Chapter One - Fire and Fate

Isabella’s POVThe paper in my hand felt like a loaded weapon—heavier than my rifle, heavier than any mission I’d ever carried out.“I’m resigning, sir.”Colonel Reddick looked up from his desk slowly, eyes narrowed behind silver-rimmed glasses. “You’re serious?”“Yes.” I handed over the letter. My fingers didn’t shake. I didn’t let them.He stared at it like it insulted him. “You’re one of the youngest, fastest promoted soldiers in this unit. After everything you’ve achieved? Now you’re walking away?”“I’m not walking away,” I said. “I’m walking toward something else.”He didn’t ask what. He already knew.“Your father wouldn’t have approved.”“My father’s dead.” I interrupted. The words sat like ice on my tongue. “His death doesn’t change the fact that he raised you for this.”“No. He raised me to be his version of strong. But I want to find out what my strength is.”I saluted him one last time. “Thank you for the training, sir.”Then I turned and walked away—head high, spine strai

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Chapter Two - Bound

Isabella’s POVThe air in the club was thick with lust and heat, but nothing compared to what I felt when his hand touched mine.Arseñio’s fingers wrapped around mine like they were made to fit. Calloused. Warm. Commanding.“Come,” he said.I didn’t ask where. I didn’t need to. My body obeyed before my mind could catch up.He led me through a back corridor, through a door guarded by a man who bowed his head without question. We climbed a spiral staircase and emerged in a private suite above the dance floor. Music pulsed beneath us, but here, it was muffled — replaced by the sound of my own heartbeat.He locked the door behind us.When I turned to face him, he was already unbuttoning his black shirt.Tattooed muscle flexed with every movement—his chest sculpted like carved stone, each line etched by the gods. Dark ink curled over both arms—wolves, symbols, ancient script I didn’t recognize. But it was the crystal-shaped marking on the left side of his chest that stole my breath.It pul

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Chapter Three - The Regret

Isabella’s POVThe air was cold.Not because of the temperature, but because reality had slapped me in the face and stolen all warmth from my skin.I sat at the edge of the massive bed, naked, the sheets twisted around my waist like they could somehow cover my shame. His scent was everywhere — on my body, in my mouth, between my thighs. His breath still echoed in the room like a curse.And he stood there. Shirtless. Proud.Like he had won something.Like I was the prize.Arseñio Dicaprio… the Alpha Beast.The man in every ancient hunter’s journal. The monster whispered about in barracks. The cursed one. The one no woman survives.But I had.And worse—I had marked him.My fingers brushed the side of my neck, still wet with dried blood. The sting of his bite pulsed like a brand. I looked at him — the way he stood in front of the window, bare chest rising and falling, arms crossed like a god of war, eyes fixed on me. My heart thudded.“What… what are you?” My voice cracked, barely above

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Chapter Four - The beginning of the End

Isabella’s POV I woke to darkness.The room was still. Too still.The silk sheets stuck to my bare skin, damp with sweat and something else—regret. I reached for the warmth I swore was beside me, but the space was cold. Empty. Arseñio was gone.For a second, I stared at the ceiling, paralyzed. Then everything hit me at once.His touch. His scent. His voice, low and commanding. The way our bodies had moved like we were built for each other. The blood. The bite. That mark glowing mark on his chest like something divine and damned all at once.I sat up, and pain sliced between my thighs. A reminder. I bit my bottom lip hard enough to taste blood. My legs trembled when I stood. My body was wrecked—used in the most carnal, sacred way—and yet I’d never felt more owned.He was inside me still.Not just physically.Spiritually.Emotionally.I stumbled to the bathroom and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My eyes looked haunted. My lips were bruised. My neck… marked. I traced the bite

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Chapter Five - Chaos and Claiming

Isabella’s POV Pain.Raw. Blistering. Unrelenting.It wasn’t just in my bones—it was in my soul.My scream ripped through the walls of Anthonia’s apartment, too inhuman to be mine. My spine cracked, limbs convulsed, and I felt my skin stretch like it didn’t belong to me anymore.Then… silence.And then—power.The moment it was done, I stood on four legs. My body trembled, sleek silver fur rippling with each breath. I looked down at myself, unable to believe the truth: I had shifted.My wolf was stunning—larger than I imagined, eyes burning with a glowing golden light. Something ancient stirred in my blood. My senses sharpened. I could hear Genesis sobbing behind the locked door, smell the salt of Jethro’s sweat, the incense burning in Anthonia’s secret room.And I could feel him.Arseñio.Coming.Fast.His scent struck me like lightning—spice, power, and danger all wrapped into one. I growled low in my throat, but it was too late.The window exploded.Glass showered the room like rai

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Lahat ng Kabanata ng MATED TO THE ALPHA BEAST : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 5

Chapter One - Fire and Fate

Chapter Two - Bound

Chapter Three - The Regret

Chapter Four - The beginning of the End

Chapter Five - Chaos and Claiming