Marceline was an omega orphan with no wolf who lived a miserable life with her uncle's family. One day, she was sent away to become a maid in the alpha house and a few hours after her arrival, she found out that she had not one but two mates. Worst of all was that they were related by blood… Alpha Ryker and his son, soon to be Alpha Evan who were also rivals for the Alpha position. Unable to accept the truth, she tried to run away but she shockingly began undergoing her first shift. Such a thing was unheard of in the werewolf community. Her life took a complete 360° turn after that. Mated to father and son who were always going horn to horn at each other to find her true self and origin. Marceline's path was one laced with obstacles and challenges, will she be able to love both father and son and unite them? Will she be able to uncover the past and discover who she really is? Brace yourself for this unusual twisted love story, it's going to be a bumpy ride!
View MoreMarcy’s POV“Did you hear?” Martha asked me as she hung a freshly washed shirt on the clothesline, her voice filled with excitement.“If it’s about gossip, I do not know. I do not pay attention to such,” I replied curtly, focusing on wringing out the damp towel in my hands.“It’s not just gossip,” Martha said, stepping closer to me. “It’s about your mates.”That made me pause. I raised an eyebrow, giving her a sideways glance. “What about them?”“They defended you,” she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.I blinked, unsure if I’d heard her correctly. “What?”“Both of them,” she said, a hint of awe in her voice. “At the council meeting this morning. They stood up for you, Marcy.”I frowned, setting the towel aside. “What do you mean ‘stood up for me’? What happened?”Martha shrugged, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “I don’t know all the details, but people are saying the elders demanded they reject you publicly. Something about unrest in the pack because of uou. Th
Ryker's POVI had spent the night pondering the hunter and his attack.His words haunted me, circling in my mind like vultures. “She’s a threat. You think she belongs here?”And yet, what haunted me even more wasn’t the hunter’s cryptic warning but the dreams that followed.Lola.It’s been twenty-five years since her death, and at fifty-seven, my heart still struggles to move on. She was my everything, her laugh the one thing that could shatter the weight of my responsibilities. Even now, her voice echoed in my mind, soft and loving, telling me to let go.But how could I, when my life seemed to be one cruel twist after another?The moon goddess made me a second-chance mate, only to tie me to my own son’s mate. Young, delicate Marcy, a complication I neither wanted nor asked for.I clenched my fists as I stared at the morning sun, its warmth doing little to thaw the ice in my chest. A cup of coffee sat forgotten in my hand, its bitterness matching my mood.A knock broke through my t
Ryker’s POVI tucked my hands in my pockets, my beta beside me as I walked through the shadowed hallway of the pack dungeon. The cold, damp air clung to my skin, the scent of blood and decay thick in the air. My boots echoed against the stone floor, each step a reminder of the task ahead.“Are you sure you want to handle this personally?” my beta, Darius, asked, his tone low but careful.“I don’t trust anyone else to get answers,” I replied without looking at him. “This bastard infiltrated my territory, attacked my pack, and nearly killed me and my son. I need to know who sent him.”“And if he doesn’t talk?”I glanced at Darius, my expression cold. “Then he dies screaming.”We reached the heavy iron door at the end of the corridor. Two guards stood outside, their postures stiffening as they saw me approach.“Alpha,” one of them said, nodding respectfully before stepping aside to unlock the door.The hinges groaned as the door swung open, revealing the small, dimly lit cell inside. The
His lips twitched, almost like he wanted to argue, but he didn’t. Instead, he stood and charged back into the fight, his wolf form emerging again as he tackled the hunter.The battle was a blur of movement, growls, and the sharp clash of steel. I stayed on the sidelines, my eyes darting between Ryker and Evan as they fought together to overpower the hunter.For a moment, it seemed like they had the upper hand. Ryker’s wolf form forced the hunter to retreat, while Evan’s blade struck blow after blow.But the hunter wasn’t finished. With a sudden burst of strength, he knocked Evan back, his blade swinging toward Ryker’s exposed side.“Celline!” I screamed, the panic in my voice matching the roar in my mind.“Now!” she shouted.I didn’t hesitate. I launched myself forward, grabbing a discarded spear from the ground and hurling it with all my strength.The spear struck true, hitting the hunter’s shoulder and throwing him off balance. Ryker and Evan seized the opportunity, their combined s
I woke with a gasp, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst from my chest. Sweat clung to my skin, and my breaths came in shallow gulps as I sat up, clutching the blanket.The room was quiet, the only sound the faint rustling of the curtains as a breeze slipped through the cracked window.“Marcy,” Celline’s voice broke the silence, soft but insistent.“What was that?” I asked aloud, my voice trembling.“A glimpse of the past,” she said. “And a warning for the future.”I shook my head, trying to make sense of her words. “The wolves in the dream... were they my parents?”“Yes,” Celline replied. “They were protecting something. Someone. And now, the same danger circles you.”My stomach twisted, fear curling around my heart. “What kind of danger?”Celline was quiet for a moment before responding. “I don’t know the full extent. But I can feel it. It’s close, Marcy. Closer than we realized.”I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my hands shaking as I rubbed my temples. “Wh
