Semua Bab Alpha's Secret Mate: Bab 1 - Bab 10

The ballroom glittered like a dream Aria could never touch.Golden chandeliers bathed the room in soft, honeyed light. Silk drapes framed arched windows that overlooked the midnight forest. Long tables, adorned with snow-white linens and polished silver, were filled with food no omega servant could ever dream of tasting. Nobles in deep jewel tones and sharp-cut suits swept across the marble floor, laughter curling through the air like music.And at the center of it all, he stood.Alpha King Lucien Thorne.Every story Aria had ever heard about him paled in comparison to the real thing. He was tall—easily over six feet—with a broad, commanding frame clad in sleek black tailored to his warrior’s build. His dark hair was swept back, a single rogue strand falling across his brow. A scar kissed the corner of one sharp cheekbone, only making his beauty more dangerous.She had no right to look at him.Aria crouched low behind a thick velvet curtain just beyond the archway, her heart rattling

The moonlight poured in through the narrow windows of the scullery, casting soft silver beams on the stacks of crates and barrels that filled the room. It was quiet. Too quiet. The noise of the banquet seemed so far away now, a distant hum beneath the walls of the servants' quarters. But that was the last thing on Aria’s mind.Her chest was tight. Her breathing, shallow.Lucien.She could still feel him. His presence. His power.Her hand was pressed against her mouth to stifle the wild breaths that threatened to escape her. Her heart hammered in her ribcage, too fast, too loud. Her wolf was thrashing inside her chest, aching, clawing for release, for something—anything to make the bond feel less suffocating. But there was nothing. Only the overwhelming pull toward him.Aria squeezed her eyes shut, praying it was all a dream. That maybe, if she just wished hard enough, the bond would disappear. That she would wake up from this nightmare where she was bound to someone who would never ac

The castle was a labyrinth, a maze of stone and corridors, its grandeur both a blessing and a curse. Aria had been working here for nearly two years, sweeping the endless halls, tending to the needs of the royal family, and performing tasks far below the dignity of anyone with any real standing. But she didn’t mind. Or at least, she tried not to.She’d always been a servant in one form or another—before the castle, she worked for a small family in the outskirts of the kingdom. It was a life she’d come to know well. Still, the castle was different. It was bigger, more powerful, more dangerous. And it had the Alpha King himself roaming its halls.Lucien. Alpha King Lucien.Aria’s heart fluttered painfully in her chest as she moved swiftly down the hallway, clutching a tray of silver dishes, trying not to make a sound. She was so used to the hustle and bustle of palace life, yet today was different. The day after the grand engagement ball, the echoes of that night still rang through her

The days that followed were a blur of shadows, whispers, and the unbearable tension that gnawed at Aria’s heart. The bond between her and Lucien pulled at her constantly, like an invisible thread tying her to him, even though she had no right to be near him. She spent her days hiding, keeping her head down, her thoughts a whirlwind of confusion. But no matter how hard she tried to ignore it, the pull of the bond was relentless.Every time she saw him in passing, she could feel the electricity in the air—the crackle of recognition that passed between them, the way his gaze would flicker toward her, only for a brief moment, but it was enough. That brief contact was enough to set her heart racing and her mind spiraling.It had been a week since that night—the night he had spoken to her in the hall, the night the bond had snapped into place. Since then, Lucien had been colder, more distant, but his eyes still held the fire of recognition whenever he caught sight of her. Aria could hardly

The grand hall had never felt as suffocating as it did tonight. Aria tried to keep her head down as she moved between the long banquet tables, carrying trays of food and drinks to the guests, but the weight of Lucien’s gaze was never far behind. It was as though the whole room had become a prison, its walls closing in around her with every passing second.She had hoped that the night would pass like any other, that she could fade into the background and escape the bond that seemed to pull her toward him. But the reality was far from what she wished. The moment Lucien’s eyes had met hers earlier, something had snapped inside her. The aching pull of the bond had grown stronger, tugging at her heart, and now she couldn’t escape it no matter how hard she tried.His scent was everywhere. Pine and smoke, crisp and raw, marking the very air she breathed. Every step she took seemed to lead her closer to him, even though she didn’t want to go. Even though she knew she shouldn’t.She had heard