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All Chapters of The Alpha’s Reluctant Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter One

The sky wept fire the night the Silver Crest Pack fell.Not rain, not snow but fire. It dripped from the heavens like molten sorrow, lighting the sacred mountains with flames that danced like devils across the trees. Smoke curled into the cold night air, thick and choking. And beneath it, raw, panicked, desperate, screams echoed through the valley like the wails of the dying stars. A blood moon hung swollen above the world, its crimson hue casting the snow-strewn earth in a sickly glow. It should have been a night of communion, a night of prophecy and peace, when Moonborne wolves gathered to sing beneath the stars and receive their gifts from the divine. Instead, the ground ran slick with blood, and the bones of prophecy cracked under the boots of traitors. Laura ran. Her bare feet tore through bramble and frost. Her breathing came ragged, but she didn’t stop. Couldn’t. The infant strapped to her chest whimpered softly, the only precious thing Laura had left in a world colla

Last Updated : 2025-04-26

Chapter Two

IVY’S POV The stench of manure clung to me like a second skin. My fingers ached from scrubbing the stable floors, the rough bristles of the old brush tearing into the cracks of my raw knuckles. My knees throbbed against the cold, hard ground, but I didn’t stop. I never stopped. Not unless I wanted another mouthful of dirt. Not unless I wanted them to say it again. “Freak.” “Cursed.” “Wolfless.” I dipped the brush into the bucket and kept scrubbing. “Faster, freak,” a voice snapped from behind. I didn’t need to turn. I knew it was Lucy the daughter of the beta, born with a silver spoon and a silver tongue sharp enough to cut through steel. Her scent always hit first: lavender and power. Her voice followed close behind, laced with disdain. I said nothing. I didn’t stop scrubbing. She didn’t like that. A hard kick sent the bucket flying, water spilling across the floor and soaking the hem of my skirt. I flinched, just slightly, just enough for her to know she’d gotten

Last Updated : 2025-04-26

Chapter Three

Kane Blackwood’s POVThey say the Silver Crest Pack was once mighty. Wolves touched by moonlight. A lineage steeped in prophecy and pride. But when I looked at their lands now, all I saw was rot.The wind carried the stench of decay. Not the kind that lingered in corpses, but the moral kind, the filth of liars cloaked in tradition, a once-noble bloodline strangled by its own vanity. Their buildings, though tall and old, stood like brittle bones. Their warriors, armored in rusting pride, watched us arrive with trembling hands.They lined up in front of their territory gates like cowards when we crossed the border. Some tried to look bold, but I could smell fear in the sweat beneath their armor. The alpha, if he even deserved the title stepped forward with a forced calm. His hair had gone white, but not from age. It was the kind of white bred by fear, shame, and too many nights lying to his own people.“Alpha Blackwood,” he greeted, dipping his chin just low enough to be insulting. “You

Last Updated : 2025-04-26

Chapter Four

IVY’S POVThe screams had faded, but they echoed in my bones.Smoke clung to the sky like mourning veils, thick and unrelenting, curling into the hollow spaces of my lungs. I stood there in the ruins of everything I had ever known, though calling it a life felt like a stretch. The Silver Crest Pack lay in shambles behind me, reduced to ash and soot, flame and silence. Only hours ago, it had been alive with cruelty. With rules. With barking orders and bruises that never quite faded.Now it burned.I should have felt something. Maybe like a relief, asurge of Justice or even guilt for not caring that they were dead. But I felt nothing. Nothing but the weight of exhaustion pressing into my spine and the scent of charred flesh baking into my skin. My knees were bleeding from falling again and my dress, that same tattered thing I’d worn for nearly a year, had caught a lick of flame near the hem. I hadn’t noticed until the fire died out on its own.I was still.Still as stone, as ghosts, a

Last Updated : 2025-04-26

Chapter Five

IVY’S POVThe silence was the worst part. Not the fire, not the capture, not even the eyes that wouldn’t meet mine. Just… the silence. We arrived at Nightfall just after dawn. The wagon creaked and groaned beneath me as the woods fell away and the trees gave birth to something colder, sharper. I’d never seen a pack like this. Even in the stories whispered between stolen breaths in Silver Crest, Nightfall had always been an enigma. A name more than a place. An idea more than a home. But it was real and it was terrifying. Massive stone walls rose ahead like sleeping giants, crowned with steel and shadow. The gates were black iron, adorned with symbols I couldn’t decipher—ancient, looping, carved with deliberate menace. Two towers flanked the entrance, each with sentries watching us like owls poised to strike. The closer we got, the more it felt like stepping into a myth. A dark, sacred one no child should ever repeat. And yet here I was. No chains, no ropes, just silence

