Jessica Hall Fated To The Alpha นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Alpha, this spells trouble. Didn’t you tell me you rejected your mate, Jessica, and that she came from there? My guess is she’s out for revenge and that her father is in danger. We must warn him somehow.” “Send a message through the usual discreet channels. Is that everything?” “I get it. You want rid of me. No problem.” “Keep me posted.” “Will do, Alpha Liam.” When she emerged, the Alpha seemed deep in thought. “Something’s off,” he said, finally. “Jack’s wrong. Yes, I have it! Jessica Haines told me she was in line to be the next Alpha there, which means her father was alive then or at least one parent.”

" Jessica questioned, perplexed by the unusual summons of the palace servants. The maid, however, offered no reply. Her silence left Jessica tempted to employ her Alpha power to extract the information but she refrained from doing it. Ever since James had marked her, Jessica had fully regained her Alpha strength. She knew her father must be aware of her cure now, given that the curse that had afflicted them had dissipated. Yet, as she stood among the servants, her thoughts turned to a different dilemma. Soon, her father would seek her out, urging her to embrace her Alpha role and let go of everything she held dear. But she couldn't simply abandon James and this tugged at her heart. Jessica k

His brown eyes dropped to her heaving chest as he spoke. Jessica fell to her knees with her nose practically touching the ground. "Forgive me, my Alpha. I've been a bad servant," she apologized. Her heart thumping in her chest like drums. "Stand up and close the door," he commanded. Jessica's limbs wobbled not only from how weak and fragile she was but also from how terrified the alpha made her. His powerful aura was overwhelming her. She slowly got up, keeping her head down she pushed the door shut. Her back was to the alpha while her face was to the door. She might have not had her wolf as yet, but the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, signifying that something terrible was going to

“She must be presentable.” I stared at the floor, my heart hammering in my chest. This was my life—a life of servitude, degradation, and now, being sold off to secure an alliance. The Alpha’s voice cut through my thoughts like a blade. “You are dismissed. Return her to her duties until she is summoned for preparation.” Rhys grabbed my arm again, his grip bruising as he led me out of the hall. The moment the door closed behind us, he shoved me forward, making me stumble.

"A daughter of traitors. She was sold and passed through many packs before we acquired her to serve in the elder's quarters." The weight of his words pressed into me, but all I could hear was one thing. Omega. Not even the treason. Not her past. Not the chains of servitude wrapped around her existence. But the single, unchangeable fact that she was an omega. I was sure the Moon Goddess was mocking me right now. Me—Kael, the Alpha King, unmatched in power, revered by all—destined to be tied to a weak, insignificant creature like her? My stomach churned with fury.

She shrugs. “What do you possibly think we have on us we can offer you?” “If you are here for that Alpha, that means you are coming from the Mad Alpha.” Jessica says, her eyes bright with excitement. “I want to meet him.” “Over my dead body.” I hiss, not liking the glint in her eyes. Call it a second sense or call it jealousy, but I have seen her use her sex appeal to her advantage and I don’t want her near what’s mine. And Maddox is mine, damn it.

I didn't have to wait long. "You really made a mess of things, little witch." I looked up. Standing by the iron gate was Alpha Clinton. He looked older, his hair greying at the temples, a smug, predatory light in his eyes that I remembered all too well from my childhood. I hadn't seen him since the night everything burned. "What do you want, Clinton?" I asked, my voice cracking. "To save your life," he said, stepping into the dim light. "You’re a witch in wolf territory. You’re already dead; you just don't know it yet. The pack won't keep you. They’ll string you up by sunrise."

Or was it me? "Her mind?" I heard Heather gasping dramatically. "She's a witch. She's going to be interrogated, tortured, and killed. It's the fate of the witches." The coral-red head shrugged clinically. "You can take her. We have no reservations." Alpha Ryder chuckled nervously, "She's just a pathetic Omega here, she's of no loss to the pack, my Alpha." He was an Alpha too? That explained the Alpha aura strong and thick in the air. "She used to be my handmaid. Can I say a farewell?" Heather sounded as though she had ever cared about me.

Travis explained to them. “Yes, we would do anything to help Faye. Have you looked into her father?” Anna asked as Josh sat dumbfounded. “We may have what is his name?” I asking the question. “Ummmm, Alpha Michel. That was all.” Anna said before she had an epihany. “She is from the Howl Pack!” she said excitedly. “Oh just fucking great.” I said, running a hand through my hair. “Why is that a problem?” Josh asked.

“I didn’t speak.” “You didn’t have to.” The warmth inside my chest pulsed again. And this time— The wolves howled. All of them. The sound exploded into the night sky, echoing through the mountains. My ears rang. My heart slammed against my ribs. “What was that?!” I gasped. The Alpha smiled faintly. “That,” he said, “was recognition.” My stomach dropped. “Recognition of what?” The wolves slowly lowered their heads again. Every single one of them. Dozens of wolves.