The Alpha's Fate

The Alpha's Fate

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By:  Kianna Walpole  Completed
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For the fourth and final time, Nia is entering the mating ritual. If she doesn't succeed, she risks exile. But then she sees Leo, Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack and son to her father's rival. Only Leo isn't there for the ritual. He has a mystery of his own that will impact the fate of all existing packs for eternity. *** "You know, Nia," he continued as he closed in the space again, his eyes never leaving mine. "I've had a fair share of flings or romances, as you could say. Things that I once even swore were love."My name sounded so sensual on his lips. No, no. I needed to not give in. I took another step back, only for him to take another forward."I kept hoping one day I'd feel the pull for them. That instant connection everyone talks about. And then, I show up here in an attempt to ask for an alliance and suddenly…I smell applewood and cinnamon." ***The Alpha's Fate is written by Kianna Walpole, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

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Chapter 1: The Mating Ritual

"It's not going to work," I muttered as I drew back another sharp breath. "Don't—say—never," my mother said while she pulled back the sides of the golden dress that almost fit my naturally wide hips. If I sucked in anymore, I'd faint before making it to the mating ritual. On second thought, that might not be such a bad idea. "Mom, if I can't fit—" "Hold on—almost got it…" I felt one final jerk, pulling my arms back and curving my spine before I heard a clasp connect and the zipper slide right up the seam. "I told you I'd get it." My mother smirked as she stood up straight and blew a loose crimson curl out of her face. She took a step back to admire her work and covered her mouth with her hands at the same time, the sides of her silver eyes turned upwards. "Oh, Nia, it looks better than I imagined."I swore once she finally closed the loop on the back of the dress, it would prove to be too small and unflatteringly emphasize every curvature of my body. But instead, when I li

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Chapter 1: The Mating Ritual

"It's not going to work," I muttered as I drew back another sharp breath. "Don't—say—never," my mother said while she pulled back the sides of the golden dress that almost fit my naturally wide hips. If I sucked in anymore, I'd faint before making it to the mating ritual. On second thought, that might not be such a bad idea. "Mom, if I can't fit—" "Hold on—almost got it…" I felt one final jerk, pulling my arms back and curving my spine before I heard a clasp connect and the zipper slide right up the seam. "I told you I'd get it." My mother smirked as she stood up straight and blew a loose crimson curl out of her face. She took a step back to admire her work and covered her mouth with her hands at the same time, the sides of her silver eyes turned upwards. "Oh, Nia, it looks better than I imagined."I swore once she finally closed the loop on the back of the dress, it would prove to be too small and unflatteringly emphasize every curvature of my body. But instead, when I li
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Chapter 2: Slow Kill

Alright. 'Enemy' might not be the right word—but neither was 'friend' or 'acquaintance.' Maybe 'mutual disdain' was the correct choice. Even my father couldn't explain his relationship with Ronan. All I knew was that when they were younger, they were close friends. However, as they grew older, each began to develop very different outlooks on life. Ronan always believed that in order to be a good leader, one had to think with his head and follow duty over all other desires. To him, it was better to be strong and tough rather than let anyone know your weakness. There was no room for forgiveness. My father, on the other hand, couldn't be more opposite and dealt with matters using intuition and his heart. He thought that by embracing his humanity, he could connect with his pack and lead with patience instead of fear. Eventually, these differences drove them apart, as Ronan continued to do things that my father didn't agree with. And once he became Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack, it only
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Chapter 3: The Azure Mountains

There was nothing. No one spoke—everything was still. I strained my hearing to try and pick up anything, but it was as if they had both just vanished into thin air. I took a step closer to see if I could see any more movement in the crack, and it was when I lifted my foot for one more step that a secondary one crossed the frame. "What do you mean 'kill you'? What is it?" My father's voice carried on as he moved past the door and set what sounded like a mug down on his desk. Leo cleared his throat. "My father wasn't a bad man. He just…did a lot of things a lot of people didn't agree with, and in his own way, was very protective of his pack." Leo paused, seemingly waiting for a response from my father, but when it didn't come, he continued. "Before he took over from my grandfather, and after your falling out, he experienced a lot of hardship. As you know, my grandfather wasn't the kindest father figure, and during his training…well, my father, to put it lightly, was emotionally
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Chapter 4: Getting to Know You

I hesitated and remained against the wall in between both rooms. A soft chuckle came from him. "You might as well come in," he called out to me again. "Unless you want to get caught standing out there. Your call." Ugh, I hated the smugness in his voice. It ground against me in ways that I couldn't even comprehend. But even still, I felt a pull toward the room that I couldn't deny. The wolf inside me was reaching for him and begging me to listen. I sighed and pushed open the door to reveal Leo standing in the same position, with his fists on the table. His hair was slightly tousled as if when talking to my father, he had continuously ran his hands through it. Pieces fell into his face, touching the scar that came in contact with one of his eyes, which looked at me with a growing sense of familiarity. He had changed so much."H-how long have you known I was there?" I asked as I stepped into the room. "Long enough. I'm sure your father did too, but that's not my concern." His
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Chapter 5: Maybe Next Year

