All Chapters of The Alpha's Broken human Mate : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

38 Chapters

Chapter 1: The past.

ElaraThey say love conquers all. However, love destroyed everything for me.My name is Elara Vale, and I am a slave in my father's household– not because he was weak, but because he loved too deeply. Would you like to know how I became a slave in the home where I once was a daughter? It began 10 years ago.★Ten years ago ★My father, Vincent Vale, came back from the pack war victorious. Blooded.Tired. Unbroken.Whether the fight is dangerous or not, he always returns alive.The day before, the Nightfang Pack was about to make him the Duke of Nightfang Pack—a remarkable thing, particularly considering he was a human. You might wonder why I didn’t say my pack.That is because I no longer consider myself as one of them.Perhaps I never actually was.And to put the record straight, I am not a wolf. I am human—just like my father. But even among werewolves, my father was one-of-a-kind. feared and admired despite the fact that he never had a wolf.My mother, Lydia Vale, was a werewo

Chapter 2: The box was found.

I had been careless. The box was warm that evening, restless and almost alive under the loose floorboard within my room. It always answered to strong emotions, and today, sadness had delved darker than it should have. It was the remembrance of my father’s death. I take out the box from its hiding place to hold it. For only just one brief instant. Just long enough to remind myself that he loved me enough to leave behind. That was my mistake. The door was kicked open without notice. Victor emerged from the entrance, imposing and sinister, his dark hair banded now with strings of silver. Power appeared to be a second hide to him, but his gaze fixed instantly on the box I held in my hands. “What is that?” he asked calmly. Too calmly. I hold the wood in my hand more tightly. “Noth-ing, His eyes darkened. “Bring it here.” I didn't move. With one quick action, he crossed the room and pulled it from my hands. As his hands touched it, the box turned cold. Stone cold. Dead. Vict

Chapter 3: Two plans, One Night.

★Elara★ When I got back from the market, my hands hurt really bad and my legs felt like they were on fire. The manor gates stood right ahead, tall and scary, iron bars forming long shadows on the stone path. Guards stood up straighter when they saw the baskets I was holding in my hands, they looked over me with practiced indifferences. No one offered to help. They never did. I went inside just as the sun was about to go down. The warmth I had felt in the market, brief and fragile, faded away the moment the doors closed behind me. “About time.” Lyra’s voice sounded through the entry hall. She stands near the staircase with two other noblewomen, laughter raining the moment she sees me. Her eyes roamed over the baskets, then my face, searching for fault. “You were told to be quick,” she added coldly. “I came as fast as I could,” I said, lowering my head down. “The stores were full.” She scoffed. “Excuses.” One of the women wrinkled her nose. “Is that the human?” Lyra smiled

Chapter 4: The Moon Insistence

In another clan named Obsidian Crown Pack, located at Northern Blackridge Mountains territory. We're known to be Ruthless. Unbreakable. Ancient. Symbol of A black crown wrapped in silver thorns. The Obsidian Crown Pack is not the largest pack—but it is the most feared. They do not expand. They do not negotiate. They do not lose. For over a century, no enemy pack has successfully crossed their borders and lived to tell the tale. ★Alpha Kael★ I hated ceremonies. They were pointless displays of dominance wrapped in silk and wine—things warriors didn’t need to prove their worth. And yet here I was, standing in the council hall while my mother faced us with the kind of expression that brooked no refusal. “You will attend,” she said. Her voice was calm. That was what made it dangerous. “The Nightfang Pack has extended a formal invitation. Declining it would be an insult.” “They are testing us,” I replied. “Nothing more.” My mother’s silver hair was braided tightly against her

Chapter 5: The pull.

★ Elara ★The manor changed when important guests were coming.It always did.The air grew tighter. Sharper. Like the walls were not breathing but holding it.I felt it before anyone could tell me.Before my name was called.Before the door locks would be inspected or checked once instead of twice.I was on my knees in the east corridor, cleaning the marble floors already cleaned enough to show my face back at me. My fingers ached. The skin around my nails were torn and raw, but I kept scrubbing and cleaning, because stopping meant being noticed—and being noticed was never safe for me.“Elara.”My body paused before my mind did.I flinched.And, turned slowly.There stood Lyra at the end of the hall, dressed not in silk tonight but in fitted black leather, her hair styled neatly, her eyes always sharp with purpose. Behind her, stood two guards, pretending not to see.“You are needed,” she said.Not asked.I lowered my head. “Yes.”She looked me over like one inspects something borr

Chapter 6: Triplets Crossing the borders.

