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MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Hunt begins
Chapter 9: The Hunt Begins AMARA The silence between us stretched, thick and suffocating, brimming with the weight of unspoken truths. Xander’s hand still lingered near my jaw, his touch feather-light yet unyielding, as if he could tether me here with will alone. His presence was a force, an unrelenting current pulling me toward something I wasn’t sure I wanted to face. I stepped back, needing space. Needing control. "Enough with the riddles," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. "If Derek doesn’t want me dead, then what does he want?" Xander didn’t answer right away. His fingers raked through his dark hair, his usual arrogance dimming beneath something heavier. The flickering light overhead cast sharp shadows on his face, emphasizing the tension carved into his expression. "Not here," he muttered. A fresh wave of unease crawled up my spine. "What?" I asked him. His gaze flicked toward the door, then to the windows, as if unseen eyes lurked just beyond the edges of the roo
Last Updated : 2025-03-31MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Missing
Chapter 10: Missing XANDER Pain. A dull, relentless throbbing, like a war drum pounding inside my skull. It pulsed in tandem with my heartbeat, each wave crashing against the inside of my head, making my vision blur for a second too long. The world around me felt sluggish, movements distorted, as if I were trapped underwater, drowning in the aftermath of last night. The underground hall still reeked of sweat, liquor, and smoke—a suffocating mix that clung to the walls, the floors, and the bodies strewn across tattered couches and sticky tables. The remnants of last night’s chaos still lingered in the air, ghosts of music and voices whispering in the corners of my mind. I barely remembered how it had started. Only that Amara had been furious. The image of her burned in my mind, her dark eyes flashing with anger, lips pressed into a thin, unyielding line. She had been radiating frustration, her hands clenched into tight fists as she spat words at me—sharp, accusing, laced with so
Last Updated : 2025-04-01MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR A debt in blood
Chapter 11: A Debt in BloodPain pulsed through my skull, dragging me slowly back to consciousness. My head felt like it was wrapped in fog, each thought sluggish and disjointed. My body—limp and heavy, like something had drained all life from it—lay uncomfortably on cold, unforgiving stone. A damp, stagnant air filled the room, the pungent scent of mildew mixing with something metallic, like blood, so thick I could almost taste it.Blood.My breath hitched. No. I couldn’t be. I was not in my apartment anymore. This place, wherever it was, was far from anything familiar. Every instinct screamed at me to wake up, to get the hell out, but I couldn’t move. I struggled, feeling the sharp bite of rope against my wrists, my hands bound behind my back, my ankles tied with something rough and unyielding.I wasn’t just trapped.I was captured.My heart beat faster, panic clawing its way up my chest, but I fought to stay still, to remain aware of my surroundings. The darkness clung to the room
Last Updated : 2025-04-02MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Betrayal under the blood moon
Chapter 001: Betrayal Under the Blood Moon AMARA The rhythmic beeping of the machines did little to dull the searing pain in my chest. Every muscle ached, my body bruised and broken, but none of it compared to the humiliation clawing at my soul. It was everywhere—etched in my memory, whispered through the hospital halls, and burned into the pitying gazes of the healers who refused to meet my eyes. I wasn’t just broken. I was ruined, lost. My mother sat beside me, her scent thick with worry. I could feel her unspoken questions pressing down on me, but I had no answers. How could I possibly explain what had just happened? I shut my eyes, hoping to escape, but the memories came rushing back, sharp as a wolf’s fangs. My mating ceremony—the night I had dreamed of for years—had turned into my worst nightmare. The evening had started perfectly, like something out of an ancient werewolf legend. The mating ceremony was the holiest ritual in our pack, a night when the goddes
Last Updated : 2025-02-21MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR A Mate or a weapon
Chapter 0002: A MATE OR A WEAPON XANDER, The pack house smelled of whiskey, leather, and the lingering scent of last night’s hunt. My latest conquest clung to my arm, her breath still shallow from exhaustion, but I barely noticed. My wolf prowled beneath my skin, unsettled, still thrumming with the thrill of the chase. Blood pumped hot in my veins, and yet, no amount of pleasure could shake the gnawing restlessness inside me. I lived for the hunt, for the rush of combat, for the reckless abandon of the night. What I didn’t live for? Pack politics. The grand oak table stood at the center of the room, polished and pristine—a stark contrast to the tension that always lingered around it. My grandmother and my brother, Xander, sat locked in a hushed but heated discussion. I barely spared them a glance. They could keep their territorial disputes and power games. I had no patience for it. I was almost free, halfway up the stairs to my room, when my grandmother’s voice cut through the ai
Last Updated : 2025-02-21MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR A deal for vengeance
Chapter 0003: A DEAL FOR VENGEANCE AMARA, Life had become an endless cycle of pain and disgrace. No matter how hard I fought, nothing seemed to go right. When I exposed Xander’s betrayal, I thought justice would prevail. Instead, my private moments had been leaked to the entire pack, spreading like wildfire through the ranks. My dignity had been torn apart, shredded as if by claws, while the elders whispered behind my back, calling me a disgrace. And the worst part? They blamed me, as if I had brought this humiliation upon myself. My mating ceremony had turned into the worst day of my life. A year had passed since everything began, but the weight of it all still crushed me. I had once been a warrior, strong, proud, and fearless. Now, I was nothing but a ghost, a shadow of the she-wolf I used to be. I had been cast out, stripped of my status, my rank, my future. But things were about to get worse. My mother, my last anchor, had borne the burden of my shame alongside me. The stre
