LOGINALEXANDER.
The first time I set foot in the pack, all I thought about was the way to claim the throne back. I didn't want him to be happy. Alpha Nathan, happiness wasn't meant to be his. There was only one way I could make that happen. Hence, when the plan presented itself I took it. Tina was her name, her husband used to be the Beta of the pack but he had an accident that caused him to be disabled. If I married Tina, I could be the Beta. I would be close to the pack and ruin them as I had always planned. However, she ruined it. Her. My mate. She just had to be my mate. I hated her the moment I got her scent and also realized she was Tina’s stepdaughter. I became mean to her, reprimanding her whenever I got the chance. This way, she wouldn't have hope of us being together whenever she found out we were mates. I didn't need a mate anyway. I didn't believe in love. Love? What was that? My mother, because of love got betrayed, tortured, and eventually insane. She suffered every day because of the love the moon goddess tricked us into ever existing. She used the mate bond as a trap for the weaker vessel and strength for the stronger mind. In the game of mate bond, my father had a strong mind while my mother was weak and stupid. Tears ran down her cheeks and down to her cupid lips. They had a pink natural tint. If she didn't lick her lips, I would have thought she had lipstick on. She looked at me, I could feel her eyes on me but I didn't look back at her. Tyrant was begging me to look at her but I knew that was where my weakness would begin from. She had the most beautiful doe eyes. I had almost fallen for them one time but held myself back. I wasn't going to be weak. Never! “What about dad?” She had asked. Tina defended herself, claiming she was only thirty-five years old and had married Lana’s father at the age of eighteen which made me wonder why she didn't go after her mate since she was still young. Why did she marry a man who was not her mate at the time? It didn't matter. I didn't care about anything. Lana banged the table, standing before she ran out. Annalise, Tina’s daughter tried to stand and follow Lana but Tina glared at her. “Don’t you fuvking dare? Stay right there!” We ate dinner, Tina all over me as always while I had to pretend that I liked her. After the dinner, Annalise walked over to me. “Why are you with her?” She asked. “You are young and I checked your record, you are only twenty-nine. Why are you with my mom who is quite older than you?” She frowned. I said nothing. Silence. I had mastered the art of silence. I learned that it killed people. It made them feel inferior and unworthy. It also helped me think while winning. “You are not going to answer?” She raised her brows, squinting them before running her hand in her ginger hair. She moved closer which was the opposite of what most people do. They usually walked away. Annalise inched closed and then stomped on my feet with her heels. “Fuck!” I shouted, raising my legs to touch the part she had hit. “Wow, you are not deaf nor dumb. Sorry, my bad.” She turned around, flipping her hair back before walking away. Shit! I growled again as the pain radiated through my body. She seemed like a whole lot of trouble. Thank God she wasn't going to stay here often. Tina came back later, she smiled at me but I didn't return it. She liked it anyway. Women like her loved the idea of changing men like me. “Are you ready to see your new room?” She asked. “Actually, I suggest we buy another house since this house has the blueprint of your previous husband which I don't like.” She smiled seeming interested. Being the new Beta, this house was going to be mine meaning the previous beta wouldn't have any house to his name. However, if I leave now and request a new house, he will have this house to himself. “You are right,” she said and I nodded. Tina moved closer, laying her head on my shoulder while I tried finishing the book I was reading. “When is she going to come back?” I asked impulsively. It had been over an hour since she left and Tina didn't seem to be worried about it. “I don't know but she better get back before tomorrow because of the dishes, I am not going to do them!” She spat, moving her head to my chest before sniffing me. “You smell so good.” She rambled. I looked toward the door wondering when she was going to come in. “You are not leaving today, are you? Stay with me, I miss you and your dick in me.” She ran her hand down to my pants. “I am not staying.” I stood quickly, still watching the door. Was she ever going to come back? I looked at my wrist and saw that it was a few minutes to ten pm. “I have to go.” Tina stood as well, pouting at the words I had said. “You never come to my house or stay over and you have never allowed me to stay over at your place. This is not nice.” She frowned again. ‘She thinks we are going to have sex with her when her ex-husband is next door? Shameless!’ Tyrant spat, glaring at her from my eyes. “Bye, Tina.” I patted her shoulder before leaving the house. However, I couldn't bring myself to drive off. I stayed two gates away from the house wondering when she was going to return into the house. Where did she go to? I wondered, my wolf restless in the back of my head. ‘We don't care about her, we just need to be sure she is safe’ my wolf reminded me and I nodded.LENA.The restlessness was no longer a feeling; it was a riot now. I couldn’t keep my limbs still, couldn't keep my thoughts straight. The voice in my head had grown into a roar, a psychic tether pulling at my chest, dragging me toward the one person I had just tried to cut out of my life. I shouldn't be thinking about him. My body should not be pulling toward him, no. Yet, it felt like it was only him who held the antidote to making me feel better. My head was a whirlwind of emotions I was fighting through. I scrambled through the bedroom window, my breath hitching as my feet hit the dirt. I fumbled for my keys, my fingers feeling like lead. I was not supposed to do this. I was not supposed to feel like this. What the hell was wrong with me?! Yet, all I wanted to be was with Alexander. The voice in my head wouldn't stop screaming for me to find him. For me to be with him. The drive was an agony of waiting. I wished I could appear before him. Smell him. Touch him. Kiss him and
