Alpha's Runaway Bride.
Maya, a black-haired, black-eyed wolf, has been ostracized by her pack, mistaken for a witch due to her unusual appearance. She perseveres, longing for freedom and true love. Her supposed true love betrays her with her despised sister. Her parents, indifferent to her plight, force her to
participate in the Wolf King's bride selection, a death sentence in her eyes.
Disillusioned, Maya escapes to a chaotic bar, where she saves an Alpha under the influence of an aphrodisiac. This Alpha, unbeknownst to her, is her mate. They spend a passionate night together, but Maya, determined to sever ties with the wolf community, flees before he wakes.
She builds a life in human society and gives birth to triplet Alpha pups. Just as she settles into a peaceful life, a call from her past shatters her illusion. She must return to the wolf pack with her children and face an uncertain fate.
How will the story unfold? How will Maya confront the Wolf King's wrath, especially after secretly bearing his children? Will the pack accept her as their queen despite her witch-like appearance?
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Chapter: Chapter 33. Stolen. Later, after tucking the exhausted children into bed, Maya retreats to her room, her hands shaking as she pulls out the hidden phone. She dials Yuri's number, pressing the device so hard against her ear that it hurts. Each unanswered ring sends a fresh wave of panic through her body. One call. Two calls. Five calls. Ten calls."The number you're trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please leave a message after the tone...""Yuri," she whispers into the phone, her voice cracking. "Please, please pick up. Something's wrong. The children... they're so scared, and Jackson... I need you. Please call me back." She ends the call and immediately dials again, her heart racing faster with each failed attempt.After what feels like hours of trying, Maya drops the phone onto her lap, running her hands through her hair in frustration. This isn't like Yuri at all. He's always been there, always answered her calls, even in the middle of the night. The silence from his end feels wrong, omin
Last Updated: 2025-01-02
Chapter: Chapter 32. The Guest.She presses the phone into Maya's hands, her eyes constantly moving, watching for any sign of discovery. "Please be careful. If Master Jackson finds out...""He won't," Maya assures her, quickly tucking the phone into the pocket of her dress. "Thank you."The maid gives a short nod before slipping away, vanishing among the towering bookshelves as silently as she appeared. Maya waits a few moments, ensuring no one else is around, before hurrying from the library. Her feet carry her swiftly through the mansion's corridors.When she finally reaches her room, she closes the door behind her with trembling hands, turning the lock with an audible click. The phone feels like it's burning a hole in her pocket. She pulls it out, her fingers shaking as she powers it on and finds the single number stored in its memory.The phone rings three times before a familiar voice answers. "Maya?""Yuri," she breathes, tears suddenly springing to her eyes at the sound of her lover's voice. "Oh god, Yuri
Last Updated: 2025-01-01
Chapter: Chapter 31. Madness.Maya freezes in the act of smoothing Eli's blanket. "Had?""I killed him."The words fall into the room like stones into a still pond, creating ripples of silence. Before Maya can process this revelation, let alone respond, Jackson is gone, the door clicking shut behind him with quiet finality.***For several long moments, Maya stands rooted to the spot, her mind spinning with this new information. Then, without quite deciding to do so, she finds herself moving toward the door. She needs answers and needs to understand what could have led to such a terrible confession.The hallway is empty when she steps out, but she can hear movement from somewhere below. Following the sounds, she nearly collides with Mrs. Henderson coming around a corner."Maam! You should be resting," the older woman says, though her usual stern demeanor seems somewhat forced."I need to speak with Jackson, Carmen," Maya says, trying to step around her.Carmens face closes off immediately. "I'm afraid Mr. Cart
Last Updated: 2024-12-31
Chapter: Chapter 30. Murderer.The room falls into a charged silence as Maya and Jackson stare at each other, the air between them thick with unspoken words.Maya can feel the bond humming beneath her skin, more insistent than usual, making her acutely aware of his presence.Jackson's eyes, those impossibly bright eyes that seem to hold centuries of secrets, don't waver from her face."Story time! Story time!" Aiden's voice breaks through the tension, followed quickly by his siblings' eager chants."We want the dragon story!""No, the fairy one!" Rose protests, her small face scrunching up in annoyance."Pirates!" Eli contributes, bouncing on his bed with enough force to make the expensive wooden frame creak.Maya clears her throat and looks away from Jackson, grateful for the interruption. "All right, all right," she says, trying to hide how flustere
Last Updated: 2024-12-28
Chapter: Chapter 29. A taste of Fatherhood. The sight before Maya is nothing short of extraordinary.The normally immaculate Jackson Carter, the terror of the supernatural world and embodiment of cold authority, is on his hands and knees in what appears to be a desperate pursuit of three very naked, very gleeful seven-year-olds.His expensive suit jacket lies discarded on a chair, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and his usually perfect hair falls across his forehead in disarray."Aiden," he calls out, his voice carrying an unmistakable note of exhaustion as he reaches for the closest child, who giggles and darts away with supernatural speed. "Please, just put on your pajamas.""Can't catch me!" Aiden sing-songs, zooming past the alpha with a flash of bare skin and a mischievous grin.Jackson's head drops forward in defeat for a moment before he turns his attention to his daughter. "Rose
Last Updated: 2024-12-27
Chapter: Chapter 28. Bedrest.Maya wakes the next day with cautious hope.Her body feels less like it's being consumed by fire today, though weakness still clings to her limbs like a persistent fog.The massive bedroom, with its dark wood panels and antique furniture, feels more like a gilded cage than ever before.She pushes herself up against the ornate headboard, wincing at the residual ache in her muscles.The clock on the mantelpiece reads just past eight in the morning, and already she can hear the distant sounds of children's laughter echoing through the mansion's halls.Her babies.Her heart aches with the need to see them.A soft knock at the door precedes the entrance of a maid - the first she has seen since arriving here.The woman, probably in her fifties with steel-gray hair pulled into a severe bun
Last Updated: 2024-12-26
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