FATED TO A TYRANT

FATED TO A TYRANT

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"There’s no way I would ever spawn a child for a violent and bloodthirsty man like you." - WILLA CORALINE ALFIERO "Keep this in mind, Miss Alfiero… I would rather end the Wick bloodline than continue it with the likes of you." - GALLAHAN WICK Willa Alfiero had once naively thought she could fix her fated mate's twisted beliefs after she met him in the middle of a bloody battle. But her optimism was quickly burned to ashes when she learned that her fated mate was no ordinary enemy, but was actually Gallahan Wick. The General of the Culling Army. Son of the Alpha King. The tyrant who conquered and looted multiple human kingdoms. Willa couldn’t bear to surrender to the side Gallahan belonged to, much less turn a blind eye to his twisted and cruel acts, even though nature and instinct dictated her to stay with him. So, she ran away. She was also forced to retreat as a Warrior of her pack and as a soldier of the ongoing war between the League of the Moon and the Culling Army. Not because her mind and heart had been swayed. Not because she wasn’t brave enough to fight Gallahan in another battle. But because she was pregnant, and she intended to keep her children hidden from their tyrannical father. But no secret could stay as a secret forever. Gallahan was bound to find out about the existence of his children. With their opposing beliefs and strained past, would their tie as fated mates be enough to bring their family back together?

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Chapter 1

THE BATTLE IN THE FERNDELL FOREST

WILLA’S POV

For nearly all of my life, I had dreamed of the moment I would finally meet my fated mate. But never in my wildest imagination did I ever think I would meet him in the middle of a violent battle, fighting for opposing and irreconcilable causes.

And yet… Here I was.

I stood frozen in place as my hold around my daggers loosened slightly.

It seemed as if the world blurred into nothing, while time took on an odd shift, moving sluggishly in slow motion. But my heart defied the seemingly slow ticking of time as it thundered in my chest, clamoring for the magnificent wolf standing in front of me.

His thick pelt that was darker than the gloom of the bloody night looked unfairly silky underneath the brilliance of the waxing gibbous moon. His eyes glowed a vibrant amber, so beautiful in their depth that they almost looked like an endless pool of liquid gold.

“My mate,” I called out even though I knew my voice would simply drown in the noisy din of the battle.

But the wolf seemed to have heard me. He took a sure step towards me, and then another until the distance between us was close to nonexistent.

The need to touch coursed through my entire being, and it was so strong that I dropped my weapons to the ground against my better judgment.

We were in the middle of a battle! Only fools with no care for their lives would leave themselves unarmed. And if I had any working brain cells left, I would’ve shifted to my wolf form in the next heartbeat.

But I didn’t.

Rationality seemed to evade me, because the next thing I did was touch the quiet black wolf, petting him on his head, right on the spot between his ears.

The thudding of my heart grew quicker and louder, and my blood seemed to burn as it flowed through my veins. Carnal desires awakened in the pit of my stomach, and wet heat slowly pooled in my underwear.

A low, reverberating growl erupted from the wolf, and I knew then that he was aware that he had triggered my heat, putting me at the precipice of my instincts to bond and mate with him.

All around us, the ruthless and bloody fighting continued, oblivious to the moment shared between me and an enemy wolf.

All except for my twin brother.

“What are you doing?” William hissed, tugging my arm so harshly that I staggered backwards.

But he wasn’t looking at me. His eyes that glowed a vivid viridian were glued on the black wolf, staring with barely held fury. His tight and sure grip on his wharncliffe blade never wavered as he pointed the weapon threateningly at the enemy that was now snarling aggressively at him, baring all sharp teeth in warning.

A wave of pleasure ran through my spine at the reverberating sound, and my knees nearly buckled as the need for my fated mate grew stronger.

“Will,” I began to say, prying my brother’s hand away from my arm, and it was enough to earn me a bewildered look from my brother. “I must go. I’ll…”

I sent the wolf a glance, my mouth growing dry.

“He is an enemy, Willa!”

“I know!” I retorted, my voice becoming almost shrilly. “But he is also my…”

William stole a glance at the wolf, his anger fizzling into defeat. “Fuck. Of all people…”

“I know,” I repeated, softly this time and meaning it differently. “But our bloodline has always known the sacredness of such ties, Will.”

Green-eyed werewolves like us had been known as the descendants of the very first fated pair of werewolves. And while a coupling of two fated mates was irrefutably rare as it was precious among our kind, it was all the more sacred for my bloodline.

Just then, a piercing and harrowing howl rose above the chaotic cacophony of the battle. A wolf had just lost a mate in the fight.

“It’s Strome,” William breathed out in horror, recognizing the pained and angry howl of his best friend. Then for a moment, a torn expression crossed his face, and his grip on me finally loosened.

I quickly took the opportunity to bolt, and my fated mate moved in sync with me. He pivoted, positioning his body to allow me to climb on his back.

