บททั้งหมดของ THE ALPHA TRIALS: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

The man’s presence filled the room like thunder.Ava stood frozen, her heart hammering as she stared at the stranger who had burst into her home without warning, without invitation, and somehow without fear.“Who the hell are you?” she demanded, trying to keep her voice steady despite the adrenaline roaring through her veins.“I already told you,” he said calmly. “Xander Vale. Headmaster of Halewyn Academy. Your legal guardian, as of this morning.”Clara stepped between them, protective despite her shaking hands. “You had no right to come here like this.”“I had every right,” Xander replied, pulling a sealed scroll from the inside of his coat. “This decree was signed under the Northern Clan Accord. The Moon-Blessed has manifested. She belongs to the Trials now.”Ava’s breath caught. “Excuse me? I don’t belong to anyone.”He raised a brow at her. “You will. If you survive.”The fire behind his silver eyes wasn’t hostile. It wasn’t even angry. It was colder than that—dispassionate, prac

Five Alphas. One Moon-Blessed. And a hunt that could end in blood.The five of them stood before her like gods disguised in mortal skin.Ronan Drayke—the golden wildfire. Southern heir, cocky and predatory, with eyes that burned like the sun.Kian Voss—the raven prince. Northern heir, cold and elegant, wrapped in black silk and secrets.Silas Thorn—the beast. Eastern heir, tall and scarred, his presence like a thundercloud—quiet, brooding, violent.Cassian Vale—the brother. Western heir, sharp-featured and dangerous, with a grin that didn’t quite reach his eyes.And Lucien Ashbane—the serpent. Central heir, pale and hypnotic, his gaze a silent threat, his power coiled beneath every word.Ava faced them all, heart pounding.“I’m not something you can win,” she said, lifting her chin.Cassian’s smirk widened. “That’s cute. But you're in the Trials now, sweetheart. You are the prize.”“Not a prize,” Lucien said softly, circling her like a predator. “A weapon. And weapons are only useful

The past is never dead. It’s just waiting to be unlocked.The night after the Hunt, Ava couldn’t sleep.Even with the doors bolted, even with her dagger tucked beneath her pillow, she felt watched. Not by the five heirs—but by something older. Something deeper.It wasn’t fear that kept her awake.It was the pull.A soft whisper beneath her skin. A call. A memory that didn’t belong to her… but felt like hers.By morning, the Academy halls buzzed with rumors.“She outran all five,” someone whispered near the training yard.“She was marked,” another added, eyes wide. “The Bond reacted.”“She’s already choosing,” one girl sneered. “Typical Moon-Blessed.”Ava ignored them all—until she saw the white envelope on her bed.It wasn’t there before.No scent. No sound. Just... there.She unfolded it carefully, heart pounding.Ava,If you’re reading this, then the Moon has awakened you.You must trust no one—especially not the heirs.They will love you. They will betray you.You were not chosen b

Some bonds are beautiful. Some are brutal. The worst are both.Ava jolted upright in bed, clutching her chest.She couldn’t breathe.Pain lanced through her ribs—not hers. She knew her own pain. This was something shared.Silas.Her Blood Oath partner.She burst into the corridor, barefoot, barely dressed, following the pain like a thread through her soul.Down the spiral stairwell.Through the training courtyard.Into the west wing—where the healers rarely went unless blood had been spilled.She found him there.On his knees.Bleeding from a jagged wound across his back.Three deep claw marks that glowed faintly red, like they’d been made with silver-coated rage.Ava dropped to her knees beside him. “Who did this?”Silas didn’t answer. His lips were tight. His fists clenched.But his eyes found hers.“You felt it.”“Yes,” she whispered. “I felt everything.”The bond was stronger than either of them had realized.The Elders called an emergency assembly by dawn.“Someone broke into the

Blood remembers what the heart tries to forget.The Trial chamber wasn’t like the others.There were no torches. No fire. No runes carved into the floor.Just a circle of mirrors.Ava stepped forward, heart pounding. Each mirror shimmered with light that bent and blurred around her, warping her reflection until she barely looked human.Then Elder Reva's voice echoed through the chamber:“You will face the truth you’ve buried the deepest.If you deny it… you’ll remain trapped here.If you embrace it… the bond will burn cleaner.Begin.”The mirrors began to glow, each one reflecting not Ava as she was—but Ava as she could have been.The first mirror showed her younger self—innocent, fragile, before the attack that tore her world apart.She stepped closer.“You were happier before you knew who you were,” the reflection whispered.“You were weaker,” Ava replied.The mirror shattered.The second showed her with each of the five alphas—happy, in different futures. A crown of frost with Kian