All Chapters of Falling For The Wrong one : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Chapter 1**Elara**I chewed the end of my pencil, staring at the form in front of me.“We don’t have all day, Elara,” Mom reminded me for the millionth time.“Yeah, I’m trying.”I had been stalling for weeks, but now she stood over me, demanding I fill out the compatibility questionnaire immediately.One question in particular irritated me. It asked whether I preferred my future mate to be “verbally expressive or the strong silent type,” as if I were customizing a piece of furniture instead of a husband.Ever since I turned eighteen, my parents had begun searching for a suitable alpha to strengthen our pack’s alliances.And truthfully, I wasn’t entirely against the idea.I finally wrote “Breathing would be a good start” in the margin. My mother did not find it funny.“Elara!” She used the tone that only had two settings: gentle and *I will love you into compliance*.“I filled it out,” I said, pulling the form back and scribbling over my note with something more diplomatic. “Open comm

Chapter Three**Elara**Strangely, yelling at the stranger left me feeling lighter. A quiet part of me knew it had been reckless, but the release still felt good.“Dad, don’t call him again. Don’t give that bastard any more respect than he deserves.”“Elara!” Mom’s voice rose in pure scandal. “Watch your language!”“It is what it is. I don’t want to see him. I’ll marry the next alpha you line up without even looking twice. This one can rot for all I care.”I walked out, leaving them staring after me as if I’d sprouted a second head.They had never seen me like this. Honestly, I hadn’t imagined myself cursing a stranger over the phone either. I just didn’t care anymore.And it felt surprisingly satisfying to finally say what I thought.Nearly a week had passed without a word from Elias, yet for the first time I fell asleep without worrying about him.That peace lasted exactly twelve hours.Breakfast the next morning was unnaturally quiet. Mom and Dad only spoke to pass the butter or si

Chapter FiveElaraI had braced myself for him to twist the knife out of my hand and turn it on me, or to throw out some cutting, arrogant remark. This—this completely blindsided me.For one fractured second everything inside me went still. Then it all rushed back at once, louder and faster than I could handle.His kiss was not soft. It was not careful.It was deliberate, controlled, as if he had already decided exactly how this would unfold and I was simply trying to keep pace.My first reaction should have been to shove him away. To remember the knife still gripped in my hand. To remember the humiliation of waiting hours, dressed up for a man who never bothered to appear.He was the reason I had brought the blade in the first place.But that instinct tangled with something far more dangerous—the very thing he had mocked—and I hated how accurately he had read me.My mind surrendered completely. Instead of pulling back, I faltered. My breath caught. A shiver raced down my spine.His m