wondered what her father had called her for. “You called for me, Alpha.” With a respectful bow, she said. “Yes, I did.” Alpha Johan, a big black haired man with small eyes answered. There was silence in the room afterwards. Alpha Johan shot one of his court members a look and the man cleared his throat before speaking. “Princess Ivorie, as you know, your sister, Eloisa is betrothed to Alpha Regan of Cresthowl pack and should be getting married to him in a fortnight.” The Elder said and Ivorie nodded. She wondered where this was leading to. She glanced at her mother to see her expression but she wasn't looking her way. “Umm…Princess Eloisa is well …unwell and sadly, the marriage with Alpha Regan cannot be shifted so …” the Elder cleared his throat again for the umpteenth time. “Oh for fucks sake! You're getting married to Alpha Regan now, gir

Regan dragged Ivorie across the large hall and out of it. He didn't stop there; he continued to drag her away until they got to a nearby armoury in the compound.“Where are you taking me?” Ivorie screamed, yanking her hand away from the Alpha's grip. She shot him a scowl.Regan looked down at her, amused at how short she was. He held himself from sniggering.“I need to make some things clear to you.” He growled, pointing his finger hard at her face.“This marriage of ours…it is nothing but a diplomatic move. I wasn't aware of my betrothal to you until a fortnight ago.” He said in a gruff voice.Ivorie rolled her eyes, folding her arms pompously, “Then I guess we found ourselves in the same shoes.” She said,Regan's face contorted with confusion. “What do you mean?” He asked.“Just like you, I was just chosen to marry you a fortnight ago. It was supposed to be my sister but…but she…she got really ill and I had to replace her.” She explainedRegan's eyes widened a bit. So she wasn't the

“This has to be worth my time, Nick.” Regan said in an unfriendly tone as he entered, along with Estan and Nicholas, into the empty courtroom.Nicholas glanced at the guard stationed at the entrance and back at Regan. Getting the message, Regan dismissed the guard.Regan took a seat while Estan and Nicholas stood.“For the past few days, my men have been patrolling the city and doing their duties…” Nicholas began but was interrupted.“Get to the point, Nick.” Estan grumbled.Clearing his throat, Nicholas continued ,”There are rumours spreading about the city, Alpha,” he said in a serious tone. “Rumours about an uprising against you and your reign.” He added, gaining the Alpha's attention and making him sit up.“I had some of my men do some findings and we have confirmed it. Right in this pack, Alpha Regan, lies people who are planning on dethroning you.” Nick finalised, folding his arm.Regan put on a grave expression, placing his jaw on his fist in thought.“This uprising,” Estan sta

Ivorie followed Jenna as they both strode down the small stairs that led to a wide hall. Several women scattered around the hall washing, cooking and doing various culinary chores.But this wasn't where they were going. Jenna moved past the kitchen through the corridor that continues by the side of the kitchen. Ivorie followed suit, wondering where the Duchess was taking her to. ‘I hope I don't get beheaded’They paused before a door which was opened by a guard.“I've taken it upon myself to gather the best candidates for you,” Jenna said with a smile tugging her lips.The doors were opened and they walked in. They were greeted by a noisy set of maids in the large room.Ivorie looked around the room, taking in the different shades of women who scattered their gatherings and arranged themselves quickly.The room seemed to be a storeroom although it was only barely filled with anything.“Luna Ivorie,” Jenna called, waving her hand at the maids that lined up. “There are thirty two maids