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Last Updated : 2025-04-21MATED 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 : 2025-03-28MATED 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-28MATED 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
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Chapter 39: Embers of RebellionAmara – Crescent Moon Pack, North TowerThe wind howled through the open windows of the North Tower, carrying with it the unmistakable scent of something ancient—charred bone mingling with the faint, bitter tang of blooming wolfsbane. It was a scent that felt alive, as if the very air around me was remembering something old, something primal. It lingered in my lungs, tugging at memories I hadn’t dared to revisit.I stood at the edge of the balcony, feeling the cold stone beneath my boots, watching as the full moon cast its pale, silvery light across the courtyard below. The night felt heavy, pregnant with change. The pack was shifting—restless and uneasy. Their energy hummed beneath the stones of the tower, vibrating through the very ground. They could feel it too—the subtle turn of the tide, the stirring of the wolves who’d been dormant for so long. This was the moment everything began to unravel. The end of silence, and the beginning of something wild
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR Threat to the pack
Chapter 38: Threat to the pack Luna Susanna’s Council Chamber – Crescent Moon Pack The air in the council chamber was heavy with silence—dense, unyielding, oppressive. It wrapped around us like a shroud, and yet the weight of it came not from the absence of words, but from everything left unsaid. The room—once the very heart of discipline, law, and sacred tradition—now pulsed with the low, crackling hum of rebellion. I stood before them, my grandsons. Wolves born of the same bloodline but carved into entirely different shapes by time, by pain, by ambition. Xander, the storm I never saw coming, stood tall and coiled in the shadows, tension radiating off him in waves. His jaw was clenched, his eyes ice and fire all at once—defiant, unflinching. One hand rested on the hilt of his blade. It wasn’t for show. Since his return, he always kept it close, as if the world offered no safety unless steel was within reach. Derek was seated, his posture deceptively composed, but I knew t
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Chapter 37: The stormAmaraThe storm inside me hadn’t calmed—it had only begun to rise.Word of what happened in the forest spread like wildfire. They whispered about the power I’d unleashed, how the trees had trembled and the earth had cracked beneath my feet. Some thought it was a trick. Others said I had used forbidden magic. But the truth was far more dangerous than their speculation—I had awakened something ancient, something primal, and I was no longer the girl who had once begged for a place in this pack.Some feared me now. Others watched me with wary curiosity, uncertain if I was a threat or a miracle. That suited me just fine. Let them wonder. Let them squirm.Let them remember every time they laughed behind my back, every moment they sided with Derek after he rejected me and spun his tale of a heartbroken Alpha protecting the pack from a "dangerous, unstable" woman. Let them remember how easily they sympathized with him—how they painted him as the victim and me as the vill
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Chapter 36: True powerAmara,Now that I had this power, this connection with Xander, nothing could hold me back. The bond I shared with him wasn’t just a thread of fate—it was a weapon, a force I hadn’t even begun to understand fully. But I felt it, thrumming through my veins like molten fire. It was a force that had been awakened in me, one that I had never known existed. A strength, a power, so potent that it could level everything in my path.Xander, for all his cold and calculating exterior, had never once shown me his true power. He was the one who had always kept his distance, held his cards close to his chest, as if the world needed to be convinced of his strength. But now, that strength had passed into me—whether I wanted it or not—and it was time to make them all feel it.Derek had no idea what he had unleashed when he betrayed me. He thought he could walk away from this unscathed. He thought the pack would continue to support him, console him, and forgive him as they always
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The flashback
