All Chapters of MATED TO THE ENEMY ALPHA: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

132 Chapters

First Heartbreak

ELARA'S POVHis claws hovered just inches from my throat.I gulp. My eyes were wide with fear, and if I so much as breath wrongly…I'm dead. And the man who held my life in his hands was no other person than—Alpha Draven Blackthorn of Ironfang.*****The moon bled tonight as I watched Ironfang and my pack—Thornshade after years of hatred clash as swords and claws tear down flesh. The packs had never stood on the same ground without blood being spilled. But today, they were fighting a common enemy.The Grand Alpha had called a council meeting because of the rogue wolf known as Volkava whose recent attacks had gotten bolder. I went with my brother, Anton, who is the Beta to our Alpha— Mateo Thornshade.As I stood behind Anton, the ironfang wolves sat opposite us, their dark armor glinting under the lights. They radiated violence, and I could feel their aura from here—like predators barely restraining the urge to lunge at us. Their Alpha hadn't arrived yet.And then, there he was—walkin

Silverbloom Root

ELARA’S POVAnton wasn't healing. The wound had been fatal. He was looking pale by every passing hour. Hopefully, my mother would know what to do—I got my gift from her. She’s a gifted healer.I was wrong. My mother had run out of spells and herbs by the second day. His wounds had turned dark and he burned.Anton’s getting worse.As I press a damp cloth against his wound, Mateo comes in. “Alpha,” I said bowing.“How is he?”“Not good.” I choked back my tears. “I’m sorry, Elara. I sought help from other packs. I've asked for their most gifted healers to come. We will find a solution.” He said.“Thank you, Alpha.” I said, wiping my face.“He'll be fine,” Luna Kyra said.I didn't hear her walk in. Mateo pats my shoulder and leaves.“So,” she continued. This can't be good. Kyra's never really liked me since we were kids. “I heard you're mated to the Alpha of Ironfang—our sworn enemies. You must really be cursed, Elara.” She said with so much disgust on her face.Of course. She's come to

Mercy

DRAVEN'S POVI couldn't sleep.My mind burned. I couldn't get her out of my head. It’s been hours since I caught she be thrown in the cells, yet her scent—wild lavender, honey and something spicy—lingered. The more I tried to forget— the stronger it grew. I remember the faint feeling of the bond I felt when I held her hands…“Damn!” I muttered, rising from the bed.I was going to see the woman who removed sleep from my eyes.The guards outside stiffened as I approached her cell. When I reached her, she was awake, sitting cross-legged on the floor, hair all over her face. She didn't move.“I see you're awake,” I said, leaning against the bars.Her eyes lifted slowly, “It’s hard to sleep when my brother’s life depends on a herb I don’t have.”I smirked. “You mean the one you thought you could steal from my lands?”Her chin tilted, unflinching. “I wasn't stealing. I acted. Anton's dying, and he needs the silverbloom.” Pause. “But perhaps that would please you, Alpha.”Her tone was shar

Price Of Mercy

ELARA'S POVThe Seraphroot herb was hard to grind into paste, but I enjoyed it because it soothes the storm that had become my thoughts. It’s been two months of quiet. No attacks from Volkava and his beasts. Anton’s wounds had healed cleanly, he’s super active now. And, just when I’d started to believe that everything was beginning to go smoothly—Nyx—an apprentice healer comes through the infirmary door, a little out of breath.“Elara, you’ve been summoned to the hall,” she said.I frowned. “Alpha Mateo?”She hesitated and that made me uneasy. Then—“Ironfang.”My hands froze mid-air. “What?”“Alpha Draven is here.”The pestle dropped from my hands, rolling against the floor as Nyx goes to grab it.It'll be fine, Elara.His name sent shivers through me. I had felt weird all day— the restless pull in my chest since I woke up— and ignored it, thinking it was nothing.But it wasn't ‘nothing’ because nothing didn’t make your pulse race like this. 'Nothing’ didn’t make your entire body r

Where Sparks Begins

ELARA'S POVThe room was unexpectedly beautiful— white stone walls, silver drapes framing a wide window that overlooked the mountains and It smelled of cedar and flowers.“This is beautiful for someone who isn't welcome.” I said, admiring the big room.“You’re not. Stay inside,” Karl said, his voice firm. "No one here wants you, Thornshade. Don’t give them a reason to remember that.” And he shuts the door.For hours, I laid on the bed thinking about my family. Anton's already going crazy—I know that. We've never been apart for long. Growing up, I was attached to his hip. His friends made fun of him as he always let me tag along but he was never bothered. I wanted to be as good as him growing up. He was a star student, the skilled one, the one who made friends easiest.I laugh as I remember my father saying. “You might not know how to wield a sword or be as good as your brother but your sharp wit and sharp mouth will take you places, Elara.”I didn’t move for hours. Not even when food

