All Chapters of The Alpha Mortal Elara : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

The night of the ceremony felt like something out of a dream, yet it was a nightmare waiting for me. The moon hung high in the sky, glowing silver against the dark velvet of night. Its light spilled over the clearing, turning the grass into rivers of frost. Every wolf in the Silverfang Pack had gathered, their howls echoing through the valley in wild excitement. Tonight was sacred. Tonight was the Mating Ceremony—the night the Moon Goddess would reveal each wolf’s fated mate.A night of joy. A night of promises. A night everyone looked forward to… except me.Because I wasn’t a wolf. I was just Elara—the weak human girl raised in a pack that never wanted me. My parents had died when I was six. Rogues had torn them apart before my eyes. I barely remembered their faces, only flashes: my mother’s soft hands stroking my hair, my father’s arms lifting me high into the air. After their deaths, the Alpha had taken me in, but not out of kindness. He’d done it out of duty—becaus

Damien’s chest burned like fire. He dropped on his knees, clutching the mate mark that refused to let him go. The whole hall froze, watching their Alpha scream in pain. He hated it. He hated that everyone saw him weak. The strongest wolf in the region, Alpha Damien of Silver Moon Pack, was kneeling like a broken man because of a human girl. A human. His wolf snarled inside him. *Reject her. She is not one of us.* But the bond pulled hard, like chains wrapping around his heart. He forced himself to stand, his body shaking. His eyes searched the hall but Elara was gone. She had run like a coward, leaving him with all the shame. “Alpha,” Beta Roland said carefully, his face pale. “The Moon Goddess… she’s binding you. You can’t reject her without a fight.” “I don’t want her!” Damien roared, his voice shaking the walls. The chandeliers above rattled. Everyone flinched at the power in his anger. “She is weak! She is human! How can I lead with a mate like that?” Murm

The night was heavy. The moon was hiding behind dark clouds like even the goddess was ashamed of me. I sat in the corner of my small room, hugging my knees, shaking. Tomorrow would be the first trial. Tomorrow the whole pack would gather just to watch me fail. I could hear their voices in my head even though the room was quiet. “She’s weak. She’s nothing. She doesn’t belong here.” Those words had followed me since I was little, and now they were louder than ever. I pressed my face against my knees and tried to stop crying, but the tears kept rolling. I had cried so much these past days that my eyes burned. It felt like my body carried shame inside my skin. My heart kept asking one question I could not answer: why was I born human? I thought about the mark on my neck, the one that tied me to Damien. It still stung every night, as if it wanted me to remember what I could never escape. I did not ask for this bond. I did not ask to be his mate. But tomorrow the trials would decide i