All Chapters of The Alpha's Chosen: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aprils POVWe sat cross-legged on the bed, paper plates balanced on our knees as we ate the takeout Dylan had picked up when I was sleeping last night. The meal was simple—soggy fries and sandwiches that tasted more like cardboard than food—but it felt like a feast because I had not eaten a full meal in what felt like forever. Every bite was soaked in the weight of what was left unsaid. Dylan didn't look at me much as we ate, and I didn't try to catch his eye. We both knew this was our last shared meal, and the silence was loud enough to drown out anything else.By the time we finished, exhaustion had wrapped around me like a heavy blanket. It had been so long since I'd laid on an actual bed, and I was too caught up in my emotions yesterday to really fully relish the comfort of sleeping in a bed; damn, I missed it. It's not until you lose the privilege of certain things that you really get to appreciate them, and I, for one, was never going to take for granted a good bed and food ever

Aprils POV The constant search had drained me physically and mentally. Three months had passed since I started hunting for any trace of my parents, and still, nothing. The thrill I had when I first ran away from my pack was long gone. It had turned into something darker, more desperate, as if chasing a shadow that always stayed just out of reach. My body ached from constant movement, and my mind was weighed down by the disappointment of every dead end.It was tough, I knew it was not going to be easy, but I didn't think it would be this tough. It was like they did not exist, but I would never stop looking and searching for them even if it took me twenty years; it was not like I had better things to do.Snow could sense my frustration, as always. The bond between us ran deep, stronger than ever, but even she seemed to be growing weary of the endless grind. She had stopped talking so much, just occasionally offering a soft hum of reassurance in my head.I sensed she was slowly giving u

Aprils povThe next few days at the bar were a blur of laughter, the clink of glasses, and the ever-present hum of conversation. I fell into a rhythm: serving drinks, listening to stories, and keeping an ear out for any whispers of rogue activity. Snow was always at the back of my mind, her senses merging with mine, ready for any hint of danger.It had been a week since the stranger—tall, broad-shouldered, with eyes that held the intensity of a storm—had last appeared. The way he had leaned over the bar, his voice low and velvet-smooth as he asked, "What are you?" sent a shiver down my spine. Even now, I could feel the prickle of unease at the memory."He's dangerous," Snow warned, her voice laced with a growl."I know," I had whispered under my breath. It was late, and the crowd was thinning out as the night edged closer to dawn. My fingers brushed over the polished wood of the counter, grounding myself as I scanned the faces. Humans are all blissfully unaware of the supernatural cu

APRILS POVThe dream started like a ripple across a still lake—subtle, soft, almost unnoticeable. I stood in a meadow bathed in silver moonlight, the stars above glittering like diamonds scattered across the heavens. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and pine, and the world felt… alive. Every leaf, every blade of grass, seemed to hum with an energy I couldn't explain.Then she appeared.The Moon Goddess.She was radiant, her silvery-white hair flowing like a waterfall down her back, her eyes glowing with an ethereal light. She was terrifying and beautiful, an otherworldly presence that made me feel small yet inexplicably safe."April," she said, her voice like a melody that resonated deep within my soul. "You have questions, and I have come to provide answers."I couldn't speak. My mouth felt dry, and my throat tightened with emotion. This is the third time the Moon Goddess has appeared to me. Still, somehow, this felt more personal and intimate, as if she were my best frien

APRILS POVThe kiss was electric, an explosion of heat and longing, pulling us together like magnets, but it shattered the fragile moment just as quickly.Cassius pulled back first, his breath ragged, his hand still lingering at the back of my neck as if he wanted to pull me back to him, but his own restraint held him in place.For a split second, there was nothing but the sound of our heartbeats in the air, racing in sync, but just as quickly, the space between us grew. His eyes, dark with something I couldn't quite understand, flickered away from mine. The weight of his gaze felt like it was pressing down on me, suffocating the air between us.I didn't move. I didn't say anything. But I could feel his reluctance, his hesitation, like a wall that suddenly appeared between us.His voice was low, almost rough when he spoke. "That... was a mistake."The words stung, sharp as a blade, cutting through the buzz of heat still crawling beneath my skin.A mistake?This guy just called my firs