Punishment

DRAVEN'S POVThe pack council meeting had gone well. Plans for fortifying the borders against Volkava and his beasts were finally in motion. I felt almost…satisfied. It was a rare feeling. Karl even said I looked pleased. “I suppose I am.” I said walking out of the hall and sipping wine.“I couldn't find Zuri at the meeting.” Karl said.“Ahh….Yes. I asked her to serve the Thornshade first punishment. I know she's been dying too.”Karl laughed and I chuckled. I told her nothing severe, just something to scare her especially after she came to me last night—a detail I confidently left out. I don't want her growing too comfortable under my roof. Just then, Zuri walks into the hall. “Here she comes.” I dismiss Karl.Earlier, when I had tasked her with this, Zuri was all smiles, promising she’d “teach the little healer her place.”So when I asked her what punishment she gave—I didn't expect what she said next—“I asked her to feed the Diremanes.”I completely froze. For a second, I wasn

Words and Bruises

ELARA'S POVTwo weeks and three days had passed since that night.Two weeks and three days since I woke up naked in Draven's bed and him dismissing me like us having sex meant nothing. Like I was some tramp.I felt humiliated. I hurriedly dressed and ran out.He hadn’t spoken to me since. Not a word, not a glance in my direction. It was like he was avoiding me on purpose, and every day, that silence gnawed at me.Thankfully, Karl had been the one handling my work schedule now. He wasn't nice to me either but at least he wasn't sending me to feed beasts that could rip me apart. I'd heard of the Diremanes before but never seen one. The moment I went close—one lunged at me and cut me but luckily it was grazed but I bled for a while. Their claws were extremely sharp but I got through to them. I wasn't expecting Draven and when he cleaned my wounds and held me—my entire body burned for his touch.The bond flared and we seized the moment but a certain Alpha would disagree.Zuri passed by t

Escape

DRAVEN’S POV“ENOUGH!” I thundered.Every muscle in my body tightened. When I looked at Elara—the sight of her, panting, claws dug into the dirt, her green eyes glowing under the moonlight— By the Gods, it did something to me. Something I didn’t want to name.I was beyond furious. I asked them both to shift back. I asked what went wrong and Zuri said Elara provoked her. I'm not even surprised.The Thornshade healer has a way of getting to you.I turned to Elara. “Really? Why?”Her reply was my people don’t like hearing truths spoken aloud.The nerve.I smirked. She keeps surprising me. Standing there bruised, her dress in tatters, trembling but the fire in her eyes struck something deeper. Damn! She was so beautiful.My restraint keeps snapping… strand by strand.Karl took Zuri away. Zuri is a skilled warrior, but surprisingly Elara was formidable in her wolf form. She was driving me nuts. I've had to mentally push her out of my mind. Everytime I close my eyes, I recall how her bo

Lior

ELARA'S POVIt was so sunny this morning as I sat with my back against the wall, watching my son wobble across the room. He almost trips…“Careful, Lior,” I murmured, smiling as he giggled before falling onto his bottom. He didn’t cry. He rarely cries. He only looked up at me with those too-knowing eyes, blinking as if the world amused him. I crossed over to him, kneeling and pulling him into my arms. He smelled of pine and earth—Ironfang scents that no amount of Thornshade herbs could mask.“Mama… outside.” Lior said pointing out the window.“My little Starling, soon. Very soon we will,” I said gently, brushing his hair back. I wanted to feel the sun. I wanted to feel the moon on my skin but the truth haunted me— no matter how far I ran, no matter how carefully I hid, fate had carved Draven Blackthorn into my son’s bones.A slight knock on the door came before Anton walked in. Lior rushes to him, staggering a little on his little feet all the while opening his arm wide to be carried

Blood Recognizes Blood

DravenTwo fucking years.That’s how long the world has been wrong.Standing at the edge of Thornshade territory, my Ironfang warriors gathered behind me, their wolves restless beneath their skin. “Let’s go,” I said as we marched into Thornshade.Alpha Mateo never disappoints. Thornshade warriors lined up. We came to a halt.“What’s the meaning of this, Draven? Why have you come here?” Mateo asks with surprise and anger.“You have what I want. Give me, and there’ll be no bloodshed today.”His brows deepens in confusion.I come down from my Diremane. But stay rooted. “Elara Everstorm. Bring her to me.”She had been here.I knew it the way I knew my own name. I had never been so sure of anything.“Elara?! Elara isn’t here,” his Luna said but that sudden flick of surprise that crossed Mateo’s face when I said her name told me everything I needed to know.“She’s not here,” Mateo repeated, voice steady, eyes too careful. “We swore this already, Alpha Draven.”She had been or was here. Fo

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