Romans & histoires Unbound By Choice Rejecting The Obsidian Alpha

“A moment where you will have to choose between your heart loyalty and survival.” I frowned.“I do not understand.” She stepped closer to me. Then she said the words that made my entire body freeze. “There will come a time when you may have to eliminate the Triarch Alphas of Obsidian Veil.” My breath caught in my throat.“What the fuck?” Her voice did not change. “You may be forced to destroy the very men who claim you as theirs.” My heart started beating harder.“That is insane,” I said quickly. “There is no way something like that would ever happen.”

Alpha Roderick continued to press on, not letting the dark silhouette intimidate him. “THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE… THE CHILD IS MINE!” Norway roared, also laying claim to the unborn child and disregarding the dark silhouette that made everyone frightened. I knew that at some point, they would try to use their Alpha power to make me submit—to choose either one of them. And when that happened, the Pack would divide, potentially leading to war. But that would never happen because I wasn’t choosing any one of them. My child was unique, a gift from the goddess, and this unborn child would not lead to the exile or execution of the unchosen Alpha.

she says and leaves my room. I propped up the pillow nicely, lay my head down slowly, and closed my eyes. Not long after that, I started drifting off into the darkness… “I, Jake Currington, future Alpha of the Dark Moon pack, reject you, April Robinson, as my mate and future Luna of this pack.” Those words haunted me even in my dreams, and just like that, my eyes snapped open. Ugh, I knew what followed. I had lived it; there was no need to dream about it, either.

"I can't believe you voted against me at the council meeting. Why would you do that to your only child?" His eyes went to mine briefly before dropping to the ground like I was something shameful to witness. "I did what was best for the pack," he said quietly. "And for this family." "Best for the pack?" My voice cracked. "How is choosing Cassandra over me best for anyone?" "You are an omega," Vivienne interjected smoothly. "An omega with no prospects, no standing, someone who ran away and got herself pregnant by..." She waved a hand dismissively. "Well, we all know the Alpha only acknowledged you out of obligation not desire."

He is fighting the dampening layer. I step even closer, until our bodies almost touch again. “Look at the world,” I say softly. “It is stable. Yes. But it is obedient.” Alpha does not deny it. “Obedience reduces conflict.” “It erases choice.” Silence from Alpha. Dylan’s eyes search mine. For a second, the distance flickers. He leans forward slightly. Not a full step. But enough that our foreheads nearly touch. His voice drops lower. “Tell me what to do,” he says quietly.

“It is transforming.” The air in the cell thickened. “Into what?” I asked. She hesitated. “For centuries, the Umbral heir was not chosen by an Alpha.” My pulse hammered. “The Alpha was chosen by her.” The world seemed to tilt again. “I don’t want that,” I said fiercely. “I don’t want him bound because of blood.” “Then you must learn to control what is waking.” Control. As if I had ever been given that luxury. Footsteps echoed faintly in the corridor beyond.

This is not the first, second or even third time that he and I have interacted at the Moonfall Gala. Elder Helena slowly shakes her head as she watches him. "The Moon has already made her decision," she says, and Alaric glances at me once, failing to believe what he is hearing, "Then tell us how to undo it." Alaric suddenly says, and once again a series of low murmurs circulate through the room. "If Alpha Vera chooses to reject the bond, she may do so." Elder Helena explains as she looks towards me just as the room grows quiet again.

“If the choice is between a perfect finding nobody accepts and terms that reduce the chance of another incident, I want the terms.” No growl. No performance. No need to punish someone before he considered the result legitimate. Hallie met his gaze. He met her eyes. For one beat, the room blurred. Not because they agreed about everything. Because he understood the trade she was asking everyone else to make. Then Hallie faced the table again. The Alpha on the right rubbed a hand over his jaw. “So our account stays ours.” “Yes.” “Their account stays theirs.” “Yes.” “And signing future obligations does not mean accepting their version of the past.”

Not as a creature. Not as a weapon. Not as a bloodline. As memory. The chamber disappeared. Every person in the world suddenly saw a single moment. Not their own. Someone else's. A mother holding a child. A soldier refusing an order. An Alpha choosing kindness over instinct. An Omega choosing independence. A scientist walking away from Blackthorn. A girl saying no. A boy saying yes. A couple choosing each other without being forced. A person choosing to leave. A person choosing to stay.

"You're going to be in serious trouble. The Alpha could kill you, Eve!" At the mention of the Alpha, a shiver ran down my spine. I wasn't stupid. I knew how dangerous he could be, and I wasn't eager to find out what he would do if he discovered I'd disobeyed him. But the thought of staying here without answers was almost worse. "I won't get caught," I promised. "You can't promise that!" Marina threw her hands up in frustration. "You don't even know what's waiting for you out there." "I know, but I have to try."