Semua Bab Forsaken by the Alpha: Bab 1 - Bab 9

The acrid smell of burnt wood lingered heavily in the air, thick and suffocating, as seven-year-old Selene pressed her tiny hands on her ear.The voices outside her small room escalated, a mix of fury and sorrow merging in the chaos. Her hand pounded erratically, each thud reverberating like a drumbeat in her chest.“Mama?” She whispered, her voice trembling. She turned to where her mother Elana was stuffing a satchel with a few clothes and some pieces of bread.Her eyes, which were once vibrant, were now brimmed with desperation, darting to the door like she was expecting it to burst open at any given moment.“Stay quiet, Selene,” her mother urged. Her voice is sharp but breaking at the edges. Elana crouched down, cupping Selene's tear-streaked face in her trembling hands.“Whatever happens, stay hidden; do you hear me? Do not come out until I tell you to.” “But…”“No Selene!Elana's tone cracked, and her grip tightened. “Promise me!”Selene's lip quivered, but she nodded, too fright

Selene’s hands trembled as she scrubbed the worn-out sofa. The fabric was stiff from years of use; the dust caked deep into its fibres.Each of her rags seemed to leave behind more grime than it removed, but she didn’t dare stop. She couldn’t afford to. Not with the heavy weight of eyes always watching, judging her every move.This was her punishment from Alpha for slapping a pack member, a humiliating reminder of her place as a servant in the silver moon pack. The whispers and smirks from those passing by only fueled her anger, but she gritted her teeth and pressed harder, scrubbing with a ferocity that matched the storm raging in her chest.A sharp sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, heavy and deliberate. Upon hearing this, Selene's heart skipped for a moment, her breath catching her throat. She wiped her forehead quickly with the back of her sleeves, feeling the dampness from the day's heavy heart.It wasn't just the sun's warmth that made her sweat, it was the continuous fea

Damian Stormcrest walked through the castle like he owned it. Yes, he was in chargeNot because he was the Alpha, but because he had the weight of the pack on his shoulders.His tall figure, broad shoulders and a hard body made him look like he was sculpted for battles. He moved like a force in the castle, his moves were smooth, calculated and controlled. His dark hair fell a little across his forehead, which made his face look a bit softer yet tight.His eyes were gray and really piercing. They could make you stuck in one place without him saying a word. People did not look him in the eye easily, they could feel it in their bones and in their chest.Then there was the Wolf Sigil on his chest. It was not very clear but you could see it. Nobody talked about it when he was around. It was not a symbol, it was a reminder of his role in the pack.Damian Stormcrest moved like a wind, quiet. You could not ignore his presence. His wide shoulders, muscles and a small waist showed he was re

Selene's heart was racing as she walked towards Alpha Damian's quarters. Getting a summons from Alpha Damian was never a thing. She dried her sweaty hands on her shabby dress trying to calm herself down. Her mind was filled with questions. Why does the Alpha want to see me? Have I done something wrong this time?As she approached the door, she heard noises coming from the inside. It sounded like people were talking softly and there were strange sounds too. Her feet stopped moving for a second. Then Alpha Damian's voice called out. "Come in."Selene waited for a moment before opening the door. What she saw made her feel cold all over. Alpha Damian was standing near his bed. His shirt was open. Seraphina, the woman he was supposed to marry, was standing close to him, their lips locked into each other.The room felt really tense. Selene's stomach chunned, She couldn't breathe.Seraphina turned around. She looked really furious. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice mean."I was

The silence that followed was thick. It made Damian's skin prickle.Damian's senses sharpened instantly. Every instinct within him snapped to attention. The storm outside masked sounds, but not this one. This sound had been close. Too close.He looked around the corridor. It was dark and narrow. The flickering torches cast shadows on the stone walls. Whoever or whatever had made that sound hadn’t moved far.“Show yourself " he commanded. His voice was low. Carried the weight of authority.There was no response.But Damian didn’t move. He didn’t need to. His presence alone was enough to make most people tremble.Evelyn held her breath while pressing tightly against the cold wall. She hid behind the curve of the corridor, she wouldn't dare make a sound.Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. She was sure he could hear it. She hadn’t meant to make a sound. She had been careful and quite calculated.She saw him.Leaving Selene’s room.Her mind was still trying to piece itWhy was the Alph