All Chapters of Mated to the Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Moana’s POVThe forest was so quiet that I could hear the snow falling on the leaves. I was on my knees in the cold dirt. The golden light was still glowing between my chest and Alpha Eldrick’s heart. It felt warm, like a soft blanket, but I was shaking with fear. I looked up at the high stone ledge. Eldrick stood there, looking down at me. His face was not kind. It was full of a dark, angry fire."Please," I whispered, though my voice was too small for him to hear. I wanted to tell him that I was not my father. I wanted to tell him that I had worked hard for ten years to show I was a good wolf. But the words stayed stuck in my throat.Eldrick took a step closer to the edge of the rock. He looked at the golden cord. Then he looked at the hundreds of wolves watching us. "Look at her," Eldrick shouted. His voice was like a crack of thunder. "Look at the mate the Moon Goddess has given to your Alpha."A woman in the front row laughed. It was a mean, sharp sound. "She is a servant!"

Moana’s POVSela stepped closer. She sneered at me. “So you really thought you would become Luna? Pathetic.”Elara kicked my side lightly, just enough to make me stumble. Ava laughed loudly. I tried to wipe the water off my face, but my hair stuck to my cheeks, while my dress was wet and cold. I felt everyone looking at me like I was nothing.“Look at her,” Sela said. “A rat who cleans floors.”“She really thought she could be Alpha Eldrick’s mate,” Elara said, laughing.I stayed on my knees, holding the brush like it could protect me. But it didn’t help.Sela pushed me again, making all of them laugh loudly. Finally, Sela glared at me.“You can never become Eldrick's Luna,” she said. Then she walked away. Elara and Ava followed, still laughing. I sank to my knees in the wet water as my body shook. The hall was quiet again, but I felt cold and humiliated.I finished scrubbing the floor quickly, hoping no one else would see me and humiliate me like the girls did.My bones ached, and

Moana’s POVThe guard’s fingers dug into my bruised shoulders like iron claws, wrenching me away from the door. I stumbled, my worn boots losing their grip on the polished floorboards."Look what we have here," the guard sneered, his voice cutting through the heavy silence that had fallen over the Alpha’s study. "The little rat is eavesdropping."The door to the study swung fully open, and the scent of ash, cedar, and raw, suffocating power flooded the hallway. Eldrick stood in the threshold. His dark hair was wild, his black shirt open at the collar, revealing the frantic pulse vibrating against his throat. Next to him, Elder Marek loomed like a vulture, his gray hair catching the dim candlelight, his ancient eyes widening with a flash of cold, calculating malice when they landed on me."Moana," Eldrick growled, the sound vibrating through the floor and straight into the soles of my feet. The shattered bond inside my chest flared into a desperate, agonizing heat. He looked at my face

Moana’s POVI grabbed a heavy, iron-bound bookend from the nearest shelf, lifted it over my head, and slammed it against the ancient brass lock of the library door with every ounce of strength I had left.Crack.The wood splintered, but the lock held. I raised it again, my breath coming in ragged gasps, the red burn mark on my chest stinging like wildfire. I slammed it down a second time, and a third, until the metal latch finally sheared off with a loud snap. The doors flew open.I didn't look back. I sprinted down the dark, carpeted corridors of the Pack House, my bare feet making no sound against the floorboards. I needed to find Kaelen. He was the only one who might listen, the only one who could mobilize the warriors before it was too late.As I rounded the corner leading to the Betas’ quarters, a large hand suddenly shot out of the shadows, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into a recessed alcove.I opened my mouth to scream, but a warm palm instantly pressed against my lips."Sh

Moana’s POVThe silver blade in my hands felt like an extension of my own raw skin. The metal bit into my palms, the chemical heat of the silver reacting with the ancient, long-dormant bloodline waking up in my veins. It burned, but the physical pain was a distant, insignificant hum compared to the roaring furnace of fury in my chest.Look at them. The monsters who had hunted my family into the earth, the hypocrites who had sat on the high pack council while my father was butchered for a crime he spent his final breaths trying to prevent.Silas Vane did not lunge immediately. He was an alpha of the wastes, a man who had survived by reading the wind. His scarred face contorted, his dead eyes shifting from the bleeding wound on Elder Marek’s shoulder to the golden aura vibrating around my body. The rogue wolves behind him hesitated, their low snarls dropping an octave as their instincts warred with their orders. A wolf knows ancient power when it breathes. They could smell the lineage w