"I said leave me alone," I yelled through my lungs as I was struggling to breathe. "Sssshhhhh....." When he leaned closer to my ear, he was serene. "It's fine with me even if you don't love me; I'm not going to ask you to love me; I just want you around me because you're my bride and only I have a right to you," he explained. "So I chose death over being with you," I spat a bitter truth while daring to look him in the eyes, which triggered him even more. "Then die," he said shamelessly. -------------- Sansa Elsher was taken on her wedding day by an Alpha Xavier, who claimed her as his bride by the law of pronouncement of wonder, the law from which she was bound by him even before she was born. To save her lover, Logan, she pretended to be Xavier's wife and was forced to accept him as her mate. Things got worse when Sansa's twisted fate brought her true mate right in front of her, whom she can't deny or accept at the same time. This is the first book in the series; the second book, "Under The Moonlight: Alpha's Bride 2," is now available.
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My face pressed against the damp, muddy earth, my fingers plunging deep into the mire, I found myself in a desperate situation. The monster who had my leg in his grip possessed strength far above my desire to flee.Despite my sadness, a spark of resolve burned within me, prompting me to resist. I managed to flip onto my back by twisting my body with all my power, taking advantage of the chance to toss handfuls of muck at his face, temporarily disorienting him.The stakes were enormous, and my life was on the line. There was little chance of survival, and I didn't have time to catch my breath or seek relief. I was racing against the unrelenting passage of time, straining my weary legs to carry me along the perilous path in quest of a haven.I propelled myself forward, pushing through the murky waters, and navigating the hazardous terrain covered with the wreckage of the rainstorm. Though my body screamed in pain, I continued, seeking safety behind the shade of a gigantic tree, allowing myself a small opportunity to recoup and rebuild my depleted strength.I suddenly heard it—the dreaded sound of approaching footsteps. The noise increased with each passing second, resonating through the silence of the woodland. My heart thudded in my chest, and panic seized me tightly—I was on the verge of a terrible fate, and my life was hanging by a thread."We're both aware that you're out of options. Do you honestly believe you can get away from me?" he mocked, his voice dripping with mockery, his eyes darting around, searching his surroundings.I battled to recover my breath as I watched him from the shadows, hidden behind the safe shield of a gnarled tree trunk. He was only a few feet away, and I was continually shifting my position, scurrying from one tree to the next as he moved.He diverted his focus away from my location when a bird unexpected shift to a different tree."Don't put a test to my patience, Sansa," he snarled menacingly, his voice threatening.In that brief instant, it became painfully evident that Edward Elijah took great delight in witnessing my terrible plight, reveling in the rising hopelessness of my escape. He had a dark wish to end my life shortly before the trial, and he plans to bury the truth beside my deceased body.I'd had a profound distrust of the Oak Pack and its antiquated code of conduct since the beginning, a deadly poison that had supported their loyalty for countless ages. Despite Xavier's efforts, the Oak Pack never completely accepted me as one of their own.Our personalities clashed with their rigid philosophy, causing our decisions and cognitive processes to differ. They had no individual opinions, simply following the Alpha's laws, their adoration bordering on worship, regardless of the righteousness or foolishness of his judgments.Edward, dressed in a snug black leather jacket, looked impervious to the chill of the night air, while I shivered in a tattered, torn blue nightgown unsuitable for the weather.Every bruised inch of my flesh was exposed, with new droplets of blood streaming down as a testament to the agony he had inflicted on me. My escape remained unknown to the majority of the pack, who were unaware of the crimes I had witnessed.My pulse hammered furiously within my chest as Edward continued his steady approach, each step bringing him closer to where I was hidden. I walked slowly and quietly as I sought safety behind the tree, desperate to disguise myself and change my position.A sharp crackling sound split the air as I gingerly went into the deep underbrush, echoing my most costly mistake. Edward Elijah's penetrating stare focused in on me in an instant, his discovery fast and unrelenting. As his vicious grip tightened around my neck, yanking me off the ground with ease, panic flooded my senses, rendering me powerless to even plead for my life."Where do you think