At the border of Nightfang Pack which was built and marked by old stone pillars etched with warning runes—ancient symbols meant to repel enemies and announce dominance.They did neither. The moment Kael stepped passed the boundary invisible line, the forest reacted.The wind changed direction, carrying with it strange scents—pine, iron, damp earth… and something else.Something wrong.Kael stopped mid-step, his muscles tensing. “There,” he whispered.Behind him, Ronan gripped the strap across his chest tightly. “You felt it.”Silas stayed quiet t, but his eyes had darkened, pupils wide as if the world had suddenly transformed into something dangerous and intimate all at once.The pull struck again.Not violent.Not sudden.But deep—threading itself beneath skin and bone, tugging low in their cores with a persistence that made breathing feel unnecessary.Kael inhaled slowly.And froze.Human.The scent was clear.Soft. Warm. Fragile.Yet right through it was something ancient—silvere

Chapter 7: The girl in the garden.

There had been no flowers in that garden for years. The moonflowers hung their heads down to the ground where they would be supported by their tangled vines, and their soft petals once again gently bowed inward as if they had learned to neglect themselves too.At the center the stone bench cracked, with moss moving slowly into the cracked opening like time trying to wipe away memories.Elara sat there anyway.She holds her hands together tightly on her lap, her fingers shaking despite her efforts to calm them down. She could fell the cold night air on her skin, carrying the far away sounds of party laughter and music coming from the manor halls.The party had started.Candles Burns unsteadily. Glasses clink together making a sharp sound. Alphas laughed.And her mother was being held,bleeding in a cell under the earth.Elara closed her eyes shut.She could still see her mother's pale face, bruises too fresh to hide when ever she close her eyes, chains digging into her skin that had on

Chapter 8:The scent that won't fade.

Elara did not stop running until her lungs really hurt.She silently walked through servants’ door, walked past the stone pillars and the flickering candlelight, she holds her skirts in trembling hands as she ran from the garden as if it had caught fire or was on fire. Her heart beats so fastly that it felt as though it might burst out of her chest.What was that?No—Who was that?She layed her back against the cold wall of an empty passageway, sliding down slowly until she was down on the floor, breath coming in broken gasps. Her fingers dug into her collarbone, right over the place that still pain’s.It hurt.An ache—not a wound.Deep. Pulling. Alive.Elara shuts her eyes tightly, yet his face still appeared in the darkness anyway—silver eyes glowing softly, not cruel, not hungry, but knowing. As if he had discovered something within her she had spent ten years trying to hide.Mate.The word came out strong, with a chilling intensity. “No,” she murmured hoarsely, rejecting it bot

Chapter 9: Stay.

Elara barely slept. Every time she wants to, she will fill it again—that pull in her chest, steady and relentless, like a surge of feeling's that refused to calm down. She turned to her little bed, the thin blanket curled around her legs, heart racing for reasons she couldn’t explain aloud. Silver eyes haunted her thoughts. Not cruel. Not cold. Watching. Protective. Dangerous. She pressed her hand to her chest, breathing slowly. “This is just fear,” she whispered to the darkness. “ This is just fear," “That’s all.” But fear don't feel like warmth spreading through veins. Fear didn’t make her skin reacts like it remembered something it had never known. A knock sounded suddenly. Sharp. Commanding. “Elara.” Her body stiffened instantly. Victor. She came down from her bed and smoothed her dress, fingers trembling as she opened the door and lowered her gaze, just as she’d been trained to do. “Yes, Uncle.” His eyes gazed over her quickly, assessing. Calculating. The way th

Chapter 10: Threads of desire.

The scents in the garden I used to spent my childhood was faintly fading away, now filled with the scent of Jasmine and firewood. The party at the Manor had ended hours ago, only the moonlight and whispers stayed. I came here because no one could find me, And yet… I fill presence behind me. Three Shadows came out from behind the stone walls, moving with elegance. Kael.Ronan.Silas. My heart started to race as the threads that connects us tightened under my skin,Each of them stood like they had captured the moment in their minds. Kael spoke first, “ You shouldn't have come here alone," his voice low and steady. anger wasn't in his voice—just an intensity which made my chest ached. I whispered quietly. “I… wanted to think,” my voice came out small, and soft in the cold night air. Ronan's hand touched my shoulder lightly, not pressing too hard, but enough to give warnth down my spine. “And yet, here you are, thinking…dangerously. Silas eyes, mixed with silver and dark stayed on m

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