“Go!” I yelled at my brother, comfortably settling on the wolf’s back, securely digging my fingers through the soft pelt on the back of his neck. “Do not worry about me. I can handle myself.”

“He may be your fated mate, but he is still an enemy. Do not be complacent,” William warned, giving me a hard look.

“You should be careful too.”

And with that, the wolf dashed away, whisking me from the scene of the battlefield that went on in the middle of the Ferndell Forest.

The crisp night breeze hit my face as the wolf ran through the forest, heading east towards the neighboring human kingdom that had already been conquered by the Alpha King and his Culling Army that was headed by his son, Gallahan Wick.

‘Of course,’ I thought wryly, ‘He is bringing me to enemy territory.’

But I didn’t truly feel any dread nor any fear. There was comfort and safety in the presence of my fated mate, and I was confident that despite being on different sides of this war, he wouldn’t dare hurt me. Much less kill me.

What I was confident of was how he would take care of me in all the intimate ways a good wolf would to his mate in heat.

The mere idea of it sent a shiver all over my body, and my need to be claimed and marked by him hit me like a truck.

A copious amount of wetness oozed out of me, and I had no doubt the wolf felt my slick on his back from the way he growled impatiently.

If I had no shame, I would’ve transformed in that moment and be mounted in my wolf form. But as heats usually lasted for a few days with the help of a mate, a proper place to be filled and knotted would be more ideal than a dirty ground in the middle of a thick forest.

Thinking about getting filled and knotted by the perfect person birthed for my soul and my soul alone sent me bending forward, burying my face in the soft fuzz of the wolf’s pelt.

“Faster,” I pleaded, desperately wanting to see the man I was lucky enough to have as my fated mate.

‘He is an enemy,’ my mind unhelpfully reminded, but the caution blurred into nothing when he let out a possessive snarl.

“Yes,” I moaned, rutting my hips on my mate’s back. “Yours. Take me home now.”

Whether it was his own impatience or the fact that I was getting wetter with every second that ticked by due to being on the cusp of a full blown heat, I wasn’t entirely certain. But the wolf was spurred to run faster, all four legs working with fervor to bring me to a safe place where he can claim me.

Finally, after minutes that seemed to drag on for an eternity, the wolf came to a stop right in front of a simple but homey cabin, just on the outskirts of fallen human kingdom.

I slid off his back as gracefully as I could with my heat-addled mind and the juices that trickled out of me ceaselessly in preparation for our impending mating.

Anticipation thrummed beneath my skin, and desire coiled in my stomach, while my instincts clamored to override my logic.

This was a moment I have been waiting for. Enemy or not, this man was mine. Mine in body, heart, mind and soul. So completely and utterly mine that I absurdly felt like I am in the safest place in this world. Worries and doubts had no place in the moment, and I knew then that it was okay to succumb to my instincts and my wolf’s desire to be claimed and bonded for life.

So when I was immediately caged by my mate, who had already shifted back to his human form, once inside the privacy and safety of the cabin, I didn’t even bat an eye nor wince at the suddenness of the act. Instead, I welcomed him in my arms, his naked body pressing me against the door.

“Mine,” he growled, his nose buried in the juncture where my neck met my shoulder. He stole a deep whiff of my scent, then moaned in sheer delight. 

“Yes, yours.”

“Call me Han,” he murmured, his lips ghosting my ear.

“Willa,” I managed to say while being utterly distracted by the way his hands were sliding up and down my waist and hips.

“Willa,” he parroted huskily.

The sound of my name on his tongue had me smiling. How could anyone manage to make my name sound so sensual and oddly beautiful at the same time?

“Yes, Han?” I purred as I gifted his arms with feather-like caresses.

“You are driving me insane.”

Suddenly, with eyes still glowing in its beautiful shade of amber, he pulled away and stood a good step away from me, uncaring of his state of undress.

But I suppose he wouldn’t find any problem with it given the way his face and body seemed to be sculpted by an expert artisan’s hands. His face was chiseled in an attractively masculine way, yet it retained a boyish charm through the vivaciousness in his gaze and the blitheness of the smile on his pink lips. His shoulders were broad and confident, and he was packing muscles, defined and strong, giving him exquisite lines I could spend a day or two tracing with my fingers. Then, the star of the glorious image of him, was the manhood he was endowed with. It stood erect, thick and long with a tip flushed and mildly leaking in clear arousal that I felt too.

“Are you interested in having a conversation right now to address the elephant in the room, or would you rather see what other things my mouth can do for you?”

“And by elephant, do you mean the fact that we are on different sides of this war?” I asked, tilting my head slightly to the side. It was a small and subtle gesture of seduction that got his gaze hungrily staring at the spot where he clearly wanted to bite me. “Even though I think now is not the ideal time for us to parley, I would definitely love to learn later on why you fight for the Alpha King for such a greedy and violent cause.”

