The Wrong Alpha A Twist Of Fate 소설 & 이야기

TESSA Less than twenty-four hours ago, my entire life went to complete shit, and now the Alpha of the most powerful pack in the realm is in the next room deciding whether or not I’ll live to see tomorrow. This all started with an unfortunate accident. My brother killed one of the members of his pack. It’d been a moment of chaos and bad timing and goddess knows what else — but dead is dead, and Kaz Ryker doesn’t care about intentions when one of his own stops breathing.

Wait, what? Before I knew anything, I was in my wedding dress, and standing in front of me was the alpha of Silver river pack, Alpha Curtis, and right now he was looking at me with hate and disgust. Hey! Don’t look at me like that! It’s not like I wanted to do this. I rolled my eyes and apparently he saw that because right now the look on his face was added a bit of anger and shock. Yeah didn’t see that coming did you? A smirk crept up my face until my eyes met with my father’s.

] The Alpha Of Alphas rose slowly to his feet and faced the training ground once more, ignoring the tears streaming down his face as he stared at the lifeless form lying there. "You have asked a question, My Beta..." He spoke softly. "Fate is when you've spent forty years without a Mate and when the Luna Goddess decides to give you a Mate she gives you a Tiger and not just any Tiger your enemy as a Mate, that is fate, My Beta." A new voice came from behind him. The Alpha Of Alphas turned, expecting someone else, a stranger, another Alpha perhaps. Instead, he found a small child staring at him with large grey eyes filled with curiosity and a burning taste for revenge. He looked so much like h

She wanted to remain as anonymous as she could until all was settled. The Alpha knew he could not do anything. He needed to go back to the top, and if this old woman could make it happen for him, then he would risk it. Gingerly, he outstretched his right hand and held the stick. The old witch hit the tail of the stick on the ground. The ground around them shook a bit and then broke. Before the Alpha could fully understand what was happening, he was slipping and falling into a dark hole. An unexpected scream left his lips as his fingers were about to leave the stick.

It's a miracle that I am no longer afraid of him. "If I hadn't stopped you and pulled you back inside, you would have been stuck in the middle of the elevator doors and become sandwiched. I saved you from not getting hurt but you're talking back at me instead of thanking me," Alpha Jacob replied angrily, his beautiful chocolate-colored eyes fixed on my face.

"But it changes nothing. You're still going to die. William is still going to suffer. And I'm still going to finally get what I deserve." Outside, tires screeched. A car door slammed. William burst through the warehouse entrance, chest heaving, eyes wild with fear. "Lucy!" He froze when he saw the scene. Grace tied up. Brad with a gun. Webb in the shadows. Lucy standing alone in the middle. "William, don't," Lucy said. "He's going to kill us all." "No," Brad said, suddenly calm again. "Just you two. Dr. Chen and Webb are witnesses. They'll tell the world how the great William Ashcroft and his social-climbing wife died at the hands of the brother he betrayed. My redemption story."

A twisted knot of fate had tied us together, and there was no running from it. Lyall didn’t push further, just nodded. "Understood, Alpha. For now, I’ll keep an eye on things." "You’re fighting fate, Alpha" he added quietly. "That never ends well." “Fate has never ended well” I emotionlessly asserted.

All tall, dark and stupidly handsome, like he’d just walked out of some fantasy novel instead of a wrecked sports car. I slammed my locker shut a little harder than necessary. “Stop it, Freya,” I muttered to myself. So what if his smile made my stomach do a silly little flip? So what if his blue eyes seemed to see right through the walls I’d spent years building? He was still a Ramsey. I could still see him as a boy, his face in that hateful crowd, his voice… I shook my head, trying to dislodge the bitter memory. It was no use. He was the future Alpha. I was the traitor’s daughter. Our worlds were oil and water. They didn’t mix.

I whispered, "I can't. Mother's face grew as hard as a rock. “You’ll abort the baby.” My eyes were again filled with tears. Don't make me do this! “Will the Alpha ever get the truth?” Helena demanded sharply. “If he found out the woman he marked is not Selene, what would happen?” My heart was clenched tight. The mark. I was almost unaware of it. Mother’s voice became colder. “The Alpha is not yours, it is your sister's.” I lowered my eyes slowly. Everything hurt. My chest. My head. My heart. I was feeling completely helpless.