you're going?" he snarled, his voice oozing with scorn.My eyes began to flicker with a savage green tint, my fangs elongating, and my claws extending—an agonizing change that symbolized my dual nature, imprisoned between the wolf and human realms. But I could never truly shift, always teetering on the edge of both worlds."Oh, you insignificant little bird, you're not one of us," he said, taking pleasure in my agony. His vicious pleasure sprang from a desire for my blood, and he saw me as nothing more than his prey and adversary."The Oak Pack never allows an enemy to escape; it is the first rule we follow," he stated, his voice brimming with determination.A primordial impulse to scream for aid clawed at my throat, coursing through my veins. My cries, however, stayed imprisoned within as Edward Elijah, the Oak Pack's strong beta, continued to subject me to horrific agony. The pack was infamous for its brutality and mercilessness, and now I was at the mercy of their ruthless enforcer."Isn't it truly pitiful?" We accepted you even though you were never actually one of us. And what did you end up doing? You betrayed us," Edward screamed, his wrath boiling over.My life was hanging in the balance, and each passing second left me gasping for air. Edward's actions were a betrayal of his Alpha, Xavier, motivated by a vengeful desire to avenge the death of his fallen best friend, Levine Ronan, whom he thought I had killed—Levine, my true mate."The guilty shall not evade punishment," he muttered, as though relishing the notion of tearing me apart and savoring the flavor of my flesh.But then a voice pierced through the chaotic environment and stopped Edward's wicked plans. "Enough," said Adam.Adam Nigel, another member of the beta ranks, arrived on the scene just in time, causing Edward to relinquish his grip on me. Adam's presence provided a brief respite from my tormentor's hands as I slumped to the ground, coughing and gasping for precious air."What in the world were you doing, Edward?" Adam wondered, perplexed by Edward's activities."She was attempting to flee," Edward responded defiantly.Adam's eyes narrowed as he answered, "We're not here to take lives, my friend."I watched as Adam knelt before me, his delicate touch lifting my chin to meet his eyes, still battling to catch my breath."Look at the state you're in," Adam lamented, his voice full of real worry.His gaze traversed my ravaged body, noting each bruise and my filthy, naked feet. Nothing slipped his observant gaze, as if he was trying to decipher the depths of my anguish."Why are you putting yourself through this, Sansa?" Why are you fleeing if you are innocent?" Adam's voice was colored with both perplexity and compassion.Adam showed real concern for my well-being. He was the one werewolf who had never harmed me, constantly extending a protective hand to shelter me from Edward Elijah's violence."Why did you kill him?" Edward's voice cut through the tension, his demand tinged with rage and intrigue.My fear raced through me, threatening to engulf every fiber of my being, but I refused to give in. I found the resolve to react without hesitation, relying on my aptitude for deception. "Go to hell, Edward," I responded, my voice defiant.Even though terror had an iron grip on me, my fearless façade remained unbroken. I summoned every ounce of power I could muster to rise, supported by the firm support of the tree behind me.Edward, driven by simmering wrath, proceeded to obstruct my path, aggressively pressing for an answer. "Why did you do it?" he demanded, his voice filled with rage and frustration.I avoided his questions, avoiding his hungry curiosity. Edward, on the other hand, unexpectedly halted my advance, his hand clasping mine in a vice-like grasp. In an act of defiance spurred by my wrath, I shoved his hand away, watching as his teeth bared in an aggressive display. Adam quickly interfered, putting himself between Edward and me, sensing the impending danger."Enough," said Adam, his voice stern but tinged with desperation.Despite Adam's intervention, Edward proceeded in his efforts to persuade his ally to support his cause. "Do you honestly believe Xavier will pardon her for her crimes? Adam, we must put an end to this once and for all," Edward pleaded, his voice compelling."What exactly are you insinuating?" Adam inquired, his voice tinted with doubt and anxiety."I don't trust Xavier in this matter," said Edward, his tone indicating his skepticism."He is an alpha," Adam argued, remaining firm."He is also the husband of this criminal," said Edward, his voice bitter."He was an Oak before that," Adam said matter-of-factly, recalling their Alpha's previous position.Edward's frustration was visible in his low growl. He eagerly anticipated the opportunity to end my life, but Adam stood in his way, keeping him from acting on his terrible urges.Recognizing the need to persuade me to return, Adam spoke with sincerity, his words