Han grinned rakishly, his eyes seemingly becoming brighter at the challenge of having an enemy as his fated mate. “Oh goodie. You are one of those deeply self-righteous heathens then!”

I shot him the deadliest glare I could manage while in an aroused state. I then retorted, “So what other things can your mouth do for me then? Because it’s clearly not the best at dirty talk.”

He was on me in a heartbeat again, pressing himself so damn close that I could feel his body heat permeate through the fabric of my clothes.

“And do you have a point of comparison, mate? Have you given yourself to someone else? Are you going to compare me to them? See who’s better in bed? Hm? You don’t have to. I’ll make sure you forget them for good. I’ll erase every trace of their kisses and touches on your body, and-”

“Have you taken a proper look at my green eyes? I am sure you know what these eyes mean for our kind,” I interjected breathlessly.

Han grunted his affirmation before his lips found my neck and started peppering me with light kisses.

“It has been a strict tradition, rule actually, for green-eyed werewolves of our bloodline to always wait for our fated mate. It is only, ah-”

A distractingly pleasant suck at a spot just below my ear had me moaning softly, cutting my explanation short.

He slid a thigh between my legs, pressing it upwards against my weeping cunt, making me moan once more.

Feeling the wetness that had leaked through the fabric of my breeches, he then murmured, “Maybe it’s time for our bodies to do the talking.”

