All Chapters of The Alpha King’s Gifted Mate : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

MelanieI woke up early that morning, my heart racing as I realized it was finally the day before my coronation. The day I had been both dreading and anticipating for weeks. Tomorrow, I would be crowned Luna. I was about to enter a world that felt foreign, a life I wasn’t entirely sure I was prepared for.I had spent so many days in training, each session more grueling than the last, and yet, I didn’t feel any closer to being ready. The fear still lingered, but so did the excitement. It was a new chapter of my life, one that was finally unfolding before me, and I couldn’t help but feel a mixture of nerves and exhilaration.Today, however, I was determined to savor every moment I had with Oswald before everything changed. We had so little time together amidst all the chaos.The sun was beginning to dip behind the horizon, casting a soft orange glow over the infinity pool in the palace grounds. I could see Oswald already waiting there, his back to me as he leaned against the edge of the

Unknown’s POVMaxine DeLong stood in front of her mirror, her fingers tracing the intricate patterns of the silver bracelet around her wrist. It was the only piece of jewelry she’d ever worn that wasn’t meant to serve a political purpose. It had been a gift from her mother, and although the woman was long gone, the bracelet still held a measure of power over Maxine. She could almost feel it radiating in her bones, a reminder of the power she had once wielded, a reminder of the ambitions that still lingered in her heart.Melanie. Queen Melanie. The words made her teeth grit.“Just a pup,” she muttered bitterly to herself, pacing the plush carpet in her private chambers. “A mere pup, and yet she has everything. Everything I deserve.”Maxine’s fingers tightened around the delicate silver chain. She had seen the signs from the very beginning—the way the Alpha King Oswald had gravitated toward Melanie, the way she had captured the hearts and minds of the pack. The rising star had not only

Unknown’s POVThe sun was setting over the dense forests that stretched beyond the gates of Blackburn Pack's territory. The deep orange glow reflected off the dark trees, casting long, jagged shadows over the training grounds. The air felt heavy, thick with an unspoken tension that hung in the atmosphere like a storm about to break.Marcus Blackburn stood in the center of the arena, his fists clenched, sweat dripping down his forehead. His chest heaved with each breath, the muscles in his body coiled with barely contained power. The sparring session had started out as a simple exercise, a way to release the pent-up anger that had been simmering inside him for weeks. But now, it had become something far more dangerous.His wolf growled within him, thrashing against the tight grip Marcus kept on it. The animal was restless, furious, and the harder Marcus tried to control it, the more it pushed back. His thoughts flickered, flashes of dreams he had been having ever since he had first lai

MarcusThe weight of my decision to leave Melanie behind all those years ago settled on me like a boulder. Even now, months later, I could still feel the sting of that rejection, still hear the echo of her heartbroken cry in my mind. I had thought I was making the right choice then—thought that without her, I would be able to rise higher, take more, become something more than just another Alpha of a struggling pack. But the truth was, I’d made a mistake.I had rejected my fated mate for the sake of power. And now, she was the Luna Queen, standing beside Alpha King Oswald, ruling over the very wolves I had once hoped to command. I had convinced myself that I had done what was best for my pack, that I could rise to greater dominance without her at my side. But seeing her crowned, seeing the power that radiated from her as she stood by Oswald’s side, watching the kingdom bend to her will… it gnawed at me. The truth was undeniable. She had become a force beyond anything I could have imagi

MelanieThe night was eerily calm. The kind of night where the air is thick with anticipation, and the moonlight slices through the trees, bathing everything in an otherworldly glow. I stood by the edge of the forest, my eyes scanning the dark expanse before me. From the palace, I had quietly slipped out—disguised and unnoticed, as always—wanting to see for myself how the pack's defenses had held up in my absence. There were whispers of growing unrest, and while Oswald had made it clear that I should avoid venturing out alone, the temptation to confront those fears head-on was too great.The wind whispered through the leaves, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. The pack was on high alert, of course, but that didn’t stop me from slipping into the shadows, careful not to alert anyone to my presence. I moved quietly, my feet barely making a sound as I ventured deeper into the woods, closer to the perimeter where the patrols typically roamed.I had been a part of this pack for year