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" 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."

“You can’t achieve anything by constituting nuisance here. You all left your Alpha, turned your back on him during a weak moment, and now, you all are back claiming him as your Alpha?” A familiar Gamma stepped out, looking as bold as ever. “Listen to us, Caleb. We have come to the conclusion that this witch here…” he pointed at Freya, “…wanted us to make enemies out of ourselves and it almost worked. She numbed our Alpha, cursed him, then came through as his anchor thinking we would praise her so that we could make her a hero then when we are not looking, she would invade our territory with others of her kind and make a slave out of us. No! She must leave today! She’s the curse! She must be

“Don’t you know what happens to sold people? They got slave marks on their necks, chains and shackles on their limbs. They will never be free again. They will never belong to themselves. They will get masters to tell them what to do. They might spend the rest of their lives in cages. Do you really want that kind of life?! Do you really want to give it a try?!” “But he might be different, the rogue alpha,” Nyla argued. “There is a high possibility that he might be our second-chance mate. He will never treat us like slaves.” “He MIGHT be,” Elena raised her volume. “Even if he is our second chance mate. So what? Cory is our fated mate too. Look what he has done to us. I’ve learned my lessons, N

Thalor pulls me close, his hand possessive on my waist, and whispers in my ear so only I can hear. "You made the right choice." I close my eyes against the tears brimming behind my eyelids. Did I? Or did I just bind myself to the male who destroyed everything I loved? His hand tightens on my waist and he turns us to face the pack, presenting me as his Luna. Everyone howls again, accepting me, and us. I'm a queen now, bonded to an Alpha I hated with my life, standing beside the male who killed my family, smiling to the crowd with the blood of his victim drying on my face ...

Not even the witches of the Silver Moon could dare cross my aura, much less bewitch me. Now that it wasn't a spell..then was it? Love? I laughed bitterly at the thought of that. Love was for fools and dreamers not for a great Alpha like me. And yet everything I said was looking like Irony. How could Alpha Darius of the Bloodfang Pack fall for a fragile, cursed girl? One I had rejected, despised, and blamed for my brother's death? Everything about this was wrong. By the time I reached my chamber, I felt like I was suffocating in my own confusion. I slammed the door behind me and sank into my chair, burying my face in my palms.

And in those moments, he was consumed by thoughts of Ariana; she flooded his mind against his will. “Ariana... what are you doing to me?" he whispered, his voice barely distinguishable beneath the steady stream of water. The image clung to him like the water beading on his skin, filling his mind until he felt overwhelmed. It was as if she'd cast some kind of spell over him, one that even a very powerful alpha couldn't break. He had been in control for so long, his will trained solely on his duty. Now... Everything was different.

Obediently, I reached out and the moment my fingers touched the paper, my body went still. My breath hitched. Because in that moment, an electrifying sensation rushed through me, and the next time I blinked, the words on the paper began to slowly appear. My eyes widened so much they almost popped out as the ink formed. Bold black letters spelling out something anyone could understand at a single glance: This is a binding agreement between the three Alphas—Alpha Lucien, Alpha Claude, and Alpha Silas of the Fangspire Pack and the Omega, Lilith, daughter of the late Beta Jayden.

I hit the floor with a grunt, the breath knocked out of me. Corvin stepped forward, “Dispose of him. Far from the borders. Make sure everyone knows he’s not welcome back.” I tried to speak, but the blackness pulled harder as I finally succumbed to it. Varen stood tall in the center of the broken council chamber, arms lifted as though he were giving a sermon. “Your Alpha has fallen,” he declared, voice booming. “The Bloodhound line is finished. From this moment forward—” He smiled, slow and sinister. “—you follow me.”

I tried to let go of my hand, but it was tangled in his. What is Stanley doing? Is he being affected? No of course not. He's an Alpha. Alphas are only affected when the female... Well, I don't have that much potential anyway. “Don't lie Sarah, I can feel it. Her voice reverberated in my neck and a shiver rose through my body. The fact is, I was really, really wet about it. It's not like I can control it. It's horrible, but it's a natural thing that unfortunately happened when we were around potential males.

"You tears what the witch said about you being the grimoire, right? You are not a Chosan. And will not be sacrificed anymore." If it were to be any other day I heard such from the Alpha's mouth, joy would have filled my aching heart. But when I looked up at the Alpha's face, I saw my life hanging on a thread. "Being the grimoire sounds worse, Alpha. I will die many times in the hands of the bad people." As the painful words left me, Alpha Thorien swiftly pressed my back against the best and propped himse on me. While his dark eyes scanned my body, from my face all the way down my naked lower region, my heart pounded in my chest.