The Alpha Chose Me 소설 & 이야기

For whoever walks in. You told me once that you’d given up on being chosen. That alphas aren’t chosen, they’re obeyed. That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard you say, and I’ve heard you say a great many stupid things at three in the morning. You were chosen. I chose you, in a hospital corridor, over a vending machine, because you apologized to it when you kicked it. I laughed. It came out as a sound I didn’t recognize, and my eyes had begun to burn.

There was a table, two chairs, a fireplace that still held warm coals, and a shelf lined with medical supplies that seemed out of place in something so rough. He pulled on a pair of dark trousers from a bag by the door and sat down in one of the chairs without looking at me again. I found a first-aid kit on the shelf and sat on the hearth and worked the splinters and stones out of my feet with a pair of tweezers, pressing gauze against each small cut until it stopped bleeding. The silence between us was strange. Not uncomfortable, exactly. Just full like a room before a storm. "You are the Alpha here," I said, without planning to.

But when I felt eyes on me, I forced a laugh and even whooped with the rest of the room. “Our daughter, Mira,” Alpha Logan continued. “has been chosen as the mate of Alpha Xaden.” A round of applause rippled through the crowd. Mira herself smiled triumphantly. My stomach twisted at the sheer glee in her expression. As the Handmaid, I had no business caring about matters like that but I couldn't help but pity this Alpha Xaden. Of all the people he chose to spend the rest of his life with, it was Mira. I made a silent prayer for him and watched with the rest of the crowd.

I can hear my own heart beating madly. "I AM SORRY. I HAVE REGAIN MY MEMORIES AND I AM HERE TO MAKE EVERYTHING RIGHT. REJECT ME, UNO." I announced. A creased on his forehead appeared. I turn at the side where the son of satan is sitting. "Alpha King. You told me earlier that I can have my choice and this is my choice. I am choosing Kyro Hale. I would like you to consider my decision.", He stood up then looked at the crowd.

I screamed when his truck screeched to a stop: “Look girl,” He stopped the car, his tone hard and harsh. Then he turned to face me as he held up my chin to look him in the eye. “You don't have a choice here.” He pointed out. “And stop acting so weak. This will be a lifetime opportunity for us if the Alphas choose you.” He said and I resisted the urge to cry even while crying. He would never choose me. And did he say Alpha? “Alphas?” “Don't interrupt me when I speak.” he snapped at me and I swallowed. I felt like there was something that he was not telling me.

All eyes snap to me, and suddenly the hall feels impossibly huge and I feel very small as every gaze is waiting for my decision. But it’s not just a choice between names. This is me trying to save my life and rewrite my tragic fate. It’s a choice between the man who ended my life and his brother, who might hate me just as much. I take a deep breath and start walking toward them, my heart hammering in my ears. Every step draws whispers from the crowd, faces turned toward me as they wait. When I reach Lucius, I stop. My throat feels tight and I swallow. “Lucius Crowe,” I say, lifting my hand toward him. “He’s my choice for Alpha.”

Faith reached for my hand under the table, squeezing it gently as if to remind me I wasn’t alone. “You carry a heavy destiny, Sofia,” the Alpha continued. “One that was written long before your first breath. You will face trials, pain, and choices that may break you. But you must stand.” I stared at him, unable to speak. My body trembled, but I didn’t know if it was fear or something else. “Why me?” I whispered at last. “I never asked for this. I never wanted—” My voice cracked, and I stopped. The Alpha leaned forward slightly, his golden eyes glowing brighter. “The moon does not choose the willing, child. It chooses the worthy.”

"Then let it be confirmed. The trial proceeds. And the Alpha of Alphas will be chosen not by words, but by the battle to come. The chamber fell silent again. Not with rejection this time, but with grim, final acceptance. My hands tightened on the table, my pulse thundering in my ears. Whatever force had destroyed our enemies was out there.

Her voice was flat, but her chin lifted like she was daring me. “Came to talk,” I said, pulling a chair closer to the bars. She gave a dry laugh. “Talk? You already made your choice.” “Did I?” I leaned forward, elbows on my knees. That got her attention. She tilted her head, studying me in silence. “You’re the Alpha,” she said. “You can do whatever you want.” “That’s where you’re wrong.” My voice dropped lower. “Being Alpha means every choice ripples through hundreds of lives. I don’t get to make mistakes.”

The Alpha, who had the most unique eyes that had never been heard of, even tried all they could to know where his eyes originated from, but all attempts proved futile. He was the Alpha of all Alphas. “Found you, mate.” He whispered huskily into my ear. As soon as those words slipped off his lips, I felt my entire world go dark as I slipped into unconsciousness. I was chosen by Alpha Azriel, the Golden Alpha. And he was my mate.