Last Updated : 2025-02-21MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Sealed and signed
Chapter 0004: SEALED AND SIGNED AMARA I should have felt victorious. After all, I had just forced Xander Sinclair—one of the most ruthless Alphas of our generation—into an agreement that played right into my hands. I had seized control, flipped the power dynamic, and ensured my revenge was set in motion. But as I walked home from the underground fight, my knuckles raw, my ribs aching with every breath, and my mind still spinning from what I had just done, a quiet dread settled in my chest. Xander Sinclair never made deals without expecting something in return. And whatever he wanted from me, I knew it wouldn’t come without consequences. But I didn’t care. Revenge was all that mattered now. My mother’s health, too. I pushed open the door to my tiny apartment, kicking it shut behind me. It was a far cry from the warrior quarters I once held in my pack. The cracked walls, the persistent chill in the air, the faint scent of damp wood—this was my reality now. A stark contrast to the
Last Updated : 2025-02-21MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Marked for war
Chapter 5: Marked for War XANDER The message from Derek amused me. It wasn’t surprising—he was predictable that way. But the sheer irony of it was too good to ignore. He’d rejected Amara in front of the entire pack, cast her aside as if she were nothing, and now he wanted her back? Not because he cared. Because he couldn’t stand the thought of me having her. Too bad. I leaned against the cracked wooden frame of the dingy apartment, my heightened senses picking up the steady rhythm of Amara’s heartbeat. It was calm—too calm. But beneath the surface, I could scent the subtle spike of her fury, like the burn of lightning just before it strikes. Her golden eyes flicked between my face and the glowing text on my phone, pupils narrowing. The muscles in her jaw clenched, and a quiet growl rumbled in her throat. She thought she had time. Thought she could stay hidden a little longer. She was wrong. "You reek of his scent," I muttered, wrinkling my nose. Even now, after year
Last Updated : 2025-03-28
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MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR A debt in blood
Chapter 11: A Debt in BloodPain pulsed through my skull, dragging me slowly back to consciousness. My head felt like it was wrapped in fog, each thought sluggish and disjointed. My body—limp and heavy, like something had drained all life from it—lay uncomfortably on cold, unforgiving stone. A damp, stagnant air filled the room, the pungent scent of mildew mixing with something metallic, like blood, so thick I could almost taste it.Blood.My breath hitched. No. I couldn’t be. I was not in my apartment anymore. This place, wherever it was, was far from anything familiar. Every instinct screamed at me to wake up, to get the hell out, but I couldn’t move. I struggled, feeling the sharp bite of rope against my wrists, my hands bound behind my back, my ankles tied with something rough and unyielding.I wasn’t just trapped.I was captured.My heart beat faster, panic clawing its way up my chest, but I fought to stay still, to remain aware of my surroundings. The darkness clung to the room
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Missing
Chapter 10: Missing XANDER Pain. A dull, relentless throbbing, like a war drum pounding inside my skull. It pulsed in tandem with my heartbeat, each wave crashing against the inside of my head, making my vision blur for a second too long. The world around me felt sluggish, movements distorted, as if I were trapped underwater, drowning in the aftermath of last night. The underground hall still reeked of sweat, liquor, and smoke—a suffocating mix that clung to the walls, the floors, and the bodies strewn across tattered couches and sticky tables. The remnants of last night’s chaos still lingered in the air, ghosts of music and voices whispering in the corners of my mind. I barely remembered how it had started. Only that Amara had been furious. The image of her burned in my mind, her dark eyes flashing with anger, lips pressed into a thin, unyielding line. She had been radiating frustration, her hands clenched into tight fists as she spat words at me—sharp, accusing, laced with so
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Hunt begins
Chapter 9: The Hunt Begins AMARA The silence between us stretched, thick and suffocating, brimming with the weight of unspoken truths. Xander’s hand still lingered near my jaw, his touch feather-light yet unyielding, as if he could tether me here with will alone. His presence was a force, an unrelenting current pulling me toward something I wasn’t sure I wanted to face. I stepped back, needing space. Needing control. "Enough with the riddles," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. "If Derek doesn’t want me dead, then what does he want?" Xander didn’t answer right away. His fingers raked through his dark hair, his usual arrogance dimming beneath something heavier. The flickering light overhead cast sharp shadows on his face, emphasizing the tension carved into his expression. "Not here," he muttered. A fresh wave of unease crawled up my spine. "What?" I asked him. His gaze flicked toward the door, then to the windows, as if unseen eyes lurked just beyond the edges of the roo
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Shadows of the Past
