My Alpha's First Love Has Terminal Cancer นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Gracefield had reached a point of despair where the only viable path was to expose the true condition of Alpha Killan. "I'm afraid he only has six months to live, Alpha. I kindly ask you to just let him go because I am aware that you cannot accept him as your mate". With tears streaming down her face, she confesses to the Alpha, "Stealing your belongings is a great humiliation for me, but it's the only way to extend his life." The Pack Doctor humbly kneeled before Alpha, pleading for mercy. However, Alpha's expression remained inscrutable, leaving the Pack Doctor unsure of what emotions were brewing beneath the surface.

" Without saying a word, his highness Alpha left with a broken heart that he believed would never heal. How could he let such a gorgeous woman leave him like that but one fact remained that he still loved her no matter how hard he tried to hate her. Yes, he wished he could hate her for killing their baby. Not only that... now he had enough reasons to hate her but for some reason he couldn't. He had seen her walk down the aisle for somebody else but still then, he didn't hate her. She humiliated him in front of everyone but still he didn't hate her. He thought he'd hate her after confirming that she erased the mating mark but even after that she didn't hate her. "What the heck are you Maya? W

Tears streamed down my eyes as I awaited the doctor's response. "THE ALPHA IS DEAD!!!"

My beta said. “This is not a case about me wanting her to love me because she is my donor. It's deep. I am dying soon and all my life, I have never been loved by anyone. I only want to feel what it is to be loved before I pass on, and I have a feeling she’s the one who can only love me the way I want” I said sadly and my beta’s face contorted in anger. “Don't say such Alpha,” he said and looked at his wristwatch.

"I'm glad, Rei. If you leave, it's better for me to die. I cannot accept any more death from my family. Living is no longer worth fighting for." Alpha John was the only one who made me realize that I was loveable. That I was appreciated. If he died, I did not know what would happen to my life. His hands shook. "Dad," Lennox muttered. Grabbing Alpha John's hand, I squeezed it gently to tell him I won't be leaving anytime soon as long as he was still alive. God. I hoped and prayed that he would live longer and that his sickness would not overpower him. That he would get well. But the chances of him getting well were slim. The cancer had spread all over his body.

"Forget my father, Peter is my friend. I won't let him die." Paul sighed, his eyes telling a story on their own that contradicted my belief. "We found him on the rocky path that was leading here. If I was not there at that time, he would have been dead. No one, trespasses. No human is allowed to come so close to Alpha Daniel's residence. Those that do are usually murdered but you knew that, didn't you?" I disliked being reminded constantly of how fierce my father was, as if he was allowed to do whatever evil he could think of.

I closed my eyes and breathed in fresh air. The night air smelled nice too. It was almost twenty four hours since I first arrived here, since I met Alpha Lesley. A smile spread across my face when I remembered the very first time I had seen him, my stupid heart had wanted him Instantly. I berated myself for having such shameful thoughts and opened my eyes. It was like my imagination was staring me right in the face the moment I opened my eyes. Just a little distance from where I stood, Alpha Lesley was standing there and giving instructions to some pack members.

“Melody, can we at least spend a little time together talking?” Anthony was now even more pissed hearing what Melody had told him. “You will not be alone with her until we know that we can trust you, and right now we don’t trust you.” Faking a smile Michael answered, “I’m willing to start there.” “You said two reasons and one was medical. Are you ill?” “It’s not me Melody. Alpha Kevin needs your help. The doctor said the cancer is winning, he only has a few months left. Your once strong Alpha can’t even get out of bed. Alpha Kevin is a good Alpha, he needs your help.”

Darius‚ who had been lowering himself into his chair‚ went completely still. The words hit me somewhere deep. Because Gertrude wasn't talking about some abstract idea. She was talking about me. The real me. The woman who was strapped to a table every two weeks while they took her blood. The woman who died on an operating table while her husband sat in a meeting about territory borders. I wanted to scream. I wanted to slam my hands on the table and tell this entire room exactly who I was. Instead‚ I smiled. "I appreciate the warm welcome‚" I said. "Really. Nothing says pack unity like accusing your Alpha of killing his first wife within ten seconds of meeting the second one."

Chief Elder Dominic spoke up, saying, "Alpha Damon, as for your heir, a robust bloodline is essential to secure the future of the pack." I felt a crushing vise tighten around my heart, and the wolf within me, long quieted by the potent Shadowmoon Drug, let out a mournful howl. It was a physical, rending pain that stole my breath—a howl for the pup that would never be and the monstrous betrayal of my mate. Damon replied, "About that matter…" I could no longer hear what he was saying. I could only register the painful howling of the wolf within me—a consciousness that had been irreparably wounded, deeply betrayed, and relentlessly tortured by the effects of the drug.