บททั้งหมดของ THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED MATE : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Hey… you must be reading this story. Or maybe you’re listening to it. Either way, hi there.My name is—Oh, wait. I almost forgot. I don’t have one.At least, not one I remember. No one ever called me by a name. I grew up answering to the same words over and over again: “Hey, you.” That was who I was. That was all I was.I guess you could call me that too. Hey you.It sounds pathetic, doesn’t it? But when you’ve never been wanted, never been claimed, never been loved, you learn to take whatever scraps the world gives you. Even if it’s a name that isn’t really a name at all.I was born into the Blood Moon Pack. Raised in it. Trained in it. For a long time, I thought I was just like the others. I thought if I worked hard enough, smiled enough, or fought hard enough, I’d belong.But the truth came crashing down the day I turned eighteen.That was the day I learned who I really was. Different. Useless. Unwanted. The day my life turned into something I wouldn’t wish on anyone.The Alpha, h

The sound came from deep inside me, low and wild, like an animal caged for too long.A growl.My growl.Heat surged under my skin, racing down my arms, curling my fingers into claws that weren’t there. My heart beat double-time, my breath came fast. The scents around me sharpened, the walls seemed to vibrate. What’s happening? Moon Goddess, what’s happening to me?Panic clawed at my throat. I tried to steady myself, but my knees buckled. Then the door behind me slammed open and a hard shove sent me flying.I stumbled into something solid, my palms slapping against a broad chest.My eyes shot up.Alpha.Cold, stormy eyes. Power rolling off him in waves. My chest tightened, and I dropped my gaze instantly, head bowing. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean—”His hand clamped around my arm, so tight it felt like my bone might crack. He yanked me forward, dragging me down the corridor. My feet scrambled to keep up, tears already burning my eyes. Inside, my prayers began. Moon Goddess, help me. Please

The drive stretched on in silence, the road twisting deeper into the woods. The trees grew taller, their branches curling overhead until the sky was little more than a gray ribbon above us.I didn’t ask where we were going. I didn’t dare.The older man in the passenger seat spoke once or twice to Alpha Mace in a low tone I couldn’t catch, and Alpha Mace would give a short nod, his eyes fixed on the road. The rest of the time, only the hum of the engine filled the space — steady, endless, heavy enough to drown my thoughts.After what felt like hours, the forest began to thin, and I caught a flicker of light through the trees. Then the car turned onto a long, winding path of stone, and there it was.A mansion — no, not just a mansion. It was something older, colder. Stone towers reached up against the gray sky, their tips fading into fog. The walls were draped with ivy, the windows glowing faintly gold in the gloom. A heavy gate stood open to let the car pass, and as we rolled through,

His presence pressed against me before I even saw him — thick, heavy, suffocating. My heart thudded so hard it hurt.No light. No escape. Just his voice… and the sound of his slow, deliberate steps approaching.Every instinct screamed at me to run. But my feet wouldn’t move.“Answer me,” he said, a whisper that felt louder than a roar.I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.And then — his hand brushed against my throat. Not hard. Not gentle either. A reminder. A promise.“This,” he murmured, leaning close enough for his breath to touch my ear, “is the last time you get to walk through my door like someone who matters.”His fingers slid away, leaving goosebumps crawling across my skin.“Tomorrow,” he continued, stepping back into the dark, “you’ll learn what you are.”The door opened behind me on its own, the draft biting at my skin.“Run back to your room, Janayah,” Alpha Mace said, almost lazily. “And pray I wake up in a merciful mood.”The moment I stumbled out, the door slammed

I stood there for a long moment after the girls left, the silence pressing down on me like a weight I couldn’t shake.My mind kept spinning—circling back to that room they called the dark room.The way the wolf had lunged out of the shadows, its fur blackened like it hadn’t seen the sun in years.The way it had pinned me down, teeth inches from my throat.The way Alpha Mace’s voice had cut through the growl—cold, furious—and the creature had stopped.And then what the healer, Sailas, had said.That the wolf was Alpha Mace’s mother.My stomach twisted.Mother or not, she had wanted me dead.I slid down until I was sitting on the floor, my back pressed against the side of the bed. The boards were cold beneath me, grounding, almost comforting in their stillness.The girl's words echoed again—You’re his fated mate.I pulled my knees to my chest and stared at the wall, my voice small and uncertain when I finally whispered,“Can you talk to me?”Silence.Not even a breath.For a moment, I a