I yawned, stretching my arms as I wandered through the quiet halls of the pack house.Martha had left me earlier, saying she had chores to finish, leaving me with nothing but my thoughts.The dim light of the lanterns cast long shadows across the walls, and my footsteps echoed softly against the stone floor. I wasn’t sure where I was going, just moving aimlessly, hoping that walking would help clear the mess in my head.As I rounded a corner, I froze.Ryker stood by the large window overlooking the training grounds, his broad frame silhouetted by the moonlight. His arms were crossed, and his expression was unreadable as he stared out into the night.I hesitated, unsure if I should approach or turn back. But something about the way he stood—so still, so silent—drew me in.Before I could stop myself, I took a step forward.“Alpha Ryker,” I said softly, my voice breaking the quiet.He turned his head slightly, his sharp blue eyes catching the glow of the moonlight. “Marcelline,” he said,
As the evening wore on, the festival’s energy shifted. The lively games gave way to enchanting music, drawing me and Martha toward a central clearing. Performers spun and danced beneath hanging lanterns that flickered like stars against the darkening sky. The sweet fragrances of grilled meats and baked goods filled the air, stirring my appetite and lifting my spirits.“Let’s grab something to eat!” Martha suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement.I nodded eagerly. “I could definitely go for some of those roasted skewers!”We maneuvered through the crowd, soaking in the festivities around us. Laughter and chatter created a symphony that wrapped itself around me, lightening my mood with every note. My heart swelled with warmth as familiar faces smiled or nodded in greeting. In that moment, my earlier anxieties felt distant, like shadows chased away by sunlight.After securing a couple of skewers and some sweet pastries, we settled on a patch of grass off to the side. From there, we
My pulse raced as Caleb’s words replayed in my mind. The tension in the air settled around me like a thick fog, suffocating and impossible to ignore. I shifted awkwardly, my thoughts swirling with the image of Evan and Joanne together, now compounded by the unsettling encounter with Caleb.“What does this mean?” I asked, glancing at Martha. Her contemplative expression only deepened my anxiety. “What do you think he wants with me?”“I honestly don’t know,” she replied, concern etched across her brow. “But if he’s from the Silverfang Pack, you need to be cautious. Packs that show curiosity about others usually have an agenda.”“He seemed harmless,” I countered, though I could hear the uncertainty in my own voice. “He was just asking questions.”“It’s seldom that simple,” Martha insisted, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Especially with outsiders. They’re always looking for leverage or weakness. Keep your guard up.”I nodded, though my heart felt heavy. The danger lurking beyond our walls f
She stood at the edge of the ring, her long auburn hair cascading over her shoulders, her emerald-green eyes glinting in the afternoon sun. She was as poised and stunning as he remembered, her smile delicate and deliberate, like a blade wrapped in silk.“I got in this morning,” Joanne said, stepping closer. “I thought you’d be happy to see me.”Evan stared at her, the whirlwind of emotions inside him shifting. Shock. Confusion. And beneath it all, a twinge of guilt.“You should’ve told me you were coming,” he said, his voice steadier now.She raised an eyebrow, her smile widening. “And miss the chance to surprise you? Never.”Evan ran a hand through his hair, his mind racing. He hadn’t seen Joanne in over a year—not since their engagement had quietly dissolved after his mother’s death.“I didn’t think you’d ever come back,” he admitted, his tone softer.Joanne’s smile faltered, a flicker of something unspoken passing through her eyes. “I wasn’t sure if I would,” she said honestly. “Bu
“Have you heard that the alpha house is on fire?” “Fire? But we are in front of the building, I don't see any smoke”“Not literally you idiot. I mean that there has been conflict in the alpha house between Alpha Ryker and his son, Evan” “isn’t Evan supposed to take over as Alpha in a few weeks? What is the conflict all about now?” “Yes, you are right. But I heard that Alpha Ryker is refusing to give him the position on the claims that he is not ready for the responsibility” “Oh my! That's a real house on fire, those two are always at loggerheads since Luna Tira died two years ago. Alpha Ryker is stubborn and headstrong while Evan is rebellious and stubborn too”“Hmmm, It is said that when two elephants fight, it is the grass that suffers. The pack is in trouble…”…I took another bend in my path thereby disconnecting myself from the two elderly women gossiping along the way, I had to listen to them against my wish. None of that mattered to me because I had bigger problems to face...
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