laced with a request for confidence. "Believe me, Sansa, the Oak Pack would never sacrifice an innocent."But I knew there was no turning back. Even if I returned to that location, salvation would elude me. I had destroyed all bridges behind me, choosing the path of least resistance."Isn't it fascinating? Xavier would be the judge in your trial. I wonder what punishment he would inflict on you—would he cut your hands? Or imprison you in the dungeon indefinitely, or make you a pack slave so that everyone can have you for pleasure," Edward said while laughing and daydreaming, Just as he had always desired."You have no idea how dangerous it is out here alone," said Adam, his voice laced with real concern.My gaze was drawn to the fence, which was only a few feet away, its mysteries beckoning from beyond. Since his arrival, Adam had been throwing glances over it, the curtain of darkness providing us with little view."I'm not going back," I said emphatically, my resolve unshakable."You must, or you will meet your demise here," Edward insisted, his threats looming over me.While I concentrated on Adam, Edward was unrelenting in his pursuit of my attention, his presence a continual reminder of the dangers that lurked.I spoke with a mix of determination and grief, meeting Adam's look squarely in the face. "My answer remains unchanged.""Make an effort to realize the gravity of your predicament. If you flee, they will pursue you brutally. A trial is your best chance to prove your innocence," said Adam, his words tinged with a sincere desire to persuade me."I trust no one," I admitted, my broken heart clear in my voice."You can only trust yourself. Prove that you did not murder Levine. Come along with me. By fleeing, you only reinforce your guilt before the trial even starts," calmly Adam said, his voice ringing with logic.Adam's remarks touched a nerve in me. I had fled in fear for my life, unable to recognize that I should have maintained my ground and fought back against those who had harassed me—Edward and his close accomplices.Adam promised me, "Rest assured, justice will be served," his tone soothing and reassuring.I decided to return with Adam's compelling words ringing in my ears. The road ahead appeared difficult, but I took comfort in the fact that Adam stood behind me, offering his assistance. So I took my first steps, walking beside them, ready to tackle the challenge that lay ahead.Hello lovely readers ❤️I'd want to thank everyone who read the first book in the series. Thank you for reading Book 1 of Under The Moonlight: Alpha's Bride. The sequel to "Under The Moonlight: Alpha's Bride 2" is now available. You can read the second book and your precious reviews are highly appreciated.My readers and fans are my motivation; thank you for sticking with me on this journey; and thank you one more for being the best reader and supporting my book.I wish you all the best and happiness in your life. Continue to read my books and be blessed.
Chapter 105"You will," he said firmly, even though he always wanted me to give up.His constant efforts to break me were wearing me down, leaving me weak despite my best efforts to appear powerful in his company.As the sound of Elodie's approaching footsteps aroused Xavier, I remained in the cell with Vera. She was casting spells that rendered Felix and Marina asleep and concealed their activities from curious eyes."I think we can discuss now in peace," said Elodie, turning to face Xavier on her right, who was slightly to her left."I am right here on your left side," said Xavier to Elodie, when she was too far away to notice his direction. "How are you doing, Hina?" Or should I call you Vera?" mocked Elodie."I'm better than you, at least I don't swallow the innocent's soul," answered Vera defiantly.Soul? The word grabbed my interest, and I noticed Xavier staring at me quietly. Though he tried to hide it, his eyes were filled with despair and anxiety. However, I could see the exp
Chapter 104 The mood in the room was tense and charged with emotion. I stood outside, seeing Xavier in an unusually vulnerable state. His tears streamed freely, and my heart swung back and forth between pity and bitterness.As Elodie feverishly tried to save Levine, her magical chanting filled the air. Despite her efforts, the outcome was bleak. My father's lifeless body flashed before my eyes, and the agony of loss resurfaced, forcing me to relive that terrifying moment.Tears flowed down my cheeks, and I struggled to keep them under control. The sight of Xavier crying elicited contradictory emotions in me. I detested him for everything he had done to me, yet witnessing him suffer stirred my long-buried affection.Elodie's remarks pierced the gloomy air, foreshadowing Levine's waking. "He will wake up soon."When his brother was saved, Xavier remained still, as if stunned by the mental storm. "Well done; now it's your turn to accept your price," he said, a tear coming from his eye.