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great and unique story. 🫶
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intriguing premise. the world building is nice. story is well-written too. .........
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THE BATTLE IN THE FERNDELL FOREST
WILLA’S POVFor nearly all of my life, I had dreamed of the moment I would finally meet my fated mate. But never in my wildest imagination did I ever think I would meet him in the middle of a violent battle, fighting for opposing and irreconcilable causes.And yet… Here I was.I stood frozen in place as my hold around my daggers loosened slightly.It seemed as if the world blurred into nothing, while time took on an odd shift, moving sluggishly in slow motion. But my heart defied the seemingly slow ticking of time as it thundered in my chest, clamoring for the magnificent wolf standing in front of me.His thick pelt that was darker than the gloom of the bloody night looked unfairly silky underneath the brilliance of the waxing gibbous moon. His eyes glowed a vibrant amber, so beautiful in their depth that they almost looked like an endless pool of liquid gold.“My mate,” I called out even though I knew my voice would simply drown in the noisy din of the battle.But the wolf seemed to h
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IMPULSES AND INSTINCTS
WILLA’S POVHis lips were on mine before I could even utter a reply, and I responded eagerly to the kiss, feeling the rightness and perfection of the act.It felt like being completed even though there wasn’t a missing piece of me before. It just seemed like it moved my heart, mind and soul, putting my entire being to right.I couldn’t help but sigh into the kiss that was surprisingly slow and steady. I had expected him to kiss me with hunger and fervor, wanting to explore every inch, given the way he had been rough and impatient in invading my personal space earlier.“Han,” I gasped when he pulled away to lick, bite and suck on the side of my neck.He slightly moved his thigh that was lodged between my legs, moving it slightly to provide friction to my cunt.“Fuck,” I cursed, feeling a thick spark of pleasure ran through my entire body. I began to move my hips, chasing the same delicious friction he just gave me.I could feel his smug smirk against my jaw, and I would’ve wiped it off
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THE SOFTNESS AFTER THE ROUGHNESS
GALLAHAN’S POVMy knot had finally abated after nearly a fucking hour, and I slipped out of Willa as carefully and as quietly as I could so I wouldn’t accidentally jostle her awake. Even pulling out nearly had me moaning, my sensitive cock twitching in interest.‘I am a man with a well-functioning head. Not a beast with nothing but instincts,’ I mentally reminded myself, willing the desire to bury my traitorous cock inside her hot and welcoming channel that felt so snug around me.I had to take a slow, shuddering breath to calm myself and my inner wolf.Willa whined softly in dissatisfaction as I shifted on the bed. She rolled around, turning to face me, her eyes closed and her eyebrows furrowed.The lines between her brows eased and disappeared once she had burrowed herself against my chest. The sight of it nearly made me burst at the disgusting affection that swelled inside of me. To make matters worse for my weakening heart was the fact that the contours of her body fit so well aga
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IRRECONCILABLE DIFFERENCE
GALLAHAN’S POVA dismal look marred Willa’s features, despite the tiny curl at the ends of her lips. She was looking down at the plate of stir fried noodles that were still mildly glistening in sauce.“The war is a polarizing topic,” she said at last. “So I was thinking while in the bathroom…”“Yes?” I urged on, taking a salacious tone with my voice.A withering glare from her got me grinning.“Maybe it would help if we ease ourselves into this conversation, instead of diving head first into a topic we are sure to fight about.”I hummed with a nod of my head. “So you’re suggesting having small talks?”A pink hue dusted the apples of her cheeks. “Yeah. I am. It allows us to establish rapport, I suppose. Makes us feel a little more comfortable. Maybe then we could slowly broach the sensitive topic without one of us immediately getting defensive and angry.”“That makes sense,” I replied, picking up one of the forks and handing it to Willa.She accepted it with a whispered ‘thanks’ and be
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DENIAL AND BODY TALK
WILLA’S POVOf all people, my fated mate had to be Gallahan Wick.Was this a cruel trick? What did I do to deserve a man who, at eighteen, formed and led the Alpha King’s Culling Army to seize and loot human kingdoms, and capture, torture and subjugate innocent humans.His hands were not only tainted. They were soaked with the blood of hundreds of people, both humans and werewolves, and I had let the very same hands hold me so intimately.Guilt roared to life inside my chest all of a sudden, clawing at my lungs and heart. I felt like I had betrayed those who had entrusted the League of the Moon to fight the tyrannical regime of the Alpha King and his son.I knew I already did when I turned my back on my comrades in the middle of battle. But this was a whole different story, a different kind of betrayal.Gallahan was the real enemy. He wasn’t just a mere soldier of this war. Gallahan himself had led the crusade against humans, even fighting his own kind who couldn’t stomach his ideologi
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THE WITCHES OF THE CULLING ARMY
GALLAHAN’S POVI already knew even before I opened my eyes that Willa was gone. That she had left without so much of a goodbye.I didn’t know whether to laugh in bitterness or yell in anger. I also didn’t know if I should be grateful that Willa spared me from a direct and personal rejection, or be outraged that she didn’t seem to think I was worthy of a proper one after I had claimed her as mine. Most importantly, I didn’t know if I had wanted her to stay or to actually leave to save us from another fight where none of us would win.Fuck… Of all people, why did it have to be her?My hand went to the juncture where my neck and shoulder met, feeling the absence of her bite on my skin.Damn it.
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A BROTHER’S JUDGMENT
WILLA’S POVI never knew I could still be grounded at my grand age of twenty-one. But here I was, sequestered in my room for my negligence during the battle in the Ferndell Forest and for not coming back sooner than I should’ve.But I actually had no qualms about the punishment dealt to me, because it allowed me the quiet time alone to muse on my time with Gallahan and to sort myself out before having to face other people.The solitary quiet stretched for almost three weeks when a patterned knock—one that my twin and I made at the age of eight to let each other know it was us on the other side of the door—disturbed my pathetic wallowing on my bed. The door then slightly opened without my permission, and William poked his head in.“May I come in, dear little sis?
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LIKELY POSSIBILITY
WILLA’S POVA loud, hysterical laugh burst out of me, while William only watched with furrowed brows and lips set into a firm line.“You can’t be serious,” I said after my laughter ebbed away. “If you’re simply basing your conclusion on my scent, what you’ve detected could be explained by the claiming bite.”But even as I reasoned against William’s claim, I wasn’t foolishly naive to think that it was absolutely impossible. After all, Gallahan had knotted me twice. William had also sounded certain, and he wasn’t the type of person who would make wild or drastic conclusions if they didn’t hold much ground or merit.“Again, do not try to be obtuse on purpose, Willa. Gallahan triggered your heat that night. You disappeared for nearly a week before you returned home with a claiming bite. And while I have no desire to know or discuss what you and Gallahan were up to in those days, I am sure that-”“I didn’t even get to spend an entire day with him, Will,” I interjected, “What?” William’s br
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A MISSIVE AND A CONFIRMATION
WILLA’S POVMy heart nearly leapt to my throat as I heard what Brandon had said.A missive from Gallahan.A million possibilities flashed in my mind one after another.Was he looking for me?Was he trying to win me back?Was he declaring to formally court me?Or was he simply baiting me?Was he trying to use our connection as fated mates to manipulate me or gain an upper hand in the war?I swallowed thickly as I tried to remain as calm as possible, fully intent not to let myself show even a sliver of my inner turmoil.
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THE PARLEY
GALLAHAN’S POV“Can you stop pacing around?” Maliya asked with exasperation loud in her voice.I didn’t bother stopping as I replied, “Either you let me walk around in circles or you are going to allow me a bottle of whiskey. Go ahead. Take your pick.”“Seriously, Gallahan. Relax,” Zuleika chimed in, mindlessly playing with a thin cluster of her curly brown hair.She wasn’t even looking at me. Her gaze was focused on one of the chairs on the other side of the mahogany table, making it twirl around ceaselessly on one leg.She was clearly jittery from nerves too. Hypocrite.“Pot calling the kettle black,” I grumbled. “Besides, how can I relax when they haven’t arrived yet? Only fifteen minutes left befor
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