ALEXANDER. The pain of submission was a thousand white-hot spears puncturing my skin every second. I could barely see the road. My body felt like it was being unmade from the inside out, but I didn't stop. I had knelt. I had submitted to a weak wolf. I had invited this agony.But the physical torture was nothing compared to the mental image of Lena. She was gone. She had severed the bond, and now she was heading into the arms of another man. The thought of Ken touching her, mounting her, was driving me into a state of pure insanity. My hands gripped the steering wheel so hard the leather began to peel and shred under my fingers.Inside me, my wolf was whimpering. The loss of his dominion felt like an amputation.“No!” he growled, the sound echoing in my skull, but the rejection hit him like a physical blow, slamming him back into the dark.“We are rejected,” I gasped out, my eyes burning with tears I refused to shed. “She isn’t ours anymore!” I repeated the words, trying to force
LENA. “He let me reject him,” I said.Mom turned over her shoulder, her hands freezing mid-air over the stove. She stared at me as if I had suddenly started speaking a language she didn't understand.“He submitted to you?” she asked. I simply nodded.The pan in her hand hit the counter with a loud clatter, but she didn't even flinch. She stepped toward me, her eyes searching mine. “Tell me something, Lena. He knelt? On both legs, in front of you? He actually submitted?”“Mom, I wouldn’t lie about that. He was mean through the whole thing. He spoke to me like he couldn't wait for it to be over. I just... I don’t know why he did it.”Mom leaned against the island, her expression shifting into something like awe. “Taking a rejection from a weaker wolf is a humiliation ritual, Lena. His wolf had to bow to you. Do you realize the pain he had to be in? To give away his dominance like that... it’s like pulling a fish out of water. It goes against everything he is.”I looked away. I could
LENA. “He let me reject him,” I said.Mom turned over her shoulder, her hands freezing mid-air over the stove. She stared at me as if I had suddenly started speaking a language she didn't understand.“He submitted to you?” she asked. I simply nodded.The pan in her hand hit the counter with a loud clatter, but she didn't even flinch. She stepped toward me, her eyes searching mine. “Tell me something, Lena. He knelt? On both legs, in front of you? He actually submitted?”“Mom, I wouldn’t lie about that. He was mean through the whole thing. He spoke to me like he couldn't wait for it to be over. I just... I don’t know why he did it.”Mom leaned against the island, her expression shifting into something like awe. “Taking a rejection from a weaker wolf is a humiliation ritual, Lena. His wolf had to bow to you. Do you realize the pain he had to be in? To give away his dominance like that... it’s like pulling a fish out of water. It goes against everything he is.”I looked away. I could
ALEXANDER. Seeing her draped over Ken ignited a fuse I didn't know was buried in my soul. It wasn't just anger; it was a white-hot volcanic eruption. I didn’t realize I had grabbed her until we were dragging across the floor, away from the office, away from him. The teacher’s startled face blurred past us as she stayed with the kids, but I didn't care.I didn’t stop until the hallway turned into a blur of shadows. I slammed her into the wall, my palms hitting the stone on either side of her head, caging her. My breath came in ragged, jagged hitches, skimming over her skin like a fever.She jerked her head to the side, her lips pressed into a thin, white line.“Kiss me,” I commanded. The image of her mouth hovering over Ken’s burned behind my eyelids like acid. "Kiss me now."“No!” she spat.The word was a spark to a gun powder. My wolf clawed at the underside of my skin, howling to be let out. She was making it impossible to hold back. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it, her ha
LENA. “I really like your short hair.”Ken’s voice was oily, slick with a satisfaction that didn't reach me. He ran his fingers through my scalp, and I had to squeeze my eyes shut to keep from flinching. His touch felt like cockroaches skittering across my skin dry, invasive, and wrong. But I stayed still. I kept my gaze anchored to the glow of my laptop, forcing myself to navigate the rows of responsibilities on the screen.I never thought a day would come where I’d surrender to a man I didn’t love. I never imagined I’d have to swallow the bile in my throat and pretend that his presence didn't feel like liquid lead coursing through my veins, heavy and toxic.The door swung back, hitting the stopper with a soft thud. Mom stepped into the office, her presence instantly commandng the air. The moment her eyes landed on Ken, a radiant smile transformed her face. She didn't just like him; she championed him. I knew it wasn't because of Ken’s virtue, he wasn't a good person, not really,
LENAI shut the door to my room behind me, my heart heavy with emotions I couldn’t quite name. Daniel’s anger still lingered in the air, suffocating me even though he was nowhere near. What was he hiding? His reaction had been so extreme, so defensive. Why would he get that angry over me checking h
ALEXANDER. Six months and all I had done was watch her from afar. It was all I could do, watch her from afar. Watch her handle projects. Talk about cancer and ways to prevent it. I saw his much she loved it so I made Daniel include her in it all - god, she was so pretty and intelligent. I knew s
LENA. The warm water cascaded down my body, washing away the remnants of sleep and the soreness that lingered from the night before. As I stood under the spray, I let my mind wander. The stranger’s words from the letter replayed in my head, over and over again.“My future oncologist…”Why did that
LENA. My heart pounded greatly in my chest as I headed for the pack house. Every part of me told me it was not right and the sweet wouldn't work. Just why would an ordinary sweet make me change? I panicked as I neared the pack house. However, seeing him again seemed to heal a part of me. How could







