All Chapters of Alpha's True Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Hearing that, I said nothing. I quietly hung up the phone.I tried to sit up, but my head was still spinning and heavy, so I failed.Tears streamed silently from the corners of my eyes, soaking into my hair and the pillow beneath me."Fool," I whispered to myself.In my memory, even when Alex was seeing other she-wolves, he still cared about me.If I so much as cut my finger while cooking, he'd scold me for being careless and drag me to the hospital, refusing to relax until the doctor assured him I was fine.But now?He didn't even know I was lying in a hospital bed. All he cared about were those three she-wolves.A bitter smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I wiped my tears away.Yes. I should've seen it clearly by now.He would never stop chasing other she-wolves. And when he got bored of them, he'd just go looking for more, always with the same excuse—"I'm just searching for my true mate."But not once did he believe that it could be me.Not once."Excuse me, miss. This is for

Then Alex's voice exploded like a firecracker."Fiona, come to the club. Now. Or you'll regret it for the rest of your life."Hearing this, I didn't hesitate. I rushed out of the hospital without even changing out of my hospital gown.When I arrived at the club, Alex was slouched on the velvet sofa, a glass of wine in his hand, legs lazily crossed.He looked up and smirked, sipping his drink with a cold glint in his eyes."I warned you not to make trouble, Fiona. But you just can't help yourself, can you?"He stood up and slowly walked toward me, each step full of menace.I took a step back and demanded, voice trembling,"Where is my father? Did you do something to him?"My heart thudded painfully. Deep down, I already knew the answer.Alex didn't reply. Instead, his hand suddenly shot out and grabbed my jaw—hard. His grip was bruising."Where are the three sisters? Tell me now, or I swear, I'll kill you!"I struggled against him, tears stinging my eyes from the pain."I—I don't know!

The call came back fast."No travel logs for Luna. As for the guards… they vanished the next day."Alex's growl rumbled through the room like distant thunder."Keep searching!"Seven days passed.Still, no sign of Fiona.His phone buzzed constantly.Jessica. Elsa. Catherine.Their names blinked on the screen like flies circling decay.He tapped mute and hurled the phone onto the couch.The packhouse, once vibrant with Fiona's warmth, now echoed with emptiness.Gleaming obsidian floors, howling wolf-head chandeliers, imported fur-lined drapes—it all felt hollow.Every trace of her had been erased.The forest-scented candles she loved? Gone.The moss-green walls she painted herself? Covered in blood-red velvet.The armchair where her cat used to sleep? Burned in the firepit out back.Then—the doorbell rang.Alex opened it.The three sisters stood on the threshold, glittering in gold dresses, perfume choking the air."Alpha~" Jessica purred, slinking up his side."You haven't called us in

I looked up—and there he was.On the yacht anchored just across the harbor, Alex stood frozen, his eyes locked on us like a predator who'd just found his prey. His jaw tightened. Then—crash. The glass in his hand exploded against the deck, shattering into a thousand pieces, drawing startled glances from the guests around him.I turned away from the fire in his gaze."Let's go, Luke," I said softly, but firmly.The cruise ship began to pull away, slowly slicing through the moonlit waves. But his eyes didn't leave me—not for a second. His alpha aura, once magnetic, now felt suffocating… like something toxic trailing behind us, refusing to let go.A few days later, I stopped by Luke's company to deliver some documents.As I pushed open his office door, my heart stopped.Alex was there.Flanked by a group of his enforcers, his scent thick in the air—dominant, bitter, uninvited. It was the weekend, and the office was nearly empty. The energy inside, however, was charged. Electric. Dangerous