Blaire I always dreamed of freedom, of the day I would escape the rule of my alpha father, and make my family proud to have a daughter. Bravery isn't my strong suit, but when I was faced with a choice; secretly sign up for Packmatch, a bid for a bride auction, or marry a man my father's age? Well, the choice was easy, until I became the bride of my father's biggest rival, and faced with the challenge of co- leading and birthing pups for him. Frederick Dating wasn't my scene, but the desire and expectations as alpha to fill my home with pups wasn't an urge to be ignored. I wasn't too picky, all I wanted was a woman to accept me and my pack , without questions. A virgin? My greatest rivals' daughter? The most beautiful woman I've ever seen?
Lihat lebih banyakBlaireThe cold steel of the blade against my throat sent a shiver down my spine. My wolf snarled inside me, but I forced myself to stay still, knowing one wrong move could end in disaster.Fredrick tensed, his silver eyes glowing in the darkness. His stance was rigid, and controlled, but I could see the fury simmering just beneath the surface.“Let her go,” he growled, voice low and dangerous.The man behind me chuckled, his breath hot against my ear. “Or what, Alpha? You’ll start a war right here in the woods?”I could barely see him, but his scent was thick—wild, unkempt, laced with the undeniable stench of rogue. He wasn’t one of my father’s men, but that didn’t make him any less dangerous.“Do you even know who you’re threatening?” Fredrick asked, tilting his head slightly. “That woman in your grip is Blaire Ashbourne, daughter of Jacob.”The rogue hesitated, his grip on me tightening for a brief second before he let out a low whistle. “No shit? So the rumors are true.”“What rum
BlaireThe night air was thick with anticipation as I stood at the packhouse entrance, my pulse hammering beneath my skin. The moon hung high, casting silver light over the trees as Fredrick fastened a dagger to his belt. His movements were controlled, and precise, as if he had done this a hundred times before.I, on the other hand, was still getting used to the idea of sneaking off into rogue territory with the man I had only recently come to trust.“You don’t have to come,” Fredrick said without looking up.I scoffed. “You and I both know that’s not an option.”His lips twitched, the closest thing to amusement I’d seen from him since Jacob’s message appeared at our border. He pulled his hood over his head and turned to me, silver eyes glowing faintly in the dim light.“If we’re doing this, we do it my way,” he said. “No reckless moves, no heroics.”I folded my arms. “That’s rich, coming from you.”Fredrick sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “I mean it, Blaire. Jacob isn’t just
FredrickJacob had always been ruthless, but this—this was reckless, even for him.Orion’s words rang in my ears as I stormed back toward the packhouse with Blaire beside me. If Jacob was desperate enough to leave tracks leading toward human territory, then he was planning something bigger than threats carved into wood. He was looking for leverage.“We need to move fast,” Orion said, keeping pace beside me. “If Jacob’s men are heading toward the human town, it means he’s looking for a weakness.”Blaire’s steps faltered. “You don’t think—”“He’s not after humans,” I said quickly. “Not directly. He knows better than to draw that kind of attention.”Orion exhaled sharply. “Then what the hell is he after?”I had a sickening feeling I already knew the answer.Jacob had been an alpha for decades. He understood pack politics better than most, and he had no doubt been gathering information since the moment Blaire was taken from his reach. He wouldn’t attack blindly—he’d look for something to
BlaireThe message burned to ash, but its weight remained. Even as the fire crackled and died, I could feel the eyes of the warriors around us, their silent questions thick in the air. What now? What was I willing to do? Would I be the reason their pack suffered?Fredrick’s hand remained against my lower back, a steady anchor in the chaos storming inside me. His silver eyes studied me, searching for a reaction, but I refused to let my fear show. I wouldn’t give Jacob the satisfaction, even from afar.“We double patrols,” Fredrick said finally, addressing Orion and the gathered warriors. “If Jacob wants to play games, we’ll be ready for him.”Orion nodded, already issuing quiet orders to the others. The warriors dispersed, leaving only Fredrick, me, and Calla standing by the smoldering remains of Jacob’s warning.Calla crossed her arms. “You should prepare for the elders to call a meeting about this.”I exhaled, dragging a hand through my hair. “Let me guess. They’ll want to know if I’
BlaireThe tension from the meeting clung to me long after we left the main hall. The weight of the pack’s lingering doubts pressed against my shoulders, even as Fredrick and I walked in silence toward his study. His brothers had scattered, each taking on different tasks to reinforce security, while the rest of the pack prepared for whatever came next.Fredrick held the door open for me, and I stepped inside, inhaling the familiar scent of aged wood and parchment. He closed the door behind us, but the silence stretched between us like an unseen barrier.“You handled yourself well today,” he finally said, his voice calm but laced with something unreadable.I turned to face him, crossing my arms. “Did I? Because it felt like I was being tested, not just questioned.”Fredrick exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “You were.”I scoffed. “At least you’re honest about it.”“They need to trust you, Blaire. And trust isn’t something freely given in a pack—it’s earned.”“I know that
