All Chapters of The Alpha’s Weak Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

“I won’t marry him.” The words rang through the throne room and died against the black marble walls. No one gasped. No one even looked surprised, and that was the worst part. In the Dracana court, nothing I said had ever been worth a reaction. The whole court had come to watch me be told. I understood that now. Courtiers in black velvet lined both sides of the long hall, their pale faces turned toward the dais with the lazy interest of people watching a hunt whose ending they already knew. Near the pillars, a human servant carrying a tray of goblets had frozen mid-step, her eyes fixed on the floor, trying to make herself small enough to vanish. She was the only person in the room who looked as uncomfortable as I felt. My father sat above us on the obsidian throne, one pale hand curled around the armrest. King Aemon of the Dracana Clan, ruler of the vampires for centuries, took pride in being the most powerful vampire alive. He never let anyone forget it, least of all me. “You

They didn’t touch me. That was the first strange thing. I had braced for hands, for teeth, for being dragged through the trees like a kill. Instead the wolves simply moved, a living wall of fur and muscle that closed in on both sides and turned me up the road, and I walked because the alternative was to stand alone in the dark. The scarred man led the way, still in his human shape, with the careless ease of someone who had never once worried about the cold. He didn’t speak. Behind me, a younger man hauled my trunk onto one shoulder as if it weighed nothing, his jaw tight, as though carrying a vampire’s luggage were an insult he intended to remember. I counted my steps, because counting was something I could control. Four hundred and twelve before the pines began to thin. I had expected a fortress. Spiked walls, a keep with skulls on the gate, something to match the name Beast of the Shadow Pack. What stood on the hill ahead was a house. A big house, built of dark