All Chapters of Mine To Claim: The Alpha's Silent Mate : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

(Alina's POV) The courtyard was empty, yet the jeering laughter of the crowd still echoed in my ears long after they were gone. I stood paralyzed staring after where my parents had been dragged away. My hands shook, an open hollow sensation filling my chest where my heart once lay. Gone. Every step they had taken away from me felt like a knife carving into my soul. My parents—my only family—wrongfully imprisoned, humiliated in front of the pack they’d served faithfully for years. The Alpha’s cruel words replayed in my mind like a taunt: You’ll die out there, alone and forgotten. My fists clenched as I swallowed hard around the lump in my throat. I wouldn't cry. Not here, not now. They didn't deserve to witness my tears. But as I turned to leave, the reality of what lay ahead-the real part-hit with the force of a physical punch. I had nowhere to go. Not a house anymore, not even a home, just some mangled piece of what once stood here. The door was open, the living room ransack

(Kennedy's POV)I just couldn't take my eyes off of hers. She lay statue-still on the cot, wide, round, bewildered eyes fixed on me. The word still lingered in my mind—mate.I didn't mean to inch closer, didn't mean to let my defenses drop. Yet my body did, of its own accord, at the insistence of something so utterly beyond my control. I was beside her in one heartbeat, tucking my arms around her shaking form.“You're my mate," I snarled softly and low into her, yanking her up against me. She fit so completely within the circle of my arms that my wolf growled in satisfaction.She didn't push away, but she didn't react either. Her hands remained loose at her sides, her head still cocked up to mine, the expression on her face shocked and disbelieving.I didn't care. I didn't let it bother me that she didn't get it, didn't care my actions made no sense - not even to me. All I knew was the way my chest burned, the way my heart raced like it never had before.She was mine.But why? How?I

(Kennedy's Pov)Days passed with Alina receiving treatment for her injuries but there was still no sign of her talking. Communication has been hard but I was glad she could write. I watched her sleep, wake up, eat little, and stay in a daze all day without being responsive, and I could do nothing other than sit with her, hoping my being close to her would help a bit since I was her mate. But, to be honest, I couldn't help it anymore, I wanted her to pay attention to me, I wanted to know what was going on in her heart, I wanted to know her past, I wanted to know who had hurt her so badly so I could go for a kill! But she wasn't telling me, and the mate pull was not helping at all as it seemed to affect just me and not her, making me wonder if she truly accepted me.*Sitting in the infirmary as I talked with Jerry.*“So what do you want to do? Do you want to keep her here? What if her family is looking for her?” Jerry asked worriedly as he mixed the next herbs that were to be taken by

(Alina Pov)I looked at his shocked face speechlessly, then dressed myself appropriately with an embarrassed smile. I felt ashamed. I said I didn't want him but my body reacted so heavily to him. Thinking about the way my body has felt putty. I couldn't control myself, I didn't feel disgusted, all I felt was sweet sensations all over my body, I can't deny that. But… I can't give it a chance, I can't get hurt again, I don't want to face that same embarrassment, that same pain I had faced that day. And what I need now is not love, but power, I need to strengthen myself, I want to take revenge, I want to save my parents and take them out of the hole they are. I looked at him and decided to make things clear, so I wrote in the book, “Yes, I truly had a mate before, but we didn't get married, but he is one of the reasons I left and you met me in that situation. I was rejected by my mate and now I don't have a mate. But you saying you are my mate is more confusing, because how is it possi

(Kennedy's POV)The woods smelled damp from the morning dew, the faint aroma of pine and earth mingling with something sharper—a metallic tang carried by the wind. I didn't need to smell it to know it was blood. Faint traces lingered in the air, old enough to dull its freshness but recent enough to remind me that rogues had passed through.My grip tightened on the reins as my steed snorted uneasily, ears flicking at invisible dangers. The stillness of the woods was unnatural; it felt forced, the kind one experienced before a storm or the ambush of an enemy."Alpha," Dean called out softly, his voice low and to my right as he flanked me. "Signs of movement ahead. Inconsistent tracks, but they're moving deeper into the woods.I didn't turn to him; my eyes stayed fixed on the shadowed expanse before us. "Scattered patterns," I said, my voice listless. "They're rogues. Sloppy, disorganized. They don't even know what they're running toward."Dan, riding just behind me, let out a low chuckl