All Chapters of Marked By The Rival Alphas: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

114 Chapters

1; The Girl Who Stole a Destiny

Lyra POV"Say it again." My father's voice dropped low. That was always the warning. Not the shouting. The quiet.Kieran stood his ground, though I could see his hands trembling at his sides. Every elder, every warrior, every pack member who had gathered to celebrate my brother's acceptance into Lunar Dominion Academy was watching him now with their mouths open."I said no." Kieran's voice cracked on the last letter. "I won't go."The silence that followed was the loudest thing I had ever heard.I stood at the edge of the crowd with my fists buried in the fabric of my cloak. I watched my father's jaw tighten. Watched the muscle in his neck jump. Alpha Doran Nightbane was not a man who received the word no for an answer. Certainly not from his son."You are refusing a place at Lunar Dominion." My father said it slowly, like he was tasting something rotten. "In front of your pack. In front of your elders. You are standing here and telling me..""I'm telling you I won't be used." Kieran'

2; The Enemy Who Smelled Wrong

Lyra POVThe courtyard was enormous. That was the first thing I noticed. The second thing I noticed was that every single person in it was staring at me.No, not at me. At Kieran Nightbane. At the name I was wearing like a second skin, still unfamiliar, still slightly too large around the edges. I straightened my spine and walked forward because stopping was not an option. Showing hesitation in a yard full of Alpha heirs was the same as bleeding in front of wolves.Which, technically, we all were.They were everywhere, sons of powerful Alphas from territories I recognized from my father's war maps. Big. Dominant. The kind of wolves who had been groomed for power since before they could shift. I could feel the weight of it pressing against my chest from all directions. That particular heaviness that comes from being surrounded by people who have never been told they couldn't have something.I had been told that my entire life. I kept my face neutral and my eyes forward.You belong here

3; Too Close to the Truth

Lyra POV The room was too small. That was the problem. That had always been going to be the problem, but standing in it now with Ronan Bloodcrest breathing the same air as me, I understood it in my bones in a way I hadn't before. Two beds. One window. One bathroom with a door that didn't lock properly. Roughly the same amount of space as my bedroom at home, except at home nobody was watching me the way Ronan watched everything. Like the world was a puzzle he was personally offended by.I had barely slept.I lay on my side facing the wall and counted my own breathing and listened to him shift in the bed across the room and told myself over and over that I had survived worse than this. I had run twenty miles through winter forest with a sprained ankle. I had trained alone in the dark for years with no one cheering me on and no reward waiting at the end. I could survive a roommate.Even this one.Morning came grey and cold through the single window. I was up and dressed before Ronan mov

4; The Boy She Loved, The Wolf Who Hunted

Lyra POVCassian's eyes didn't leave my face for a long time after the patrol passed. The guards moved on, their torchlight shrinking down the path until it disappeared around the far corner, and still we stayed pressed into the shadow between the pillars, his chest close to my shoulder, the cold stone wall hard against my back. I needed him to step away. I needed space and air and approximately three minutes alone to get my scent mask back under control before it unravelled completely.He didn't step away."Kieran," he said quietly."We should go back inside," I said."Look at me.""Cassian.""Look at me."I did, because refusing would have made it worse. His gold eyes moved over my face slowly, the way you read something important, making sure you haven't missed anything. Up close he was exactly the same as I remembered and completely different. Same strong jaw, same careful mouth, same warmth that lived behind his eyes even when his expression was serious. But there was more weight

5; The Secret That Could Start a War

Lyra POVThe door came apart like it was made of paper. Wood split and the frame buckled and Ronan stood in the gap with his chest heaving and his eyes almost completely black, his wolf so far forward that the human parts of him were barely visible. His hands were braced on either side of the broken doorway and he was breathing hard and fast like he had been running.He looked at me. I was on the floor with my back against the wall and my knees pulled to my chest, trembling from the effort of holding the shift back. My eyes were glowing, I could feel the heat of them, that particular burn behind the iris that meant my wolf was seconds from taking over completely. The binding across my chest had loosened in the struggle. My scent was everywhere, filling the small bathroom, pouring out into the room beyond, impossible to miss and impossible to misread.There was nothing left to hide behind.Ronan stared at me confused. The growl in his chest died. Everything died. All the noise and fury