Chapter 35.The FlashbackAmaraI had barely begun to recover from the overwhelming shock of what had happened when I was rushed to the hospital. The emotional toll had been too much for me to bear—my body had betrayed me in the worst way possible. I couldn’t stop shaking, couldn’t stop crying, and my mind kept replaying the image of Derek and that man in the bathroom over and over again. The betrayal was too much.But it wasn’t just the physical pain I had to endure. It was the humiliation that stung the most. I had been so sure of everything—of Derek, of our bond, of my place in the pack. Now, I was left shattered, broken, and uncertain. I was the victim here, and yet it felt like the world was painting me as the one at fault.They all pitied Derek.When I woke up in the hospital, my head foggy with painkillers, the first thing I saw was him. Derek. He was standing at the foot of my bed, a picture of remorse, his face pale, his eyes wide with guilt. His lips trembled as he tried to
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The day everything changed
Chapter 34 Flashback – The Day Everything Changed Amara I stood before the mirror, my hands trembling as I adjusted the gown for what should have been the most important day of my life. The evening was supposed to be ours—mine and Derek’s. Our mating ceremony. The day we would officially unite our bond before the pack, a promise of forever. The dress, delicate and embroidered with silver, shimmered against the light. Its fabric clung to my body just enough to feel like it belonged to me, each thread whispering of the promises I had clung to for so long. My long hair fell in soft waves around my shoulders, a veil covering my face to add to the mystique. I had never felt more beautiful, more ready to step into this new chapter with the man I loved. But as the minutes ticked by, the excitement began to shift. Derek should have been by my side by now, helping me get ready, reassuring me as we prepared for the ceremony. But he was nowhere to be found. A sudden wave of unease gripp
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The broken Oath
Chapter 33– The Broken Oath Xander The bond was gone. One moment, it was there—tight and blazing like a chain around my ribs—and the next, it shattered. No warning. No pain. Just… emptiness. It was like dying. I stumbled back from the altar, my breath caught somewhere between a growl and a scream. The sacred circle flickered violently, and then dimmed, lifeless. Every rune, every whispered chant, every drop of ancestral magic—snuffed out by her. Amara. My mate. My fucking mate. She looked at me with those eyes—calm, cold, victorious—and I knew. This wasn’t a mistake. This wasn’t an accident. She had planned it. All of it. The girl who had once bowed her head to me, who had once stood quietly behind her pack’s fall, had just destroyed the one thing I had built this entire future on. The bond. The heirloom bloodline. The legacy. Gone. Burned to ash by the very woman I had dragged back from ruin. And standing beside her like a smug shadow—Derek. My jaw locked
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The one who watches the fire
Chapter 32– The One Who Watches the Fire Derek She was fire incarnate. I should’ve looked away. Should’ve intervened. Should’ve done anything—anything—but instead, I stood frozen, watching her become the very storm I’d spent years trying to control, contain, or at the very least, understand. The sacred hall split at its seams, stone groaning beneath the weight of ancient forces clawing free. The protective runes flickered like dying stars, as if the old gods themselves were blinking in disbelief. The Elders gasped, their power unraveling like thread in her presence, while the High Priestess staggered as though her spine had been ripped from her body. And Amara… Amara stood tall, unshaken, the eye of the tempest. As if she had not merely survived the chaos—but had birthed it. Maybe she had. My heart pounded, sharp and erratic. Not from fear—no, it was something deeper. Darker. The kind of dread that only comes when you realize you've spent your entire life playing by rules
MATED TO THE ALPHA HEIR The Power Within
Chapter 31– The Power Within Amara, The silence that followed the explosion of magic was thick—alive, even. It curled around every Elder, coiled around the High Priestess like a snake ready to strike. And I stood in the eye of the storm, calm and steady, as if I had been born for this moment. Because, in truth, I had. I didn’t anticipate all of this unfolding so chaotically, not exactly. I hadn’t expected the sacred hall to fracture with raw energy or the Elders to recoil as if they’d seen a ghost from their nightmares. But part of me… part of me was thrilled that everything had descended into this exact kind of disarray. After all, hadn’t I wanted this? Hadn’t I whispered to the wind for the veil to tear, for the illusion to shatter? This is what it looked like—power shifting, old orders falling. The High Priestess looked like she wanted to disappear into the floor, and the Elders, for once, were speechless. That was worth every second of pain I had endured. A small, satis