After Leo left, I took a minute to regain myself and then snuck out of the building in the same manner I had gotten in. When I returned to the festivities, everyone was still in full swing, moving their bodies in tandem with the music—new and old mates alike. I leaned against one of the pavilion pillars and smiled. It was a beautiful sight to see and I felt my wolf whine at the desire for that to be me and Leo. But as soon as the thought popped into my head, I shook it free. Keep focused. This is Leo I was talking about. The same Leo who, when I was 4 years old, chased me around the forest grounds at full speed just to incite fear. The same Leo who, once I turned 12, read my journal out loud to all of the children of Bloodmoon Pack detailing all of my private secrets, including the crush I had on one of his friends. That was Leo. The obnoxious, self-centered, egotistical b*stard that made growing up even harder than it needed to be. Not the one who stood in front of me, toned, and
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Chapter 6: Just Peachy

"WHAT?!" I moved directly for Malissa's mouth, covering again in an instant. As soon as she calmed down, I let go, but her expression of utter shock didn't leave her features. "Nia, you can't be serious. Please tell me you're not serious." I moved her away from the edge of the building and glanced around before rubbing my temples. When I didn't respond, Malissa understood it was silent affirmation. "F*ck…" she whispered, running a hand through her natural curls. "When did you find out?" "As soon as he showed up today," I started. "I had been feeling off all day…I thought it was due to the ritual but when I saw Leo, well…it was like something clicked. I-I don't know how to describe it." Malissa paused and I could almost see the wheels turning in her head, as if she were processing everything I had said. "Well, maybe we should take this as a good sign, yeah?" she spoke up, a smile crossing her face like she had just come up with an idea to solve all of the world's problems.
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Chapter 7: Princess

Fog scattered around my feet as I trudged through an empty forest. It was dark, and I couldn't see anything in front of me. I looked down to see I was in wolf form. Although it wasn't my coat colour. When transformed, I was a regal dark chocolate brown, similar to my natural hair colour. But this wolf was white. I'd never seen a white wolf before. I lifted my nose and sniffed the air, hoping to catch a scent to lead me in a specific direction. Except there was nothing. I moved forward cautiously, feeling the twigs and rocks underneath my paws, praying that I wouldn't run headlong into anything. Finally, I saw something dark in the distance. I moved ahead, keeping my senses heightened for any unknown sounds or smells. Eventually, the darkness grew, and the fog dissipated, and I was standing directly in the entrance to a deep cavern. I looked up to see what it was attached to, but the fog was too thick above me. I then looked back into the eye of the cave. A strong emotion presen
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Chapter 8: Forest Run

Leo dragged me to the edge of the forest just down the street from the pavilion and let my hand go. I could feel the pleasure fade away from my body, and heard my wolf whine at the loss of contact. It was cooler up here, and the wind passed through us, playing with the ends of Leo's coat, only highlighting his fitted form. I shoved my hands into the pockets of my jacket and pulled it tighter around my body. "Do you want to tell me what we're doing here? Literally back where we started…" "We're going for a run," Leo beamed. "We're…what?" "Going for a run," he repeated, stripping off his jacket and setting it on a nearby rock. "I–It's like 40 degrees out, are you mad?" "Are you?" he teased, kicking off his shoes. "By the time we get to the clearing, we'll be warm enough. Come on, you can't tell me a run away from all of the politics management doesn't sound good." It did. Nothing sounded better. I could almost smell the sweet grass and crisp, cool morning air, and sighed. T
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Chapter 9: A Shaman's Answers

I couldn't believe that this was happening. That I was letting it happen. Leo Mortenson was about to kiss me and I wasn't stopping it. Was I delusional? Crazy? Most likely. And yet, I didn't care. He was getting dangerously close. Whatever hatred we held was no match for a mate pull, and by Goddess, was it pulling."Leo–" I started, my eyes not breaking from his lips. His beautiful, plump—Quickly, a snapping noise came from the forest, jerking both of our heads toward it. Leo stood and stared into the woods, waiting for someone to approach. Then another sound resounded, and he leaned forward, as if on guard."What is it?" I whispered, my senses on high alert. No one ever came this far into the woods, and we both knew it. Leo listened, and then sniffed the air. "I'm not getting anything. I'm going to check it out. Stay here," he instructed. "What? No. No way. I'm not waiting around for someone to attack," I stated, standing and wiping the grass off my jeans. "I'm coming with
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Chapter 10: Alpha's Amulet

"The Ancient Alpha?" Leo echoed. Growing up, there were always flutters of stories swirling in the wind about the Ancient Alpha. We all knew it: a man who made a deal with the devil—or rather a warlock—to kill his brother to get eternal power and bring back his wife and child. It was one that all of the packs in the surrounding area knew well—a fable or children's spook story told by the elders as a cautionary tale about the pitfalls of power. But that's all it was. Leo leaned forward in his chair, his head tilting to the side as he spoke. "Let me get this straight. You're telling me that my father found the tomb of a …a childhood ghost?" The Shaman nodded slowly. "I know this must be hard to believe, young Alpha, but you need to listen carefully. Do you have the amulet?""The what?" "The amulet." He flipped to a page in the journal that showcased the image of a large, black and white jewel sketched out in pencil. It was attached to a long string that coiled around itself.
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