All Chapters of The One He Chose: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

PrologueThey said exile was the end of a wolf’s story, but for Henry, it became the beginning of another.He was only a boy when the Blue Moon pack turned their backs on him, when his mother was accused of sins she never committed. He remembered the cold of the forest, the echo of his mother’s weeping, and the sting of betrayal carved deeper than any claw.But the world outside the pack did not devour him. It cradled him in strange, human arms. He grew, not as a warrior of his kind, but as a boy caught between two worlds—mocked as a rogue, whispered about as cursed, yet watched by eyes he did not understand.The scholarship should have been a blessing, a chance to disappear into books, into anonymity. But fate was crueler, or perhaps kinder, than Henry ever imagined. The principal saw him not as a rogue, but as something more. The Alpha, newly restored, began to circle back, claiming ties to his blood. And in the middle stood Henry—broken, quiet, and unwilling to believe he could eve

The Whispers in the HallsThe scholarship letter had promised Henry a chance at a new life.Instead, his first day felt like a cruel joke.The school was massive, its gates stretching high like iron guardians, the walls polished with the pride of generations of wealth. This wasn’t just a school—it was an empire, filled with children whose bloodlines traced through money, power, and influence. Henry stood at the entrance with his mother’s old backpack slung over his shoulder, clutching the strap like it was the only familiar thing in the world.He told himself to breathe.“You’re here because you earned it,” he whispered, steadying his voice.But the whispers started long before the first class.“Isn’t that him?”“The rogue’s son?”“Didn’t his mother get thrown out of Blue Moon? I heard she was—”Henry forced himself forward. He kept his eyes locked on the floors, ignoring the stares that clung to him like claws. He wanted to shrink into nothingness, but instead, he lifted his chin. If

The whispers began with glances. Fleeting across hallways like secrets carried by the wind. By the second week of Henry’s scholarship, the manners of Blackwood Academy wasn’t just envy—it was vibrating with speculation.The scholarship boy, the exile’s son, the rogue-born Henry… had somehow become inseparable from the principal.At first, no one dared speak it aloud, students simply watched. They saw the way Principal lingered near Henry longer than with anyone else. How Henry was summoned to his office more often than the prefects were. How the man’s eyes softened whenever Henry was around. And then, the murmurs began.By lunch break, they had transformed into wildfire.“Have you seen them together? Like, really together?” one girl whispered, her eyes wide as she leaned across the cafeteria table.“I saw it. Yesterday. He walked Henry out of the library himself, smiling. He never smiles at anyone,” another replied, lowering her voice but failing to hide the excitement.Across the roo

Years slipped away like rain dripping down a windowpane—slow enough to be felt, fast enough to be gone before Henry could hold them.By the time he turned eighteen, Blackwood Academy no longer felt foreign. He had grown into its halls, carved his place in its classrooms, earned the respect of professors who once looked at him with a veiled doubt. His brilliance could no longer be ignored, and his name appeared on every academic honor roll.And yet, in the shadows of that success, whispers still clung to him.The scholarship boy who never left the Principal’s side.The exile’s son who was still fed, clothed, and sheltered by another man’s charity.The boy whose future was whispered about far more than it was ever asked of him.Henry had learned to endure it. He had no other choice.The apartment Adrian had given them became more than a shelter; it became their life. Rent was never late, the fridge was never empty, and Evelyn—his mother—never once had to scrub dishes in restaurants or w