All Chapters of The Alpha broken mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

“You’re nothing! You’re useless! You should have died with your parents!”The cruel words echoed in my mind as I jolted awake, my heart hammering against my ribs. The same nightmare, the same voice, Luna Morgan venomous tone that had haunted my sleep for six years. My body trembled as I lay curled in the old trunk beneath the back staircase, surrounded by moth-eaten tablecloths.This cramped storage space had been my bedroom every night since that terrible day. Somehow, my tormentors never found me here, though I could hear the pack elite searching the halls above. Through the damaged grate, I would crawl past decades of discarded furniture to reach this hiding spot, the only place where I felt marginally safe.But even here, sleep brought no peace. Most nights, I was plagued by memories of the attack that killed my parents, of the pack elders’ accusations against my father, of the flames that consumed our home with me trapped inside. Yet recently, my dreams had shifted. Instead of ni

“Settle down! I will never touch a shewolf and you know it! No matter how long we must wait for her” I reminded my wolf, his constant whining of me finding our mate, was getting on my nerves.“You better not, we are getting closer, I can feel it” he replied.“I hope you are right, Excalibur, these dreams we keep having must mean she is near. The moon goddess wouldn’t be cruel enough to dangle such a gift only to take it away”The pressure weighs heavy on my chest. I need to find her soon. My position as Alpha depends on it. The pack elders have made it clear that an unmated Alpha cannot lead indefinitely.The photographs they sent of eligible females made my stomach turn. Plain, weak, desperate. None of them worthy of standing beside an Alpha of my caliber. But I felt like there was Luna there, that I will be attracted to.Sitting back in my seat, I block out Excalibur, and remember last nights dream.I’m in wolf form, running and running but always in the same woods. Woods I’m not fa

The euphoria of finding my mate’s scent still coursed through my veins as I dressed, but patience had never been my strong suit. The luncheon could wait. I needed to find her now, before the formal introductions and political posturing began. Every instinct screamed at me to track down the source of that intoxicating cinnamon and apple scent.“Where are you going?” Gareth asked as I strode purposefully toward the door.“To find answers,” I replied curtly, not slowing my pace.The pack house was larger than I’d initially realized, with multiple wings spreading out from the main structure. I followed my nose, letting Excalibur guide me through corridors that grew progressively shabbier as we moved away from the guest quarters. The polished marble floors gave way to worn stone, and the ornate light fixtures were replaced by bare bulbs.“This way,” Excalibur urged, his excitement palpable. “She’s close.”The scent grew stronger as I descended a service staircase, leading me deeper into wh