Alpha Werewolf 短篇故事與 Superpowers 小說

I am the only pure-blood white wolf in the entire werewolf federation. I am the Chief Healer. The pack's very survival rests in my hands. Blessed by the Moon Goddess, my bloodline gives me a rare gift. I see the true emotions of other wolves toward me as a visible aura of the soul. It is more than just a scent. It is the true measure of a wolf's desire and loyalty. The closer the color is to pure gold, the deeper the devotion. It means a love fierce, possessive, and endless. Four years ago, Alpha Derrick claimed me. His soul flared pure gold. It burned with a heat so fierce it nearly swallowed me whole. For four full years, we were the pack's golden couple. Everyone envied us. Then Nadia arrived six months ago. A fallen guard's widow. She moved straight into our territory. Today was our fourth mating anniversary, and our daughter's birthday. We had no celebration. Instead, Derrick slammed our mind-link shut. A cold, suffocating silence choked my head. I drove through the pouring rain to the pack border. In the storm, Derrick held a sobbing Nadia tight against his chest. Their scents bled together with zero shame, zero boundaries. That pure gold on him had faded to a much lighter shade, no longer as radiant as before. The soul never lies. My inner wolf whimpered, curled up in agony, and went cold. The message was clear. We were done with this tainted soul. I did not scream. I did not confront him. Instead, I used his arrogant pride against him. I slipped a Mate Severing Agreement, pre-approved by the High Elder Council, into Nadia's medical aid fund. He had no idea. His personal seal stamped the page. The moment I cross the pack border, the bond will shatter. After tonight, we are nothing to each other.

My childhood friend and I were both prodigies who grew up in an orphanage. I was born with a gift for divination, able to hear the Moon Goddess's oracles and perceive the threads of fate. She was born with an uncanny gift for attracting wealth, her fortune so extraordinary that even a scratch-off ticket could empty the jackpot pool. When we were eighteen, we found a wolf at the edge of our territory, his body covered in wounds. He was Alaric, one of the top contenders for the Lycan throne, brought low by a betrayal on the night that mattered most. I read the omens. My childhood friend pulled together the funds. Together we helped Alaric fight his way back and reclaim everything that was rightfully his. The moment Alaric became Lycan King, the first thing he did was perform the Bonding ceremony with my childhood friend. They were bonded as mates, and before long had brought two remarkably gifted pups into the world. As for me, I had grown weary of life among others and retreated alone into the depths of the forest. Ten years passed. The Crescent Moon Pack was finally welcoming another pup. He was overjoyed. He hired a private helicopter in the dead of night and flew into the forest, imploring me to appear and bless the newborn. Naturally I agreed, and I made my way to the top-floor VIP suite, where I pressed a blessing from the Moon Goddess onto the little princess's brow using moonflower nectar. On my way out, a sudden impulse took hold of me, and I tossed the star dice to read my childhood friend's fortune. The dice hit the floor and shattered, every last one of them, radiating the unmistakable scent of death. Ice flooded my chest. My gaze turned cold in an instant. If my childhood friend had already died, then who was this woman reclining against the headboard of the hospital bed, looking at me with such gentleness?

Since I was little, I could see the souls of dead werewolves. I could even hear them speak. My parents believed a dark witch's prophecy. They thought I carried a vicious curse that would destroy the pack. They poured all their love into my adopted sister, Stella. They wouldn't even look at me. When Stella used her sweet disguise to secure a mating contract with Caleb Cross—the top Alpha heir of the Northern Territory—she became the absolute pride of the family. But right before the mating ceremony, Caleb was ambushed by enemies with silver poison and fell into a deep coma. The Cross family demanded Stella fulfill her contract. They wanted her to strip naked and enter his room every day to help clear the silver poison from his body. She backed away, trembling. "You want me to strip naked every day to hold a man dying of silver poison? Don't think I don't know! The silver poison has made his Alpha wolf completely feral! If he smells a stranger, he could go berserk in his sleep at any moment. I'm not risking my life for a crippled wolf who could go crazy at any second! The engagement is off!" Right at that moment, I saw Caleb's soul leave his body. His tall, wild figure was translucent. Those dominant, dark gold eyes glared at Stella. "I chose the wrong mate. The doctor said I'll wake up if a she-wolf is willing to soothe my feral wolf with her body heat and scent every day. She just has to help me sweat out the silver for the next six months. When I fully wake up, whoever stays by my side for these six months gets my multi-million dollar private island estate on the South Coast and five million dollars in cash. I want this selfish idiot to pay for her betrayal." My eyes instantly lit up. I raised my hand without hesitation. "What if... I sleep with him?" Becoming the almighty Luna didn't appeal to me at all. I just really wanted that estate and the five million dollars.

The bonding ceremony had just ended. I thought I knew what came next. A night of rough sex. The final mark that would bind us. Push him away? Or give in and enjoy my wedding night with this stranger Alpha? I hadn’t decided. But now, here I was. Sent to a guest room. Alone. My new Alpha husband was sleeping in a different room. A bitter smile touched my lips. So, the rumors were true. Alpha Ryker, the brutal leader of the Crimson Peak pack, was broken. Good. We were just a political alliance. I wasn't his fated mate. He would never love me. Just as I thought that, the moonstone pendant my mother gave me flashed with white light. A second later, words appeared in the air. [Does she seriously think Alpha Ryker is broken?!] My wolf bristled. Before I could even process it, more words flooded the space. [Gods, Cora, you have no idea how much he and his wolf want you!] [Open the door! Pounce on him! He's been waiting right outside for you!] [Don't fall asleep! Do that, and Lorelei will steal your mate!] [When that woman returns to the pack, you'll break the mate bond yourself. Three months later, your Silver Creek pack will be annihilated. You’ll die on the run, torn to pieces by rogues.] I shot up in bed. One thought screaming in my mind. Wait. Torn to pieces? Me?

I got my hands on a crystal necklace from a witch, one that let me swap anything with anyone. The second I took it, lines of text flickered across my vision like a live comment feed. [Oh no, the Wolf Alliance Academy Trials are about to start. The villain's definitely going to use that Exchange Necklace to steal the heroine's scores.] [Relax. The heroine already overheard their whole scheme. She's just gonna leave her exam blank. Good luck swapping a zero.] [Our girl is the Alpha's daughter. Even if she bombs the Trials, she'll inherit his position anyway. What's the villain gonna do about that?] I gripped the Exchange Necklace tighter. Her test scores? Please. That wasn't what I was after. I wanted something far more important.