Все главы Once Rejected, Twice Desired By The Beastly Alpha: Глава 1 - Глава 10

HAZELCosmo places his hand on my head, his fingers running through my hair. He’s pleased that I'm submissive, obeying and remaining still while everyone howls, Including him. It's a display of my loyalty to him as my intended mate. It's a show of understanding my place in our packs.I may possess the heart of an Alpha, but I will never be the Alpha. Men are stronger. I accept that. I accept my place. I accept him. On most days, I think, recalling my mother's warning about choosing my battles. Swallowing, I wait for the men to calm down and for the next phase of this ceremony to begin.Cosmo circles me, his eyes roaming over my exposed skin. I can feel his approval and pure interest. He knows he will finally be allowed to taste me tonight. My own interest is sickening my thighs. He’s an Alpha in his prime, a beautiful specimen of a male with jawline I have wanted to lick from the moment I first laid my eyes on him. Cosmo leans down to press a kiss to my temple, his breath warm as h

HAZELI had always taken the Silver moon pack as my home but they had never accepted me. That's why my mother always lectures me on when to display my backbone. Other girls didn't need that lesson, but I did. Because I have always been stronger. The rules we're expected to follow within our pack have always seemed unjust and out of touch. They're a constant source of frustration for me, as I believe there must be a more equitable and compassionate way to live together.While all other females merely accepted them as law.I thought that was what made me an Alpha female.But my wolf tells me now that it's never been about my inquisitive spirit. I have questioned everything all my life because I don't belong here. The entire wolves start to chant, causing the fur along my back to stand on end. They all want Cosmo’s decision.They want full vengeance.They want it to be bloody.Because they blame me for existing. And my father's expression tells me he blames me, too.‘Pathetic looser,

HAZELFrustration. Frustration gnawed at me as I struggled to revert to my human form. Five days of failed attempts had left my wolf stubbornly resistant. The guards kept accusing me of disobeying their orders. The intake judge labelled me as 'brute' and 'feral.' Even the social worker assigned to my case has expressed frustration, claiming I'm unwilling to cooperate.If only that were true. My wolf refuses to let me defend myself in human form. Everyone believed I killed my mother because Alpha Declan told them I did. He claimed I went feral with her when I learned the truth about my lineage.He feigned sympathy, calling my situation a 'sad, helpless case.' He then launched into a patronising speech about how he couldn't bring himself to put me down, absolving me of blame for being born as I am.Yet he didn't have a single problem with Alpha Arturo's wolves killing my mom, but he also had the audacity to accuse me of the crime. ‘what a coward for an Alpha.’I felt so screwed, chew

HAZELThe two of them frantically stand at the same time. The one called Thea grins, but it's not a friendly sort of smile, more of a challenging one as he looked at the male behind me. “I suggest you move quickly, S.” “I always do, Thea,” the Alpha drawls, his chest vibrating my back and making my wolf sigh in response. She really likes his rumbling Hum. It's almost like a purr. “Do you want to run with me, sweetling?” He asks softly. “Or would you prefer I carry you?” ‘What in the fucking world is happening right now?’ I wonder, a bit dazed by this unexpected treatment I was receiving. This wasn't what I had initially thought would be happening when I got to the shadow moon pack. All three males are staring at my wolf expectantly—which I had anticipated when hearing I would be sent to the brute wolves, except it isn't this kind of expectant glimmer I worried about seeing in their wild eyes. Instead, this Alphas appeared intelligent.'Not Feral or Brute.'Caring.'Not savage.'Pa

SPARROWThe little wolf, her tail wagging excitedly, trailed behind me as I ascended the hill towards our den. When I crouched to pick her up earlier, she stood tall, shaking out her fur with a playful grin. It seemed to be a dare from her animal, or maybe an invitation.Shrugging, I kicked off my pants and shifted. Then she happily trotted along beside me up the path. Thaddeus was right—her animal has definitely taken whole control. I can see the conflict in her eyes every time I glance at her, the general confusion as to why her wolf is so easily trusting mine.It's dangerous.I’m dangerous.But the little wolf seemed quite taken with my purr, so I continued to emanate the sound to soothe her. It's a natural reaction after observing her terror in the waves. My animal is hellbent now on protecting hers. The word Omega whispers through my mind. She doesn't smell right, but something about her is calling to all my instincts.Some wolves have fated mates.Brute wolves have a differ