All Chapters of THE ALPHA’S FATED MATE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Blaire The night air was crisp, carrying the scent of pine and the distant hum of the forest. I followed Fredrick and Orion through the winding paths of the pack’s settlement, my heart pounding with each step. The main hall loomed ahead, its wooden structure dark against the moonlit sky. Unlike the lively atmosphere of the packhouses, this place was solemn—almost sacred.Fredrick’s pace was steady, but the tension in his shoulders was unmistakable. He hadn’t said much since Orion announced the elders’ summons, and that silence unsettled me more than I cared to admit.Finally, I broke it. “What exactly do they expect from me?”Fredrick exhaled, his silver eyes catching the moonlight as he glanced at me. “They want to know if you’re strong enough to be their Luna.”I scoffed, trying to mask the nerves bubbling in my chest. “Haven’t I proved that already? I survived your brothers’ teasing, and the mating ceremony, and I haven’t run back home screaming.”Orion, walking just ahead of us,

Frederick Blaire was hurt.It wasn’t a fatal wound, but the sight of blood staining her skin sent something dark and violent curling in my chest. I knew the elders wouldn’t go easy on her, but watching her fight—watching her prove herself in ways I already knew she could—made it impossible to stay still.I had wanted to tear that rogue apart for even touching her.But she handled it. She won.She wasn’t just strong—she was calculating. Ruthless when she needed to be, merciful when it mattered. She had chosen not to kill the rogue, and while Tobias saw it as a weakness, I saw the truth. Blaire had more control than most warriors I’d trained.She was meant to be Luna.I led her out of the elders’ hall, keeping a firm grip on her waist. She was steady on her feet, but I could feel the exhaustion in her frame. Her body was still adjusting to the changes from our mating bond, and now, she had just endured a brutal trial.I wasn’t sure if she realized how much she had changed since arrivin

BlaireThe warmth of the dining hall had faded, replaced by the cool embrace of the night. As I stepped outside, the crisp air wrapped around me, carrying the scent of pine, damp earth, and distant rain. Above, the moon hung high and full, bathing the pack grounds in silver light.The night was alive with the sounds of the forest—crickets chirping, leaves rustling, and in the distance, the haunting echo of wolves howling to the sky. It was a sound that should have been comforting, a call of belonging, but instead, it left an ache in my chest.Tonight had been a small victory, but it didn’t feel like one. I had faced the pack at dinner, taken my seat at Fredrick’s side, and spoken my truth. Some had accepted me—if only cautiously—while others still held their silence. Doubt lingered in their eyes, their loyalty not yet mine to claim.I sighed and leaned against the wooden railing of the porch, letting my fingers brush the smooth grain. My wolf stirred restlessly within me, sensing my u

BlaireThe walk back from the Lupa’s Altar felt different. The forest was the same, the moon still hung in the sky, but something inside me had shifted. The energy of the altar still hummed beneath my skin, as if it had left an imprint on my soul.Fredrick walked beside me, his presence steady and quiet. He hadn’t spoken much after I passed the test, but he didn’t need to. There was an unspoken understanding between us now—one that hadn’t been there before.As we reached the packhouse, the warm glow of the torches illuminated the waiting figures outside. The elders stood at the front, their expressions unreadable, while the rest of the pack lingered behind them, eyes filled with curiosity and judgment.I had known this moment was coming.Fredrick had told me that earning the pack’s acceptance wouldn’t be easy. The Lupa’s Altar was one step, but this? This was something else entirely.I squared my shoulders, refusing to let them see my nerves.One of the elders, a man with graying hair

(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