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"According to Kiera I'm a crystal wolf. so the moment I came to full strength they became alert. The elders can sense power surge and be able to trace it. It will take a while but soon enough they will find me. They'll be able to trace the power surge to your pack. "Our pack." he whispered in my ear. I smiled trying to hide it from him. By the time we came back, no one had arrived at our table yet. The alphas table was usually occupied by the alpha and his mate, the beta and his mate , and the gamma and his mate. I was getting bored so I stretched my hand and placed it on his lap. He turned to me giving me a sweet smile before turning back to his phone. The pack was still in the training hal

“Dusk is here with a healer and an Alpha, yes? You can handle it. Any threat that enters this pack will regret it.” I blinked at the book in his hands. “Dad… what are you even reading?” He held up the cover. “A novel. ‘THE ALPHA’S REKINDLED BOND.’ Apparently, it’s about an Alpha who dumped his Omega mate, went crazy, and then magic brought her back as an Alpha who wants revenge. Idiot.” I stared at him. “Are you serious right now?” “Oh, yes. And guess what? Your mother forced me to read this nonsense. The author—some enchantress named Muleba Makukula, who writes about wolves and territories as if she knows anything. A bunch of she-wolves adore her stories. Absolute garbage.”

“My name is not yours to use. And this isn’t revenge, Patient Halderman. This is medicine. My medicine. The pain you feel tonight is simply the cost of entry into my world.” I let my gloved fingers trail lightly down his chest, following one of the dark veins. His body jerked under the touch. A low, involuntary growl rumbled in his chest—Alpha instinct fighting for dominance even now. My thighs clenched at the sound. Traitorous body. I straightened and began preparing the instruments on the tray beside him. The metallic clink of steel filled the silence. “I have a son,” I said suddenly, without looking at him. My voice stayed clinical. “He is three years old. Brilliant. Strong. Already showi

warned Alfred. I straightened coldly. “Did I say I want him to heal?” “Alphas aren’t rogues, Dor. You kill one, you’ll have to pay dearly for it.” He shrugged at my glare. “Martin’s words. And he wanted me to tell you that this dreck’s gonna starve for thirty-six hours so his healing will slow down to the slowest rate of a recessive alpha.” Pain goes away with the healing. So when the healing freezes, the pain stays.

He was enjoying the confusion on her face and he knew that soon, he'd get her exactly where he wanted her to be. “And what could that be?” She responded, almost with a scoff as she felt this was one of his sick games. “Rejection only makes us weaker, Anna. For me, as an Alpha, it might take a while to regain my strength, but no matter how long it takes, I'd surely do. But you, my dear…” He motioned toward her, brushing away a loose strand of hair from her face, “…you might never be able to recover what you'd lose after the rejection.” He said almost in a whisper with a devilish grin plastered on his face.

Slowly, I made my way to the door, my bare feet stepping upon the hard floor. With trembling hands, I turned the doorknob and pulled it open. There, before me, stood Alpha Hunter. My breath caught in my throat, and my eyes widened in shock. Fear and surprise surged through me, leaving me stunned and speechless. I couldn’t find the words to greet him or ask the purpose of his visit. All I could do was stand there, staring at him, my heart racing. Alpha Hunter, his powerful presence filling the doorway, regarded me with his piercing eyes. His expression was unreadable, a mask of authority and mystery. I couldn’t help but notice the way his dark hair fell slightly over his forehead, adding to h

she yelled at me. "Be my contracted mate, and I bet you won't regret it. I am Ashley, Alpha Of the Mistwood Pack. "I stretch my hands for a handshake, but she ignores me, glaring hard at me. Amelia POV Oh, I thought as much. No wonder he had this aura; his scent is very captivating, I must confess. He is cool, and he has a sexy body, which left me drooling over him. His pretty face and the way he talked made me feel drawn to him.

And you are just going to ignore it? I hate it when Leo gets hot-headed when he is frustrated, [Not like this, Leo. I can’t do that to Holly.] Leo scowled and I saw his translucent image at the other side of the bathroom. Leo is a black wolf with crimson eyes glaring at me, [I don’t understand you sometimes, young man. You are known as the most ruthless Alpha on many battlefields in this land. And yet here you are, getting soft to a helpless girl who already threw herself to you.]

The paragraph alone made her eyes shed a tear, as if someone had been rudely and purposely chopping onions right in front of her. "I can still hear his voice," she read out loud in a positive voice, expecting that the next sentence would be about Gior's memories that he had with his father. "I can still hear his pleas," she read it in a low tone this time, slowly engulfed by the sadness she had just overcome a moment ago. She read mentally the last sentence. "He was begging to be killed at his enemies' mercy," she said, repeating words from the chapter that ripped through countless emotions. Alphas are known for being dominant, full of pride, and strong. To know that such an Alpha begged, wh

He wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life. And for the first time in twenty-six years, the ruthless Alpha of Ravencrest was exercising restraint he didn’t know he possessed. Because Celeste Ashveil wasn’t just a mate. She was becoming something far more dangerous. She was becoming everything.