Chapter 8: Shadows of the PastAMARAThe night air was thick with tension, a cloying, suffocating thing that pressed against my skin like an omen. The echoes of Derek’s departure still clung to the grand hall, a spectral presence lingering in the heavy silence. But his rage wasn’t the only thing that remained.Something else stirred in the air—something old, something tainted.My wolf sensed it first, a ripple of unease beneath my skin. It was a scent beyond anger or resentment, beyond grudges and pack politics. It was wrong. A decay that didn't belong, the scent of rot buried beneath fresh earth.And it wasn’t just in the air.It was in the walls, in the candlelit corridors of the Crescent Moon Pack’s estate, in the hush that fell as Xander led me through the winding halls. It was in the paintings of past Alphas that lined the passageway—silent watchers, their golden eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. A trick of the flickering flames, or something more?The hair at the nape of my
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Alpha claim
CHAPTER 7: The Alpha’s Claim AMARA The grand hall was suffocating_ Not because of its size—it was vast, with towering marble pillars and high-arched ceilings designed to command reverence. Not even because of the dozens of wolves gathered, their bodies tense, their eyes darting between Xander and Derek, caught in the crossfire of two dominant forces. No, it was suffocating because the air was heavy with old betrayals, unspoken words, and the weight of a past I had no desire to reclaim. The scent of dominance and rage clashed in the space, turning the hall into an invisible battlefield where no one dared to make the first move. Derek’s piercing blue eyes burned into me, his wolf pushing against the surface. Searching. Desperate. He was looking for something—some crack in my resolve, a glimpse of regret, hesitation… love. But I felt nothing. If he thought his presence still held power over me, he was mistaken. If he believed that I was still the same girl he had abandoned, he was
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Bound by the Alpha vow
CHAPTER 6: Bound by the Alpha vowAMARA,The night air was crisp, laced with the scent of pine and distant rain. The wind carried the eerie howls of wolves—wolves that weren’t ours. Their voices rose in a ghostly chorus, a haunting melody of the wild. My wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin, instincts flaring in warning.We weren’t alone out here.I tightened my grip on the strap of my bag, my muscles coiled with tension. Every step away from that apartment, from the life I had barely managed to piece together, felt like stepping deeper into unknown territory. But hesitation was a luxury I couldn’t afford.Xander walked beside me, silent and predatory. His movements were smooth, effortless—like he was one with the darkness itself. I had known Alphas before. I had been promised to one. But Xander… he was something different.He wasn’t just a leader. He was a storm waiting to break.The black sheep of the Sinclair family. I had heard the whispers. When I was preparing for my mating cer
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Marked for war
Chapter 5: Marked for War XANDER The message from Derek amused me. It wasn’t surprising—he was predictable that way. But the sheer irony of it was too good to ignore. He’d rejected Amara in front of the entire pack, cast her aside as if she were nothing, and now he wanted her back? Not because he cared. Because he couldn’t stand the thought of me having her. Too bad. I leaned against the cracked wooden frame of the dingy apartment, my heightened senses picking up the steady rhythm of Amara’s heartbeat. It was calm—too calm. But beneath the surface, I could scent the subtle spike of her fury, like the burn of lightning just before it strikes. Her golden eyes flicked between my face and the glowing text on my phone, pupils narrowing. The muscles in her jaw clenched, and a quiet growl rumbled in her throat. She thought she had time. Thought she could stay hidden a little longer. She was wrong. "You reek of his scent," I muttered, wrinkling my nose. Even now, after year
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Sealed and signed
Chapter 0004: SEALED AND SIGNED AMARA I should have felt victorious. After all, I had just forced Xander Sinclair—one of the most ruthless Alphas of our generation—into an agreement that played right into my hands. I had seized control, flipped the power dynamic, and ensured my revenge was set in motion. But as I walked home from the underground fight, my knuckles raw, my ribs aching with every breath, and my mind still spinning from what I had just done, a quiet dread settled in my chest. Xander Sinclair never made deals without expecting something in return. And whatever he wanted from me, I knew it wouldn’t come without consequences. But I didn’t care. Revenge was all that mattered now. My mother’s health, too. I pushed open the door to my tiny apartment, kicking it shut behind me. It was a far cry from the warrior quarters I once held in my pack. The cracked walls, the persistent chill in the air, the faint scent of damp wood—this was my reality now. A stark contrast to the
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR A deal for vengeance
Chapter 0003: A DEAL FOR VENGEANCE AMARA, Life had become an endless cycle of pain and disgrace. No matter how hard I fought, nothing seemed to go right. When I exposed Xander’s betrayal, I thought justice would prevail. Instead, my private moments had been leaked to the entire pack, spreading like wildfire through the ranks. My dignity had been torn apart, shredded as if by claws, while the elders whispered behind my back, calling me a disgrace. And the worst part? They blamed me, as if I had brought this humiliation upon myself. My mating ceremony had turned into the worst day of my life. A year had passed since everything began, but the weight of it all still crushed me. I had once been a warrior, strong, proud, and fearless. Now, I was nothing but a ghost, a shadow of the she-wolf I used to be. I had been cast out, stripped of my status, my rank, my future. But things were about to get worse. My mother, my last anchor, had borne the burden of my shame alongside me. The stre