Chapter 103 Sansa's Pov As Adam approached me warily, I kept saying, "It's not my blood; Bella was attempting to do something stupid."Adam gently grasped my hand and grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket, his face filled with concern. "You need to take care of yourself first," he chastised quietly as he gently cleaned the blood off my forearm. It was then that I realized I'd harmed myself while battling Bella, but the blood wasn't mine."We all want you to be healthy, you're the most loved member of the pack," he said as he wrapped the handkerchief around my arm.I said, "Thank you for saving my life from a wild creature back in the bush," and I exhibited the treated wound wrapped in his handkerchief, "For that." "We should be thanking you," said Adam with a grin. "You came to our aid just in time. I doubt Xavier is appreciative since he was one second away from death.""What do you mean?" I inquired, perplexed."He was there when wild monsters leaped on him, just an inch away fr
Chapter 102What would happen if the other members of the pack discovered them? When Amara's husband passed away, she became free and could be with Jerry legally. Why then did they keep their relationship a secret? Was it unlawful or against the rules of their pack to form a connection with a pack member? Something seemed off, something strange was happening, and as I began to have several questions at once, I started to leave.I looked over the pack members who were cleaning the mansion, arranging new couches, tables, and chairs, and removing damaged furniture from the inside. Nobody was ever prepared for the destruction, and when killing wild creatures became impossible, we all lost hope in life. I was fortunate to kill a wild creature that wasn't immortal; if it had been, Levine and I would already be dead.Members of the pack were acting normally, but I could tell they were all still traumatized. Their eyes remained alert to spot any approaching wild creature.I came to a halt i
Chapter 101 Sansa's Pov Back to the mansionXavier's actions perplexed and upset me. The simple bowl of banana custard had become a symbol of his mistrust or sadistic pleasure in seeing me suffer. He left me alone with a bang of the door, my tears falling nonstop, suffocating me with grief.Escape from this psychopath's grasp appeared impossible. Every breath I took seemed like a weight, as the walls closed in on me, emotionally and physically strangling me.Though I could have chosen Xavier and extended my life, I opted to accept my fate and confront death. The more he tried to dominate me, the more determined I got to resist, no matter what the repercussions were.Logan, my wonderful lover, was the driving force behind my decision. I had made the ultimate sacrifice to save him, gladly giving up my life for his sake. I could only hope that he would understand and forgive me for carrying such a great load on my heart.Walking was difficult in my ecstasy; each step felt like a massive
Chapter 100Sansa's Pov My gaze switched from the dropped knife to my grandfather's face, his eyes filled with a sickening mix of fury and loathing. He despised both my mother and me, and now that my father was no longer protecting me, I had become his primary target.I pushed back against his hard grip on my collar as he grabbed for the knife that had dropped. As he took a few steps back, dragging me closer by the collar, his goal to harm me became evident.I dug my sharp teeth into his wrist, creating imprints that drew terrible screams from him, summoning all of my strength. My actions seemed to aggravate his rage, and he tried to push me away with force.I gasped for air as soon as he let go of my collar, but my relief was fleeting as he flung me into the wall, causing my head to smash into the surface and sending me sprawling to the ground.He rushed toward me, tears flowing down his cheeks, bent on swinging the knife. As I lay helpless and terrified on the floor, he regarded me
Chapter 99Sansa's Pov Shadows danced on the walls as I sat facing my stern grandfather, anxious to solve the mystery of my parents' remarkable love. The air was tense because I knew how he felt about anything non-human, especially my mother, a werewolf—the very kind he was famed for hunting."Lay me next to your mother when I close my eyes for the rest of my life, and I will rest in peace," my father's ultimate wish to be buried near the woman he loved, my mother, resonated in my thoughts.He recalled their fateful meeting in the bush, where he was hunting to protect the locals from wild animals. He discovered my mother there, injured and in werewolf form. He brought her home and cared for her wounds out of compassion for animals, unknowing of her true nature.When Grandfather Falkor was away, my father nursed her, and to his surprise, she evolved into a human in before of his eyes—a revelation that warmed his heart and spurred an ardent desire to learn more about her.Their bond gr
Chapter 98Sansa's Pov Back in timeAs the rain dropped gently from the twilight sky, each droplet carried the aroma of dust like teardrops, the atmosphere was heavy with sorrow. I was dressed solemnly in a black robe, clutching a half-moon-shaped pendant around my neck—a special present from my father, a keepsake I treasured. It was my habit to touch the pendant whenever I'm feeling down. My mother had given it to him on their wedding day, but fate had passed it on to me after she died shortly after I was born.I stood at my father's grave with my grandfather, Falkor Grant, under a weeping sky. I had hoped for sympathy from him, but his cold stare said it all, making me feel like a weight he refused to carry. The weight of his apathy destroyed my heart, leaving me feeling completely alone and abandoned.He was dressed in a black long coat and holding the umbrella that had previously protected me from the rain—the same umbrella that my father had used to protect me. He remained there
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