All Chapters of Unseen Sparks: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

- Emory -The sun had barely dipped below the horizon when the distant rumble of engines signaled their arrival. My senses prickled—the anticipation, the tension, the underlying hunger for what was to come. I stood rigid in the hall, muscles coiled tight, every nerve tuned to the moment of my ascension, of stepping into the role I was born to claim, Alpha. Today was the day I would show them I was ready. Today was the day i would finally be seen as an Alpha, not just the Alpha's son.The sound grew louder, and then a sleek, dark figure of a car pulled up outside the compound. From the window, I saw it—an elegant vehicle, its windows tinted, a symbol of power. It slowed to a stop, and the door swung open. Out stepped Alpha Dominic of the Ice Meddow Pack, tall and commanding, his dark eyes scanning the grounds with a calculating gaze. Beside him, his daughter Alice, her face guarded but her posture regal, her eyes flickering with a mixture of defiance and something else.My father, Matt

- Emory - The days that followed were thick with tension. We sat late into the night, poring over maps, legal documents, and whispered strategies. Our minds were set: we needed Alice back, and we had to do it carefully. An alliance with the Ice Meddow Pack was risky, perhaps even dangerous, but it was the only way to ensure her safety—and to prevent further chaos.Finally, we devised a contract—strict, binding, and clear. We invited Dominic and Alice to meet again, this time with a formal agreement. My voice was steady, my resolve firm. “You win, we will agree to an alliance, but I want her back. No more games.” I hung up before Dominic could answer, knowing he will attend. A few days later, under the guise of diplomacy, Dominic agreed to meet. He arrived with Alice, who looked exhausted—her eyes red-rimmed, her face pale. She carried a single suitcase, a battered thing that looked like it had seen better days. She had been allowed almost nothing—her father’s cruelty had left her fe

- Emory -Alice looked lost—confused and hurting in ways I couldn’t fully understand. When I led her to the room, I could see she was trembling, her eyes wide with fear. I didn’t mean for her to think I was rushing her into anything—certainly not for her to believe she had to sleep with me right away, or that I expected her to accept being my mate immediately. But her fear was clear, and that made my stomach tighten.I saw her flinch when I pressed my lips to her forehead. That small gesture was meant to comfort her, to show I cared, but her reaction cut deeper than I expected. I didn’t want her to recoil from me—she’s my mate, my world now. How could she flinch from me? Was her bond with me not as strong as I felt it? Or was she just scared, overwhelmed by everything that had happened?My wolf, Nixon, had been quiet since she arrived. Usually he was outspoken and direct, i thought he would have been eager—hungry—to mark her, to claim her. I could feel him stirring beneath the surface

- Emory -I sat quietly in my father's room, watching as he layed there, looking weaker than I’d ever seen him. His face was pale, his breathing shallow—pain etched into every line. I knew it wouldn’t be long now. The ache in my chest was familiar; I’d known for a while that I’d be stepping into the alpha role soon. Still, it didn’t make it any easier to see him like this. I loved my father dearly, and the thought of losing him was almost unbearable. But I also knew he was tired. It was time.The others followed behind me—Liam, Angora, and Alice—each of us feeling the weight of the moment. I’d been curious about Alice’s discovery earlier—her confusion about her wolf, her reactions. It wasn’t every day you met someone who’d spent her entire life unaware of her true nature. I wanted to know why her wolf had been suppressed, why she’d never met Lyra until now.When we entered, my father’s gaze shifted to us, his eyes tired but warm. I asked Angora and Liam for privacy while we spoke to m

- Alice - The next few days flew by in a blur of quiet adjustment. I was starting to settle into the pack—people making eye contact, even speaking to me. It was strange, almost surreal. Lyra felt whole, like she could finally shine free, and I’d even been able to shift on the full moon to join the pack run. It was liberating, like I’d been destined to become this version of myself all along.Angora, ever perceptive, suggested we needed a calm, normal afternoon after so kmany changes. So, Emory, Liam, Angora, and I settled in to watch a movie. Liam sat at the end of the couch, Angora perched on her swivel chair, and Emory laid back on the sofa with me resting on his chest. Everything felt oddly normal—comfortable, even.But then I felt it—an ache deep inside, a sudden tear at my heartstrings. Intense pain surged through my chest, and I instinctively rolled off Emory onto the floor, trying to ride out the wave. My mind went fuzzy, disoriented, as if the outside world had vanished. Was