Alpha’s Claimed Mate.
Royce Wrights rejected by my best friend and alpharejected by the alpha claimed by his brotherclaimed by the alpha's loverejected by alpha, mated to his alpha king uncle
In the dream, she’d changed—skin cracking, bones shifting—and she came at me fast, tearing through trees and screaming my name like it was a curse.
I didn’t run. I couldn’t. I just *froze*—like prey.
“I saw her,” I whispered, voice catching. “Ava. She was—she was—. A werewolf. She turned and... she wanted to kill me.”
Asher was quiet for a second. His thumb moved gently across the inside of my wrist, grounding me.
“It was just a dream,” he said softly.
“No. It felt *real.*” I looked at him. “I could hear her breathing. I could feel the ground shaking. I couldn’t move, Asher. I just *stood there.*”