6; The Claim That Changed Everything

LyraI heard them before I saw them.Voices spilling out from the dining hall, low and fast, the way people talk when the story is too good to keep quiet. I caught pieces as I walked the corridor. Bloodcrest claimed him. Did you see it? Just stood there and said she's mine like it was nothing.I kept walking. Stopping would have been an admission. I pushed through the dining hall doors and the room shifted. Not all at once. One head turned, then another, then a whole table went quiet. By the time I reached the food line, I could feel the weight of every eye settling on me like something physical.I picked up a tray. I stared at the bread selection. I kept my jaw loose and my face blank and reminded myself that I had trained alone in the dark for years without anyone watching. Being watched was easier than that. It had to be.Ronan was already at the centre table. He sat with two other heirs from his territory, eating like a man who had not torn a dormitory corridor apart the previous

7: Two Wolves, One Secret

POV: LyraRonan didn't say a word to me during the rest of training. He didn't have to. I could feel it building in him the entire session, that particular stillness that wasn't calm at all but something pressing hard against the inside of a very controlled surface. He ran his drills. He sparred with a Thornfield heir and put the boy on the ground twice without breaking a sweat. He didn't look at me directly.But I felt him watching. The moment the instructor dismissed us, Ronan appeared at my shoulder like he had been standing there all along."Walk with me," he said.It wasn't a request. He took me through a side corridor off the lower yard, down a short stairwell, and into one of the equipment storage rooms. Stone walls. No windows. Shelves of practice weapons along one side. He pushed the door shut behind us and the noise of the yard disappeared.He turned around and looked at me. I crossed my arms and looked back."Say it," he said."Say what?""Don't." His voice came out low and

8; The Betrothed

LyraSable Ashveil sat at the front of the strategy session like she had reserved the seat before she arrived.She hadn't been assigned a position. Nobody told her where to go. She simply walked in, chose the chair closest to the instructor's board, set her notes down with the quiet confidence of someone who had never once been told to move, and looked up at the room like she was waiting for the rest of us to catch up.I took a seat near the back and watched her.She was sharp in the way that cut slowly. Not loud. Not aggressive. She let the instructor speak for four minutes before she asked a question that stopped the entire room, something precise and layered about territorial raid formations that made two senior heirs shift uncomfortably in their chairs because they hadn't thought of it. The instructor answered her with the particular energy of someone who was both impressed and slightly annoyed about it.She was everything I was not allowed to be here. That was the part that sat i

9; The Ranking Shifts

LyraThe board went up at dawn. By the time I reached the main corridor after morning drills, half the academy was already crowded around it. I heard the noise before I saw the list. That particular mixture of voices that meant something had happened that people had opinions about.I slipped through the edge of the crowd and found my name.Kieran Nightbane, Second overall. I read it twice. Then I stepped back and kept my face completely neutral while something warm and fierce moved through my chest that I refused to call pride. Not here. Not where anyone could see it.Ronan was first. That was expected. That was fine. The second was not supposed to be me.The reaction started slowly and then all at once. I heard my name being passed through the crowd in pieces, the way a wave builds before it breaks. Some of it was surprising. Some of it was genuine respect. And some of it, coming from a cluster near the left side of the board, was something much less generous. I already knew which cl

10; Someone Is Watching

LyraI searched the room three times. Every pocket of every bag. Every fold of every piece of clothing. Under the mattress, behind the shelf, inside my boots, along the windowsill. I did it quietly and methodically with my heart sitting somewhere in my throat and my hands moving faster than my mind wanted them to.The pouch was gone. I sat on the floor with my back against the bed frame and made myself breathe. I made myself think instead of panic, because panic was a luxury and I had never been able to afford it.Someone had been in this room. Someone had gone through my bag with enough care to leave everything else exactly as it was, which meant they had not been in a hurry and they had known what they were looking for. That was worse than a clumsy search. That was deliberate. That was someone who already had a theory and came looking for proof.Three names moved through my head in rotation. Sable. She had named the herb scent out loud two days ago, standing in a room with Cassian,

1 2 3 4 5 6

...

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP