All Chapters of Mated To The Bad Boy Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, barely recognizing the girl looking back at me. The black lace dress hugged my curves in all the right places, but it felt more like a cage than an outfit. Every breath I took reminded me of how constricting it was, how it pinched and pulled at my skin. The choker around my neck felt tight, almost suffocating, and my feet were already aching from these ridiculous heels. Why did I have to dress up like this again? Oh right, the stupid ceremony.A shiver ran down my spine, and I wasn't sure if it was from the room's coolness against my bare shoulders or the dread pooling in my stomach. Who was I kidding? No wolf in their right mind would want me as a mate. I'm just Thalia, the pathetic Omega who can't even transform. The shame of it burned in my chest, threatening to overwhelm me.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. The pack's rules echoed in my head, each one feeling like another nail in my coffin:Omegas are the lowest rank.T

The first rays of sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains, casting a dim glow across the unfamiliar room. I blinked, disoriented, as the events of the past twelve hours came crashing back. My body felt heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and an overwhelming sense of dread.I pushed myself up, the silken sheets sliding against my skin. The room was vast, easily three times the size of my old bedroom. Polished wooden floors stretched out before me, leading to a large bay window that overlooked a manicured garden. It was beautiful, but all I felt was a deep, gnawing anxiety."This can't be real," I whispered to myself, my voice sounding small in the cavernous room. "How did I end up here?"My mind raced, replaying the events of the night before. The Ceremony. The crowds. And then... him. Zephyr Dalton. My mate. The most feared Alpha in all the packs.I hugged my knees to my chest, trying to make sense of it all. Everything I'd learned at the Academy about The Raven Pack came flooding

He crouched low, hidden in the shrubs along the front garden, eyes locked on her through the dim, filtered moonlight. Thalia Redfield, the Omega of the Nightshades Pack, was standing inside the mansion, visible just past the wide, glass doors. She was ethereal, almost otherworldly, her long brown hair falling softly past her shoulders, framing a delicate, slender frame. A beauty laced with sorrow and strength; anyone could see she’d lived through storms. She carried the grace of someone who had seen too much, and yet, here she was, holding herself with quiet dignity. It was infuriating to think of how Zephry Dalton, her mate, treated her. An Alpha of the Raven Pack, Zephry used her presence as a showpiece, a trophy, not the resilient, powerful soul he had at his side. To him, she was a possession, like a priceless artifact in a grand hall — something beautiful to look at, but not worth knowing. The man in the garden knew more about her than Zephry likely ever would. He saw past the q

**Thalia**The dress was stunning. It clung to my figure in all the right places, the fabric flowing gracefully from my waist down. The light caught the silk in ways that made me feel like a princess. My reflection shimmered in the mirror as Billie worked her magic, curling my hair with precision and care. She placed most of it into a neat ponytail, leaving a few strands to frame my face. I watched her, not just in awe of her skill but in gratitude. She was careful with everything she did, her every movement intentional, her touch soft yet firm.I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and terror. My eyes met hers in the mirror, and I caught the slight wrinkle in her brow, the small signs of concern."You don’t have to worry, Thalia," she said, her voice soft, soothing. "It’s just one Ball Dance."I forced a smile, my fingers absently tracing the necklace that hung around my neck, the delicate charm still unfamiliar against my skin. But there was something about the weight of it t

This new life with the Pack has shaken me down to my core, unraveling my sense of self in ways I hadn’t expected. It started with the Mating Ceremony, where Zephry claimed me in front of everyone, binding me to this Pack and dragging me to his mansion—a place that feels more like a gilded cage than a home. Billie was the first glimmer of kindness I encountered since becoming Luna. *Luna.* The title feels strange on my tongue, like it doesn’t belong to me. I’ve never been one to wear authority so publicly, yet now everyone calls me this grand title as if it changes who I am, as if I could ever forget my place as an Omega.Then there was the Ball, an event I’d been told was meant to be a celebration, a chance to learn about Zephry and my new life. But any fantasy I might have held about it quickly crumbled. Instead of bonding or joy, I found myself alone with Zephry in the mansion while the Pack reveled without me. I hadn’t spoken a word to him since. When he reached for me earlier, I d