LOGINHannah Jefferson, the daughter of the Alpha of the silver wolf pack, feels unfulfilled in her life. She yearns to meet her mate, hoping this will allow her to finally leave behind the difficult home she grew up in. However, on her eighteenth birthday, instead of meeting her mate, she is given a husband – Alex King, the future Alpha of the Sky Pack and someone she has secretly loved for years. The problem is that Alex's affections are directed at Alice, Hannah's adopted sister. Faced with this situation, Hannah rejects the arranged marriage, but it seems fate has other plans that are out of her control. Hannah finds herself at a crossroads. While she had hoped her mate would come to rescue her, she is now entangled in a forced marriage to Alex, someone she cares for deeply but who is mated to another. Read and discover how Hannah navigates the challenges of being married to someone mated to another, even as she harbors profound love for him.
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I was sitting on the bed while my bridal dress was covering almost the whole bed. I was being presented to a man that I haven't seen ever and know nothing about him.
But at the time of marriage I couldn't even see him properly and to be honest I was more concerned about so much else. My life was turned upside down in the last three days.
I was pressurized so much to marry a person that I didn't know. His Mom just took me to this bedroom and I was seeing around and it was a really lavishing big room. The curtains, the rug, the bed everything was so Fancy.
I knew that my Husband was Rich but I never imagined this rich. I mean my whole apartment was the size of that bedroom. I was tired of sitting like a doll on that bed. But I wasn't supposed to get up as his mother advised.
I was thinking of the situation My Mom put me in and now I have to deal with it. An unknown family, an unknown person. God, forbid.
I was processing so many things in my mind when I heard the door opening sound and then someone entered the room.
Now, my heartbeat started rising. I had been with my boyfriend alone so many times but we had our limits and we were planning to marry but my plans got canceled because of the person entering the room.
I didn't want him to touch me but I couldn't say anything as I was just there by my own choice. I was having so many thoughts in my mind. What type of person he would be??
Would he even care about me or not?? What would happen to me now??
He was approaching the bed and then he stopped and sat on the other side of the bed and opened the drawer.
He took out something from there and threw it in my lap.
"here's your gift for the wedding from me!! And don't flatter yourself too much. You should consider this an honor sitting with me on my bed. It's just my Dad's wish and one more thing Don't you ever expect anything between the two of us. You can live here and just be their daughter-in-law but we will be just strangers nothing else."
He said so many things all of a sudden and I got nervous when he humiliated me like that I wanted to say so much but I kept myself calm and was waiting for him to say anything.
''Aren't you gonna say anything?? You know it's better if you don't say anything. I like silence in my room and I will be sleeping on the couch and you will sleep on the bed. ''
Well, that was relieving. I wasn't even ready for anything embarrassing. And I would be much more comfortable if he would be on the couch I had no problem with him and actually, I wanted everything like that too.
I was in a serious relationship with someone else and I can't just develop feelings for anybody else.
Finally, I was free and I took a deep breath and looked up. He was sitting by the side of me so I couldn't look at his face and sitting in the same pose I asked.
"By good daughter-in-law, what do you mean by that?? Should I behave like a slave?? What do you expect??"
"No, I don't know. I am tired I wanna sleep now. Change and take some rest."
I got up and looked around and as I see his face I couldn't believe it was him.
The pervert from the bar..
"You."
"You, Oh no." He said while making an angry face.
"You, Oh gosh. Just when I think that it couldn't go much bad It gets worse. Out of all other men in the city he chose you to be my Husband??"
I sat back holding my head because I was recalling my fight with him at the bar a few days ago.
"Listen, I am as shocked as you. What the hell Dad was thinking??"
"He was thinking of a way to make my life hell and look he goes succeeded."
I was pointing at him and he frowned and got up.
"Oh really, Madam Even I am not dancing seeing your face. I am as shocked as you. "
"Oh come on. The girl with whom you were flirting that night is now your wife and is sitting in your bed. It must be the best day of your life."
I said while taking off my jewelry and throwing it on the dressing table. I was seeing his face in the mirror and he was pretending as if was so angry.
"Listen What happened that night was a misunderstanding. And listen madam I have a girlfriend and I have seen so many beautiful girls in my life. You are not so special."
"Oh really?? Daddy's boy is getting angry now. Well, thankfully you cleared everything. I have a boyfriend too and I wasn't dying to marry you. I too was forced."
"Oh, Your love story won't get Disturbed. I will divorce you sooner."
This made me, even more, happier because that face wasn't the one I would love to see daily.
"Really??"
I jumped with happiness and got up and looked at him.
He was placing his hands on his waist.
"Yeah, Even I am not dying to be with you. But it all will take some time. Till then we both will just pretend normal in front of our parents. And then you will be on your way and I'll be on mine"
"Deal"
Now, that was decided. He went to the changing room and I was taking off the jewelry and he came back and I was getting up and going to take some clothes for myself.
I opened my bag but couldn't find my night suit and then I opened the other one but there was nothing. I was wondering about my clothes meanwhile he was out of the washroom and had changed into his night suit.
He looked at me and then at my suitcase and then he stopped immediately.
"What have you done??"
