All Chapters of Shattered By The Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Preface Zara Fen POV In Silvercrest, survival was determined by rank. Those born strong were protected by the pack. Those who proved useful found their mistakes quietly forgiven. And those who possessed true power watched the rules bend around them without question. For the rest of us, the pack made it certain that we understood exactly where we belonged. My father was an Alpha warrior. He commanded patrols, guarded the borders, and fought rogues with unwavering loyalty to Silvercrest. When the Rogue War erupted along our territory, he answered the call without hesitation. Along the line he never returned. The pack honored him for one night. Torches burned along the courtyard walls while the pack elders spoke solemnly of sacrifice and courage. Warriors raised their glasses in tribute and swore his name would never be forgotten within the history of Silvercrest. By the following morning, the pack had already begun to forget. Whatever protection his title once afforded me vanish

Chapter 2 Zara Fen POV For a moment after Alpha Lir turned away, the hall went completely silent. Then the noise returned all at once and whispers spread through the crowd like sparks in dry grass. Wolves leaned toward each other, voices low but sharp. No one bothered to hide it anymore. There was nothing left to protect. “She was rejected.” “By the Alpha himself.” “A cursed wolf really thought she could become Luna.” I stayed where I was. “I just can't believe it, fate can be so cruel.” My chest burned and my legs felt locked in place. The bond raged inside me, raw and furious, refusing to loosen. As if it wanted to make sure I would never forget what had just happened. The priests recovered first and took one step forward and struck his staff against the stone floor. The sound echoed through the hall. “The ceremony is concluded,” he announced. “Return to your places.” No one moved. Another priest glanced toward Alpha Lir. When he saw that Lir had already tur

Chapter 4 Zara Fen POV They woke me before dawn. A sharp knock hit the door once and then again, harder. Emily was already moving, her body tense as she crossed the small room. “It’s time,” a cold voice said from outside without greeting or courtesy. Emily looked at me. “Whatever happens,” she said quietly, “don’t bow your head.” I nodded, even though my stomach twisted painfully. We stepped outside into the cold morning air. The sky was still dark, faint streaks of gray cutting across the horizon. Fires burned low across the settlement, casting long shadows over the stone clearing at the center of Dawnridge. Wolves were already gathering around. They formed a wide circle around the clearing, speaking openly, eyes sharp with curiosity. This was not a ceremony, there was no reverence here. This was judgment and I felt it immediately. The weight of being watched and measured. Emily walked beside me until a guard stepped into her path. “Only the one on trial,” he said. Emi

Chapter 6When I finally woke up the frantic noise of the clearing was was gone replaced by a steady rhythmic thump creak of a wooden lump.I wasn't in a cell but in a small sun-drenched attic room above the pack’s textile workshop. The air smelled of lanolin, dried lavender, and cedar scents so clean they made the memory of the boundary woods feel like a fever dream.My arm was bandaged tightly in clean linen. The fever from the feral bite had broken three days ago, leaving me weak but, for the first time in my life, remarkably still."You're awake," a voice said.It was an older woman sitting by the window, her fingers moving with practiced grace as she carded wool. She had the steady, grounded scent of a wolf who had seen too many winters to be easily impressed."Alpha Silas said you’d be hungry when the cloud finally lifted," she said, nodding toward a bowl of thick broth on the bedside table. "I’m Martha. This is my shop. He decided that if you’re going to stay, you might as well

Chapter 8Alpha Lir POVWe arrived at Downbridge gate, and their guards were stiff enough not to bow and that was the first thing that grated on my nerves. At Silvercrest, the gates parted like the Red Sea when my motorcade approached. Here, two guards in a dark heavy combat suit made from a strange, dull-looking fabric stepped into the road and forced my driver to roll down the window."Identification," the guard said in a flat voice. He didn't care about the Silvercrest symbol on the hood."You’re speaking to Alpha Lir," Marcus snapped from the passenger seat.The guard checked a tablet. "Alpha Silas is expecting a trade delegation from Silvercrest. Park in the secondary lot afterwards you will be escorted to the Great Hall on foot."I felt the growl vibrating in my chest at the thought of walking on foot."Do it," I commanded Marcus, my voice tight.As we walked through the settlement, I realized the drone photos hadn't done this place justice. There was a vitality here that Silver