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I felt my cheeks burn from desire and quickly squeezed his hand in between my thighs. "...now let's eat, drink and dance the night away," everyone clapped and tinked their wine glasses as my dad finished his speak and sat down. That was my que to get some actual conversation in, "So I heard my Dad call you Alpha. Did I hear correctly?" I asked as I turned to him and stared into his gorgeous chocolate eyes. "Yes, I'm a alpha of the Forrest Lake pack," he said staring back into my eyes.

I am leaving now,'' he said as he fixed back his belt. The maid was the first to leave the room without a word, as she still had her routine jobs to do and having sex with the Alpha was the best moment of her life and she couldn't wait to have more of him. He was an Alpha, no one can take away what he desires, he has constantly gotten what he wanted but little did he know, he was in for another torture moment of his life.

“I want her taken. Quietly. No blood spilled in the packlands. No witnesses.” The tall one tilted his head. “Taken where?” I smiled. “Far.” Silence stretched. The fire cracked. One of them shifted, uneasy. “Kidnapping an Alpha’s mate is a death sentence.” “She is not their mate,” I snapped, the edge slipping into my voice before I could stop it. I inhaled, steadying myself. “Not truly. The bond is flawed. Twisted. I intend to correct it.” “And after she’s taken?” the woman asked. “What then?”

I watched as my mate took his place. “Alright, the moment we have all been waiting for,” a dramatic drumroll began. “Do you, our esteemed Alpha, our fearless leader, the woman who kicks all of our butts and keeps us in line, accept your mate, the mate fated to you by the Moon Goddess herself, Alpha Reiner!” The crowd went crazy. Barrett was having way too much fun with this. He brought the mic over, sticking it in my face. “Alright folks, settle down, I know you are all excited, but we need to know the answer. Alpha Myla, what is your answer?”

I inquired, turning my face to General Rhodes. “I have a report to make regarding that, my alpha.” General Rhodes replied to me. My face wrinkled as I leaned forward on my chair. “It’s about Freya. The daughter of the traitor.” He continued, and I fell even deeper into a pool of confusion. “And how does the training have anything to do with her?” I asked him, flipping my hands and gently hitting them on my laps. “Alpha Victor. Freya is a curse to this land. Her presence alone is a thorn in our flesh, not to talk of how she is influencing the young wolves to question the pack's rules.” General Rhodes' voice came out sharp and the hall was instantly filled with murmurs.

All I know is that I’m enchanted. Damn. Did I just cross the world of an alpha?

The experience wasn’t just one of pure bliss, but everlasting peace. “I love you, my Alpha,” I whispered, kissing Cillian for the millionth time. “I love you too, my Luna,” Cillian responded after the kiss. Nothing would ever separate us. Like this, we belonged to each other forever and ever. YOU HAVE NOW REACHED THE END OF ALPHA’S REDEMPTION: BOOK 2. STAY TUNED FOR BOOK 3: THE RETURN OF COLTON DE’ LUCA.

She paused dramatically before continuing further: “Choose which one shall earn this honor, and together you will produce offspring worthy enough to carry on our legacy.” One of the women turned to look at me, her blue eyes gleaming in the firelight. "You are the Alpha," she said slowly. "And we need your strength. We wish for you to mate with us," another woman spoke up eagerly. "So that we may breed strong heirs for our race." It all sounded too impossible at first, but then again, stranger things happen in reality. So after an hour of deep thinking, I found myself considering the proposal.

"When spring breaks winter's strangling choke, a second Alpha lifts his stroke— a blade held high to taste your throat." Her head snapped sideways again — a grotesque marionette pulled by invisible strings. "A third Alpha will rise — the thread fate binds — and steal you back from death's designs." "A fourth will be left for dead; Yet you will halt the reaper's tread, And for the life you force to stay, his men spill blood till four alphas lay." Her voice dissolved into a hiss: "At the hands of the one who rules,

I don’t need people thinking I’m crazy or so obsessed with an omega that I’m desperate for her to be my fated mate. It’s best if everyone thinks she is just a breeder until I know more. I don’t believe in fated mates, but I can’t say it doesn’t happen. That’s when it dawns on me that there was an Alpha who found that he had a fated mate. We all thought he was full of shit, but what if he wasn’t? I might have to get in touch with Alpha Ian. He might be able to help me, and no one will think twice about me contacting another Alpha.