Six years laterThe sky hangs heavy with gray clouds, casting a somber pallor over the cemetery. A steady, cold rain patters against the black canopy of our umbrella, each drop echoing the ache in our hearts. The chill in the air seeps into our bones, an unwelcome reminder that even as spring struggles to emerge, grief knows no season. The wind sighs through the skeletal trees, carrying with it the earthy scent of damp soil and the delicate perfume of early blossoms. As we stand at the wrought-iron gates, the weight of sorrow presses down upon us, suffocating in its intensity.Alex grips my hand tightly, our fingers intertwining, as our five-year-old daughter, Arabella, nestles between us beneath the shelter of the umbrella. Her small hand clutches a posy of wildflowers, their vibrant petals a stark contrast to the monochrome landscape. She gazes up at me, her wide, gray eyes—so like her father’s—brimming with questions she’s still too young to articulate. In the soft curve of her che
I blink, and she’s gone like a wisp of smoke. A heartbeat later, my bedroom door explodes inward with a thunderous crash. Alice strides in, an aura of dark power radiating from her very being. I stare, transfixed by the haunting metamorphosis she has undergone, barely recognizing the woman before me as my sister.“What happened to you?” I whisper, my voice laced with disbelief and dread as if addressing a vengeful spirit.Alice ignores my question, her eyes burning with a sinister light. “Do you know I have dreamt of this moment a million times?” She takes slow, deliberate steps towards me, each footfall reverberating through the floorboards. An ominous energy crackles around her, suffocating the very air.I instinctively step back, putting distance between us as dread coils in my stomach. “Is that so?” I keep my tone even, masking the frantic pounding of my heart. My mind races, scanning for exits, assessing potential weapons - anything to buy me time against this twisted version of
I shake my head vigorously, trying to dislodge the memory of that fateful day from my mind. So many lives were lost, so much pain and suffering inflicted. Too many people are still counting on me, relying on my strength to make sure that doesn’t repeat itself.Seeking a distraction from the thoughts swirling in my head, I decide to check on Mila. Perhaps her company will provide a much-needed respite. I make my way down the corridor, my footsteps echoing hollowly, and knock gently on her door. No response. A tendril of concern winds its way through me as I call out, “Mila? Are you here?”Only silence answers me. Taking a deep breath, I slowly push open the door and step inside, my eyes widening in shock at the sight that greets me. Mila and Cameron are tangled together on the bed, bodies intertwined, clothes scattered haphazardly across the floor. They are so lost in having sex that they remain oblivious to my presence. Heat rushes to my cheeks as a wave of embarrassment washes over
The golden sun hangs high in the clear morning sky, its warm rays filtering through the lush canopy and casting dappled shadows across the forest clearing where Mom and I train. The earthy scent of pine needles and rich soil fills my nostrils as I inhale deeply, relishing the crisp autumn air. For the past month, she’s been patiently guiding me, helping me harness and master the powers that course through my veins - the same awe-inspiring abilities as my aunt, the power to shield and protect my fellow werewolves.In our sleek wolf forms, we move with fluid grace and agility, our glossy black fur shimmering like obsidian in the honeyed light. Though I didn’t inherit my father’s russet coat, I wear my own with pride. It feels exhilarating and freeing to embrace my wolf side again after so long, my muscles rippling beneath my fur as we dance through our rigorous training session. Jane stands in the open field with us, her presence crucial for the training. The soft susurration of the bre
Mom finishes the story, her voice quivering as she recalls how fiercely I resisted when they tried to lock my memories. She confesses she was initially reluctant to take Alice because of the immense risk involved, but her parents’ insistence and her desperation to keep me safe forced her hand.“Wow, I had my reservations about the Alpha and Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack, but finding out they offered Alice despite knowing the risks leaves me utterly speechless,” Alex says, his eyes wide with astonishment.“Me too,” Mom replies, her voice heavy with disdain. “They were so power-hungry. They saw Alice as a means to gain a more powerful daughter.”“Yeah, but their plan backfired since my memories were locked away with the power,” I say, and Mom nods in agreement, her expression somber.“How about Kevin? How did he end up with you after being presumed dead?” Alex asks, leaning forward with curiosity.“He discovered what his parents did and was furious. All this time, he believed Alice was wit
HANNAHAlex’s car screeches to a halt, and we tumble out onto the bloodstained grounds of the Sky pack territory. I gasp in horror, my eyes widening as I take in the carnage surrounding us. Broken bodies litter the earth - men, women, even children, their limbs contorted at grotesque angles. Pools of crimson spread outward, staining the grass a deep, violent red. My stomach lurches as I spot disembodied hearts ripped from chests and discarded like refuse. The metallic stench of death clogs my nostrils, dredging up memories of the brutal attack on the Silver wolf pack years ago. But this...this is so much worse. More savage, more merciless, a massacre of innocents.“Alex!” A familiar voice cuts through the eerie silence. I whip around to see Luna Marley staggering towards us, her clothes and skin drenched in scarlet from head to toe. She looks like she has crawled straight out of a slaughterhouse.“Mom!” Alex rushes forward, frantic hands roving over her, checking for injuries.“It’s






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