Novel & Cerita The Alpha Chose Me

she whimpered with tears about to come out of her eyes. -You are my chosen one, you are what many are saying about you right now: the alpha's chosen one," he revealed, approaching her. -You are crazy. -He sat down on the bed. -You have been mine since the day I saw you, you belong to me. My scent is in your body, you are mine," he said approaching the bed with a sideways smile. -I don't belong to anyone; you are not my owner," she replied, moving away from him, bumping against the headboard of the bed.

Without the wheelchair, I finally realized just how tall he was. It turned out that after Cillian's mother died, Lucian took a new mate who gave birth to Leon. Cillian was originally his sole heir, but his stepmother was intensely jealous and insisted her own son become Alpha, sabotaging Cillian behind the scenes countless times. Knowing that one day her schemes might cost him his life, Cillian chose to step back and surrender the Alpha position to Leon. To prove that he had no intention of threatening Leon's claim, he faked an injury and pretended to be disabled. After all, no pack would ever choose a crippled as their Alpha.

“You choose.” The ground pulsed again. Harder. the fracture deepened. whatever was beneath it. closer now. reaching. “You’re Alpha,” I said. Steady. “you decide what belongs here.” his breathing stuttered. Because that was the core of him. always had been. not strength. not control. but Choice. The bond flared. bright. for one second everything aligned. Me. Him. the territory. and the thing beneath it. Paused. not retreating. waiting.

“What is it?” He holds my gaze for a long, unbroken moment. Then he says it softly, like he’s trying to keep the sound from tearing through the air. “They’ve chosen you, Raya.” The room goes quiet, even though the camp outside keeps humming. I can feel the words sink into my bones, heavy and slow. “Chosen me for what?” I ask, even though my voice already sounds like it knows. “For Alpha Rex.” For a brief moment, it’s like the world is collapsing right on me. The same Rex who slaughtered Kael’s father. The same man whose pack destroy everything I once believe in.

he announced. “Do choose your Alpha.”

They were gazing at the man who was now a monster. What will it be, Alphas?" Micah said, his voice a low, dangerous snarl. "Will you choose to love? Or will you choose to die? Will you choose to be her mates? Or will you choose to be her enemies? Will you choose to be her family? Or will you choose to be her betrayers? The choice… the choice is yours. Choose wisely. The Alphas did not say a word. They were gazing at him. They were gazing at the man who ought to be dead. They were gazing at the man who was a ghost. They were gazing at the man who was a monster now.

written under it. A lone tear streaked down his face, and he quickly wiped it away. He tore the posters in his grip and threw them to the ground. He looked at the elder and spat out, "You chose me, you old fool. You chose me because you thought you could control me. Because you couldn't control my brother. Because he was too strong, too independent, and too free. You hated him, and you loved me. But you can't get rid of me. I am the Alpha, and I will not give up my throne to anyone."

She looked at Petra when she said it. Tarn went still beside me. Waiting to see how I handled it. I handled it. “The Alpha chose me,” I said. My voice carried across the hall without effort. “If you have a problem with his judgment, take it up with him.” The young wolf looked at Tarn. Tarn looked at the young wolf. The kind of look that reminded every person in the room that this man had won a blood challenge to stand where he was standing. The wolf sat down.

I ordered him. He hesitated. His throat moved slowly as he swallowed. “I… I choose you,” he muttered. “No,” I said sharply. “Say it like you mean it. Like your life depends on it—because it does.” His eyes flared. Then finally, with his pride crumbling, he said it. “I choose you, Alpha Dane.” I stared at him for a long time. My hands balled into fists. My heart was burning. He said the words… but I didn’t believe them.

“The Alpha…” “The Alpha,” I spat, pacing the length of the room. “The Alpha who once swore I was his choice. Who stood before the Council and said my Luna. Now he calls her his mate. The man who claimed that he wanted me, said that it was necessary. Now he wants me to believe and fall for the idea of him choosing her. That thing that he doesn’t even know.” Her. That cursed girl. That slave that brought me nothing but chaos.