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I slipped into the back of the hall, scanning the crowd. My heart nearly stopped when I spotted them – hunters, just as Emilia had warned. They were dressed like security, but I recognized their stance, the way their hands stayed close to concealed weapons. Silver, most likely. My shoulder twinged in phantom pain, remembering my first and only encounter with a silver bullet. On stage, technicians were setting up a large screen. A silver briefcase sat on the podium, and I could smell the contents even from here – DNA samples, video evidence, everything needed to prove the existence of werewolves to a world that wasn't ready for us. Movement in the wings caught my attention. James stepped out briefly to speak with Amelia, his hand lingering on her shoulder in a gesture that was far too intimate for cousins. The pieces clicked into place with sickening clarity. No wonder he'd been so eager to blame me for manufactured infidelity – he'd been carrying on with Amelia the entire time. My
The Alpha's Broken Mate Live Feed
The acrid scent of silver ammunition burns my nostrils as I watch Amelia stride onto the stage, her white Chanel suit gleaming under the harsh spotlights. From my position behind the heavy curtains, I can pick out at least twelve hunters scattered through the crowd, their weapons concealed beneath pressed suits and casual wear. My enhanced senses catch whiffs of gun oil and the metallic tang that could end us all.My fingers fly across my laptop keyboard, corporate instincts merging with werewolf intuition as I work to infiltrate the venue's systems. Each passing second drives home what's at stake – not just Callum's pack, but every supernatural being living quietly among humans. The massive LED screens flanking the stage display Amelia's perfectly composed face, her ice-blue eyes gleaming with triumph as she approaches the podium."Fiona," I whisper into my earpiece, "status?""Security's in position," her voice crackles back. "But Olivia... Callum's here."My heart stutters. I catch
The Alpha's Broken Mate Public Exposure
The lights of BBC's main studio blazed around me like an interrogation chamber. My heightened senses picked up every detail: the acrid scent of human anxiety mixing with the subtle musk of concealed werewolves, the rapid-fire clicks of camera shutters, and the thundering heartbeats of dozens of journalists. Each breath felt heavy with the weight of secrets about to be exposed.Amelia Thornton commanded the podium like she owned it, her cream Chanel suit making her platinum hair glow like a twisted halo. My INTJ mind calculated possible outcomes as I watched from the wings, fighting the urge to shift and tear out her throat. That wouldn't exactly help our image problem."Ladies and gentlemen." Her voice cut through the air like a silver blade. "I'm here today to expose a dangerous element hiding among London's elite." Her ice-blue eyes found mine in the darkness, glittering with predatory satisfaction.The projector hummed to life behind her, displaying carefully edited footage of part
The Alpha's Broken Mate Pack Justice
Viral footage of my partial shift played across the screens in an endless loop. My wolf form, caught mid-transformation, launching through the air to save that child. The council chamber's ancient stone walls seemed to close in as I watched my secret—our secret—broadcast to the world."And now, ladies and gentlemen, shocking evidence has emerged of what appears to be a real-life werewolf transformation..." The reporter's voice echoed through the chamber, making my skin crawl.A low growl rumbled in my chest. My wolf bristled, wanting to tear apart the screens, to destroy the evidence of our exposure. Amelia's triumphant smirk from across the chamber only fueled my rage.She stood there in her pristine Chanel suit, platinum hair gleaming under the harsh lights, looking every bit the corporate queen she pretended to be. But I knew better now. The ice in her blue eyes matched the calculated nature of her betrayal."The genetic samples have already been distributed to major research facil
The Alpha's Broken Mate Moon Dance
My heart thundered against my ribs as I stood at the edge of the ancient clearing, the full moon casting ethereal shadows through centuries-old oaks. The ceremonial crimson robe felt heavy on my shoulders, a stark contrast to my usual tailored suits. Watching Callum perform the sacred preparations, his hands trembling slightly as he marked the combat circle with mountain ash, I fought to keep my corporate mask in place.The stakes couldn't be higher. The viral video of my partial shift was already spreading across social networks like wildfire. Amelia's ultimate plan – the release of werewolf DNA evidence to multiple news outlets – threatened not just our pack, but every supernatural being trying to live peacefully among humans."You don't have to do this," Callum murmured, closing the distance between us. His amber eyes reflected the mounting fullness of the moon, a silent reminder of everything at stake. I reached up, tracing the worry lines etched across his forehead, allowing my t
The Alpha's Broken Mate Primal Fury
Moonlight bathes my fur in silver as I face Amelia across the ancient fighting grounds. My new wolf form trembles, not with fear, but with a rage I've never known in my human life. Her ice-blue eyes lock onto mine, her sleek platinum form a stark contrast against the darkness. Around us, the pack forms a tight circle, their collective breath creating clouds in the crisp night air.I catch Callum's scent before I see him - pine needles and winter frost. He stands rigid at the edge of the clearing, his amber eyes reflecting both pride and terror. The sight of him sends a familiar ache through my chest. After everything - the betrayal, the transformation, the lies - here we are, about to spill blood under the same moon that watched my world shatter.Amelia strikes first.Her jaws snap where my throat had been a heartbeat ago. I dodge on instinct, my new reflexes faster than my human mind can process. Blood roars in my ears as we circle each other, my paws finding purchase in soil worn sm
The Alpha's Broken Mate Bonds of the Pack
My head snapped up at Amelia's snarl, watching in horror as her massive white form lunged for my throat. Time seemed to slow, my newly awakened wolf instincts screaming danger—but my human mind froze, still unused to this savage new reality.A blur of midnight black fur streaked between us. Callum.The impact of his massive form colliding with Amelia sent shockwaves through the frost-covered clearing. My heart clenched as they rolled across the ground, a tangle of snapping fangs and razor-sharp claws. Amelia's supporters surged forward, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust in the moonlight."Protect the Alpha!" Fiona's battle cry pierced the night as she shifted mid-leap, her russet fur catching the moonlight. But there were too many of them. I watched in terror as three wolves circled behind Callum, who was still locked in combat with Amelia.*Move!* My inner wolf howled, but my human side hesitated. I'd never shifted before—had barely accepted this new supernatural reality. Yet watchi
The Alpha's Broken Mate Aftermath and Revelations
The grand council chamber lay in ruins before me, shattered glass from the ancient stained windows scattered across the marble floor like fallen stars. My newly amber eyes reflected in the fragments, a stark reminder of everything I'd become. Everything I'd lost."Order!" Elder Morrison's voice boomed through the chamber, but the chaos continued. Werewolves from every faction of the pack crowded the space, their voices a cacophony of accusations and demands. My heightened senses picked up every whispered threat, every muttered curse.I stood perfectly still, channeling every ounce of my corporate training to maintain my composure. Beside me, Callum radiated tension, his massive frame coiled tight like a spring ready to snap. Through our mate bond, I felt his rage simmering just beneath the surface.Amelia Thornton sat at the council table, her platinum blonde hair immaculate despite the morning's violence. Her ice-blue eyes met mine with calculated triumph as she rose, commanding atte
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