Last Updated : 2025-05-02

Chapter Six

IVY’S POV The silence in Nightfall was nothing like Silver Crest. At Silver Crest, silence had meant danger, something sharp creeping up behind you, a slap, a shove, a punishment. But here, it was thick, cold and pressing. I had been in the Nightfall Pack house for days now, maybe a week. Time blurred. There were no familiar rhythms, no harsh morning bells, no kitchen smoke to choke on, no snarling elders to dodge, and yet, I felt just as caged. They didn’t torture me, but they didn’t speak to me either. The warriors who brought me here dropped me off like cargo. One woman handed me clothes, simple but clean, a pair of soft pants, a tunic, and boots that actually fit. Another brought food, steamed vegetables, warm bread, broth. They didn’t force me to eat, but I did. Hunger clawed too loudly to ignore. Still, no one said a word. Not even to ask my name. I slept in a room too nice for someone like me. It wasn’t grand, but it had a bed, a window, a basin for water. Blankets that s

Last Updated : 2025-05-03

Chapter Seven

IVY’S POVKane’s words echoed in my mind: “If she’s the one… we’re all damned.” The weight of that sentence pressed down on me, more suffocating than the silence that had become my constant companion in Nightfall. I retreated to my room, the walls closing in as questions swirled. What did he mean? Why would my existence spell doom? Sleep eluded me. Each time I closed my eyes, visions assaulted me: flames consuming forests, wolves howling in agony, shadows stretching across the land. And always, Kane stood at the center, his eyes filled with torment. The bond between us pulsed erratically, a tether pulling me toward him, then pushing me away with equal force. It was as if the universe itself couldn’t decide our fate. Determined to find answers, I ventured deeper into the Nightfall compound, seeking out the ancient archives rumored to hold the pack’s oldest secrets. Dust-laden tomes and scrolls lined the shelves, their contents whispering of prophecies and curses. One pas

Last Updated : 2025-05-04

Chapter Eight

IVY’S POV The crimson light still lingered in my mind long after the ground stopped trembling. Its aftershock burned behind my eyes like an omen, a warning I didn’t yet understand. Kane and I had barely spoken a word since the incident in the relic chamber. He’d shut down again, rebuilding his fortress of silence and stone walls, as if my presence alone was a threat to his control. But something had changed. The bond pulsed stronger now. At times, it felt like a second heartbeat in my chest echoing his rage, his confusion, his restraint. I could feel him even when he was nowhere near me. And worse, I could feel the moments when he thought of me. When guilt flared. When want stirred. It wasn’t just a tether. It was a wildfire with no end. And Kane? He was pretending it didn’t exist. The days passed in a blur of suspicion and stares. Whispers followed me through the halls like trailing smoke. “She shouldn’t be here.” “She’s dangerous.” “Why hasn’t the Alpha dealt w

Last Updated : 2025-05-05

Chapter Nine

IVY’S POVThe storm didn’t wait for dawn.It broke inside me the second Kane said fate didn’t care what we believed but only what we became.That sentence stayed with me like poison.What did that mean for someone like me, who never had the luxury of becoming anything at all?For as long as I could remember, I’d been passed around like an afterthought like a ward, a mistake, a burden too heavy for anyone to carry. Families took me in out of duty or pity, but never love, never choice. And just when I thought maybe just maybe fate had delivered something that felt like mine, it rejected me all over again.Kane wasn’t just avoiding the bond.He was avoiding me.And I didn’t know if I could survive that again.I left his quarters without another word, choking on emotions I didn’t want to name. The walls of Nightfall closed in tighter with every step. Whispers crawled out of shadows, feeding the doubt clawing at my throat. Faces blurred in my vision. Wolves I’d never harmed looked at me li

Last Updated : 2025-05-06

Chapter Ten

IVY’S POVThe dining hall had never felt safe, but that morning, it was suffocating. Too many eyes. Too many whispers behind half-eaten bread and mugs of scalding coffee. I’d become a spectacle, an unspoken threat they didn’t understand and didn’t want to. Even the wolves who used to offer me cautious nods now looked away when I passed. Like my existence was contagious. I sat alone, as always, tucked near the far end of the long wooden table, trying to pretend I didn’t feel the weight of every glare. They didn’t need words. Their silence screamed loud enough. The tray in front of me steamed eggs, toast, fruit, and a mug of tea. Nothing unusual, nothing threatening. But my stomach twisted with unease. Maybe it was the restless night, or the fact that Kane hadn’t spoken to me since I stormed out of his room. Maybe it was something else. I stared at the food. A second too long. A scent too faint to name stirred beneath the steam. Then came the dizziness. It wasn’t immed

Last Updated : 2025-05-07

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