Fated To The Alpha (fated Series) นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He probably must have forgotten because if he hadn't, he wouldn't be acting this way towards him. I was only two months pregnant with Alpha Jay when Luna Ava, the king's second chance mate, poisoned him with a meal that made him impotent. I was so hurt that I prayed to the moon goddess to let the baby in my womb live and be born safely. I couldn't bear losing my only unborn child or even miscarrying.

"But if you're the new Alpha, they become subject to you, and you can make it to become whatever you wish for it." "Rahu's pack is subject to the blood pack. There are three packs in that one town." "What?" Felix nodded. "That's why they're all jealous of Wisteria. We are one pack that resides in one town." Thomas went silent. Being an alpha was never something he dreamed of and he only expected to be a loyal subject to King Calhoun. What happens when he becomes an alpha? Will he also report Wisteria when they offend him? The thought of ever going against Calhoun made him panic.

TESSA Less than twenty-four hours ago, my entire life went to complete shit, and now the Alpha of the most powerful pack in the realm is in the next room deciding whether or not I’ll live to see tomorrow. This all started with an unfortunate accident. My brother killed one of the members of his pack. It’d been a moment of chaos and bad timing and goddess knows what else — but dead is dead, and Kaz Ryker doesn’t care about intentions when one of his own stops breathing.

“And no commands, if you can help it.” Sable’s heart stuttered. “Who are you?” The man’s gaze slid to Caelan—measuring, wary. “Depends on who’s asking,” he replied. Caelan stepped forward half a pace. The bond tightened. Sable felt the immediate surge of heat between them—power rising like a tide. The stranger’s eyes narrowed. “Alpha,” he said under his breath. “Alive.” Maeven’s jaw clenched. “We’re passing through.”

The words sent an icy chill through my veins as realization crashed over me, violent and suffocating. This wasn’t just any alpha. This was him. The same Alpha King the entire realm feared and revered. The same Alpha King I loathed with every fiber of my being even when I've never seen him. The same Alpha King whose feet I was to clean throughout the Blood Moon Festival tonight like a worthless servant. My fingers dug into the damp earth beneath me as a bitter memory surfaced—two women gossiping, whispering in awe about how the king detested filth, how he tolerated no speck of dust around him.

" He rolled his eyes. "Oh, okay, bet- I mean Riggs." "Well, Alice, yeah." He shrugged like it was nothing. "And no one told me? Alpha was so possessive and upset with you like he had some rights over me, I can't believe-" "She's his arranged mate, not his fated mate." "Wait, what does that mean?" "It means the woman fated to alpha is still out there somewhere, they have the mate connection, so we can still call it forced, that's why he seems to have so much control over who he likes, and how he wants to treat them."

I inquired, turning my face to General Rhodes. “I have a report to make regarding that, my alpha.” General Rhodes replied to me. My face wrinkled as I leaned forward on my chair. “It’s about Freya. The daughter of the traitor.” He continued, and I fell even deeper into a pool of confusion. “And how does the training have anything to do with her?” I asked him, flipping my hands and gently hitting them on my laps. “Alpha Victor. Freya is a curse to this land. Her presence alone is a thorn in our flesh, not to talk of how she is influencing the young wolves to question the pack's rules.” General Rhodes' voice came out sharp and the hall was instantly filled with murmurs.

Trying to recall any details. Everything just becomes fuzzy and then dark until I wake up the next morning. I know Daya is hurt after finding out I slept with Mara that morning. She may be in denial that we are fated mates, but I’m not. And because I know I hurt her I hate myself so much. I never wanted a mate after watching my parents slowly die from the plague. After losing Calvin, I never wanted to be alpha. It feels like my life is pre-decided for me. All the big decisions that I should be excited for, are a result of fate’s twisted sense of humor. Calvin moved our pack to this region because rogues were attacking our old territory and he heard this territory was safer. How ironic. He lo

I glared at him, waiting for his next words. "You’re an alpha. You are our alpha. It was your fate that was laid for you to be like this. You can’t fight it unless you perish. " I know what he’s talking about. "Meshka is doing just fine." "For now, yes. Because your fate hasn’t crossed reality yet. But once the pack needs you, whatever it takes, by hook or by crook, you’ll have no choice but to play your part as the leader of the pack. Just like how loyal a ‘JUST A SUBORDINATE’ is to his alpha. "

The word felt foreign, like it belonged to someone else. I touched my chest where the bond pulsed faintly under my skin…soft but unyielding. No matter how much I wished it away, it was there. Four of them. Four Alphas. And me… the girl who never mattered.