BlaireBy midday, my muscles ached from the morning’s training session, but there was no time to rest. Fredrick had called for a gathering in the main hall, and I knew this was another step in proving myself. As Luna, I needed to do more than fight—I had to earn the pack’s trust in ways that went beyond battle.The meeting hall was already filling when I arrived, Fredrick standing at the head of the room, his presence commanding as he surveyed the pack members gathered before him. His brothers were positioned along the edges of the space, silent but watchful. I took my place beside Fredrick, ignoring the wary glances sent my way.Elder Garrick stood and cleared his throat. “We received word this morning. Jacob AshBourne’s scouts have been seen near our borders.”A murmur spread through the room, tension thickening the air.Fredrick’s jaw tightened. “He’s testing us.”Jacob. My father. Even after everything, he wasn’t done trying to reclaim me.I kept my face neutral, but my heart poun
BlaireThe morning after the meeting, I woke to the soft glow of dawn filtering through the curtains. For the first time since arriving in Fredrick’s pack, I felt like I had truly taken a step forward. No longer just an outsider, no longer just his bride—I was beginning to carve out a place for myself.I stretched, my muscles still sore from the fight with Kaelin, but the ache was a welcome reminder that I had earned my right to be here. Beside me, Fredrick was already awake, sitting at the edge of the bed, his bare back turned to me as he laced his boots. His silver eyes flicked to me over his shoulder.“You’re up early,” I murmured, voice still husky with sleep.“Responsibility doesn’t wait,” he said, smirking slightly. “And neither does training.”I sat up, rubbing my arms against the morning chill. “Training?”He turned fully now, studying me. “You want to lead? Then you need to be stronger, and faster. More than just surviving a fight—you need to be able to win without hesitation
(Blaire’s POV)The adrenaline from the fight still buzzed beneath my skin as I followed Fredrick into the pack’s meeting hall. It was a grand space—large wooden beams arched across the ceiling, and a long table sat at the center, surrounded by the pack’s highest-ranking members. It was a place of leadership, of decision-making. And today, for the first time, I had earned a seat here.Fredrick pulled out a chair at the head of the table and gestured for me to sit. I hesitated for a moment, feeling the weight of the moment. This wasn’t just a meeting—this was my first true step into leadership.As I sat, the murmurs around the room quieted. The elders and key warriors took their seats, their expressions unreadable. I recognized some from the welcome dinner, while others were new faces.Elder Garrick cleared his throat, drawing attention to himself. “The challenge was fair, and the Luna proved herself in combat,” he said, his deep voice carrying through the room. “But strength alone does
BlaireDawn arrived too soon.I stood in the training grounds, my heart pounding as the cold morning air nipped at my skin. The pack had gathered in a loose circle, their murmurs filling the space as they waited for the fight to begin. Some watched with curiosity, others with skepticism, but I could feel their silent challenge—prove yourself.Across from me stood Kaelin, the warrior who had challenged me the night before. She was tall, lean, and radiated confidence. Her dark hair was braided tightly behind her, and her stance was relaxed but poised, ready to strike at a moment’s notice.Fredrick and his brothers stood at the front of the crowd, watching. Fredrick’s silver eyes held a quiet intensity, his arms crossed over his chest. He wasn’t going to interfere—this was my battle to fight.Elder Garrick stepped forward. “This is a test of strength and skill, not a battle to the death. The fight will end when one of you yields.”Kaelin smirked. “I hope you’re ready, Luna.”I rolled my
BLAIRE I closed my eyes tightly and swallowed hard before biting my lips and trying to control the nervous feeling in my chest, my heartbeat was pounding and getting ahead of me. This was happening. There was no turning back now. I could do this. Not like I planned to turn back. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. I made up my mind. This was my last chance to make my father’s pack proud, to prove to my father having a girl wasn’t the biggest mistake of his life. Get it together, Blaire. “Aren’t you just the cutest thing?” the older woman, Emilia, stated as she put the last braid down my hair, forming a decent amount of braids on my dark hair. When she was satisfied with how lovely it looked and fitted my face, she began to put the hair mousse and vanilla fragrance conditioner into my hair strategically arranging my braids and laying my baby hairs into edges. “You’ll get picked for sure.” Deep breaths, Blaire. This is what you want. You want to be picked. I licked my dry lips, “I hope yo...
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