All Chapters of The Alpha's Fated Kiss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Elara I had no idea my life was about to end. Not literally, though some days later, it felt close enough, but the interpretation of my life that I trusted, believed in, and planned my future around was already unraveling by the time I walked into Crestwood High that morning. I just did n’t know it yet. The halls were loud, packed with bodies and voices and the smell of cheap incense and bottom cleaner. Lockers slammed. Somebody laughed too loud near the stairwell. A group of freshers ran past me like they were late to something important, and I smiled despite all that. I was late too. But I didn’t care. My heart was light, expectant, like it was carrying a secret all its own. Mark had a game this weekend, scouts were rumored to be coming, and I’d spent half the night sketching a little surprise for him, something special, something that said I see you. He’d been distant lately, but I told myself it was presumably stress. College operations, football, life. We were solid. We had

This chapter offers many points of view.AdrianI had not batted an eye against rogue Alphas.I had stood motionless as their blood seeped into the ground, burying pack members myself. I had arranged flimsy truces under full moons and shattered teeth when diplomacy failed.None of that compared to the silent torture of đứng at the front of a classroom while my buddy sat three rows back pretending I did not exist.In my thoughts, the word still felt hazardous. Buddy.The moment her lips brushed mine, my wolf accepted it. There had been no doubt, no hesitation, just acknowledgment so strong it almost compelled a shift in a packed hallway. On her lips I had tasted destiny; felt the link tighten like a steel trap around my soul.She was also seventeen years old. Someone who attends class.Human—at least she assumed so.I dismissed the class and clutched my desk, making myself to exhale slowly. The bell rang, merciful and sharp, letting a wave of bodies into the hallway. Head down, Elara f

ElaraI withheld from everyone details of the eyes in the forest.Not Chloe. Not my mother. Not even myself, not completely. Looking at it too closely could cut me open, like something too sharp to touch, so I folded the memory away.But my body kept recall of things.I was unbalanced all day as though gravity had slightly altered. My heart beat faster than normal, my patience was shorter, and my emotions rose faster than normal. Every noise seemed to touch too near to my skin. Every smell stayed.Through it all, too, he was there.Thorne, Adrian. I sensed him before I could see him.It occurred in the third and fourth period hallway. The bell had just rung, lockers closing with a thud, and voices blending together in a cacophony. I froze as I exited the science wing.Talking to another teacher, he was at the far end of the corridor.Our eyes came together as his head raised. The planet grew smaller.Though it was subtle, there was no question about it—a tug, like an invisible thread

ElaraThe moon responded to me.Not with sound but with power.It slammed into my chest like a tidal wave, driving the breath from my lungs and sending me stumbling back. Adrian cursed, grabbing me just in time, his arms tightened around me as once more my knees buckled."Easy," he said crisply. "Concentrate on me. Not the moon.I gasped, "I can't."Since at the moment the pull was intolerable. It was command rather than just light or gravity. Every cell in my body reached for it, toward something huge and old that felt like it had been waiting hundreds of years for me to show up.Selene observed with bare intensity."She's reacting," she mumbled. "She's going faster than any latent I've ever witnessed."Adrian snarled, "I told you to slow this. You're putting too much weight on her."I am not pushing," Selene responded steadily. She is running.Her phrases frightened me more than the discomfort. Heading for what?A howl burst through the trees. Not mine.Many heads turned up. The pac

ElaraThe door didn't just break.Wood broke inward as if hit by a living force, then shattered. The impact expelled the air from my lungs, a forceful surge sending fragments flying across the floor. Instinctively crouching as Adrian whirled in front of me, his body a shield, his growl vibrated right through my bones, I yelled.Three people walked amid the ruins.They lacked the appearance of rogues.They were far too deliberate, too calm.Their eyes glimmered subtly, not the wild, feral gold I'd observed in the woods, but a cooler tone, pale and silvery, like moonlight mirrored off steel. Every step they took sent a tingling shudder down my skin as they sported black coats smelling of ancient magic and blood.Council enforcers.I knew it without having heard a word.The one in the middle grinned, slow and knowing. He said smoothly, "Adrian Thorne." "Former Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack. Still in front of what is not yours.Adrian's shoulders recoiled, waves of strength coming off h