All Chapters of Too Broken To Be Loved : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter One Six years later It has been six years since I left my pack, considering myself a rogue moving from city to city. I have avoided the woods and other packs to prevent exposure or capture. Five years ago, I expected to have improved my situation, but that did not occur. Upon leaving the pack at seventeen, I anticipated overcoming my addiction, but the impact of my family was more severe than anticipated. Despite turning eighteen and gaining my wolf, I have not received the necessary help, and now, at almost twenty-three, I still struggle with addiction. My wolf, Samarah, has attempted to assist me, although she was not present during the abuse. She senses my ongoing distress. During our first shift, old scars reopened and healed fractures rebroken as our body transformed. Samarah is an impressive wolf, larger than the average she-wolf, with white fur and a black streak down her back, contrasting with my black hair. She has one gold eye and one blue eye, reflecting her w

Chapter threeBeing the Alpha of several packs was never my plan. I wanted a degree in substance abuse counseling and therapy, aiming for a normal life without leading a pack. This changed when rogues attacked our packs, destroying my family. Now, I'm the Alpha of three merged packs due to close territories. Fortunately, with the help of the beta families, I could still attend college and manage pack duties from my office. At twenty-six, I haven't found my mate yet. Elders urge me to choose one, but I refuse. I believe my mate is out there, whether she’s a rogue, omega, or upper class, I'll love her regardless. Spending the day at the office has been refreshing. I’ve been away with the pack on some alpha duties so being back here finally feels like some normalcy. When my secretary informed me that I have a new client today I was expecting it to be just a normal day. For some reason my wolf Axe has been on edge and very uneasy. I’ve tried questioning him why he is all out of sorts bu

Chapter FiveIt has been four days, and there has been no contact or sighting of my mate. Lenox has been investigating further information about her, but there is very little available. The most he has found out is her last known location. Which just so happens to be in this city, but where has she been staying that is a bigger question. I’m just going to have to trust that Lenox will be able to find out more info on her so I can finally be able to get to know her. As of right now this is just going to be a waiting game and pray to the moon goddess that she comes around.As I wait, I start working on the paperwork for my new clients scheduled for this week. While shuffling through the files, I find Kieara’s file and notice that Oakley Lazar referred her. I recognize his name from a previous case. I rush to the filing cabinet, find his file, and hope it has an address where she might be staying. As soon as I find the address on file, I mind link Lenox. “Lenox are you busy” “Not a

When Colton went to stand, he was very obviously pissed about Oakley’s statement before thinking properly. I jumped up to shield Oakley from the very irate Alpha who was currently stalking towards us. The moment I stepped between them, the air shifted—Colton’s growl deepened, low and warning, but his steps faltered. His eyes snapped to mine, blazing with fury and something else I couldn’t name. For a heartbeat, the room held still, everyone waiting to see whether he would push past me… or pull himself back from the edge.Slowly—almost painfully—Colton’s shoulders dropped a fraction, the rigid line of his posture loosening as he forced a breath through his nose. The growl tapered off, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. His eyes stayed locked on mine, but the fire in them dimmed just enough to let reason slip back in. I didn’t move, not yet, afraid that any sudden shift might reignite the storm simmering beneath his skin. After a long moment, Colton took a single step back, jaw clench

For a long moment, I can’t speak. I don’t even know what I’m supposed to feel. Colton’s words hang in the air between us—steady, patient, nothing like the forceful Alpha who’s been looming over my life since the moment this bond snapped into place. And that almost makes it harder. I was prepared for anger. For pressure. For him to demand something from me I wasn’t ready to give. But this… this quiet sincerity? I don’t know what to do with it.I look at him—really look at him. The tension in his shoulders has eased, his posture open instead of imposing. He’s giving me space. Me. The girl he barely knows but is somehow tied to by something ancient and powerful and completely overwhelming. And for the first time, I see the weight he’s been carrying too. The restraint. The effort. The hope he’s trying so damn hard to hide.It does something strange to my chest.“I…” My voice catches, and I have to swallow before trying again. “I appreciate that. More than you probably realize.” The wor