روايات وقصص ضمن The Alpha Who Swore Never To Claim Me

The bond pulsed, warm and terrifying, lighting every nerve in my body. I had spent my whole life being told I was nothing. And now fate had chosen me. The Alpha stepped forward instinctively, his voice low. “You’re” “Don’t,” I said, breathless. “Please.” I couldn’t handle this. Not now. Not after everything. Rohan moved between us, jaw clenched. “Stay back.” The Alpha’s eyes flicked to him, sharp. “You knew?” “I didn’t,” Rohan snapped. “But she’s not some prize for you to claim.”

Mario as Alexei had called him, stayed frozen. As the moon hit its peak, a pillar of white light seemed to engulf the clearing. Alexei stood and let out an earth-shaking howl. One by one, the people around us shifted, the sound of snapping bones filling the air until I was the only human standing in a sea of massive, bowing wolves, but still non was as Massive as Alexei's wolf. Alexei turned back to me, his golden eyes burning with love and power. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. “You’re mine, Novel, Their Alpha, and your mate, Forever.”

He scrambled away from me as he held his bleeding neck, struggling to breathe. I looked at each and every elder, " You think you can disrespect me?” I sneered. " I am your Alpha! You do not go against my wishes. Just because I'm being lenient doesn't mean I'm a fool. The next person to disrespect me, won't live to tell the story”. I promised. I was still seething. I needed to kill something. I shifted and dashed into the woods, to hunt for prey.

Yet crouched among the broken pieces, it still whined softly. Before dawn, I slung a bag over my shoulder, carrying the sketches I could barely piece together. I walked out of the Blackthorn territory. The moment I crossed the border, a silver notice bloomed inside my mind. [Claiming Release Confirmed.] [Vivienne Hale is no longer bound to Alpha Dorian Blackthorn.] [The Blackthorn Pack no longer has the right to summon, restrain, track, or claim her.] My wolf lifted her head for the first time in days.

I swallowed. “You’re still going to fight this bond, aren’t you?” His expression turned unreadable. “I am Alpha,” he said carefully. “My decisions affect the entire pack.” “That wasn’t my question.” Silence. Then, softly— “Yes.” Honest. At least that. I nodded once. “Good.” His brows furrowed slightly. “Good?” “If you’re fighting it,” I said, meeting his eyes steadily, “then I will too.” Something flickered in his gaze.

He looked at it and Then at me. “This wasn’t on the treaty provision list,” I said. “No.” “He declared me a political obligation in front of two hundred and forty wolves.” “He did.” “And then sent a blanket.” Soren’s face held the same professional blankness it always did. “The Alpha said you were not a prisoner,” he said. “He meant it.” I studied him. “Those two things are not the same position.” “No,” Soren said quietly. “They’re not.” He said nothing else.

The room fell silent again. Then unexpectedly— the Alpha nodded slowly. You can stay here. Several wolves looked surprised. One warrior immediately spoke. “Alpha—” She is exhausted, he cut in calmly. And she has nowhere else to go.” His eyes returned to me. You will stay here until you recover. The tension inside me loosened slightly for the first time in days. Thank you, I whispered. The Alpha gave a small nod. My name is Alpha Kael. I lowered my head respectfully. But before another word could be said—

He hesitated, which was worse than any answer he could have given, and in that hesitation I felt the ground shift beneath everything I had believed true that morning. "Taken," he said finally. "Marked, by their alpha himself. We saw it happen. There was nothing we could do." The world went strange and distant for a moment, sound narrowing to a thin ringing in my ears while my body kept standing there as though nothing had changed at all. Marked. Taken. Two words that rearranged everything I had believed about my own future in the space of a single sentence. I had spent years telling myself that someday, when she was ready, when the timing was right, she would look at me the way I had always

“You delusional bitch! I will kill you! I promise you I will kill you!” She laughs. “Today was a day! Congratulations on your inauguration as Alpha! It was quite an event. See you soon, Papa!” She’s still laughing when she disappears. What has happened? What have I done? Or rather, what has she done to me? I feel weak and emasculated. I decide then and there I will tell no one. Can an Alpha be raped by a female wolf? Never! It didn’t happen. She does not carry my seed, she does not carry my pups. She can’t — if it never happened.

The witch gives me a small smile as she steps back and looks up at the moon. “He’s not my mate.” I snarl as I pull on my chains but they don’t even clang together, let alone allow me to escape. "He's not my Alpha either.” I glare at the witch who looks at me with an uncertain gaze. “My fated mate and my Alpha is Alpha Hunter of the Sliver Pack. He is the only one I will accept and I would rather die than allow you to help that monster bond with me.” I let all of my hatred for Alpha Jacob bleed into my voice as I glare at the witch. I see a flicker of doubt roll across her face before she clears her throat and turns her face back up to the slightly red full moon.