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Shadows of Alpha's fate

Shadows of Alpha's fate

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Trapped in a loveless contract marriage, Elara must navigate a prophecy that ties her to the survival of the pack. With enemies within and outside the castle walls, her journey is one of pain, power, and transformation. As her hidden werewolf blood awakens, Elara learns to embrace her destiny-but at a great cost. Will she rise as the Alpha's Luna or be consumed by the shadows threatening to destroy them all?

Chapter 1 First chapter

The room was suffocating, a creation of feelings that there is no hope and the sharp, strong-smelling scent of boiling herbs that burned Elara's nose. Smoke twisted and flowed lazily from the pot on the fire, curling into the dimly lit corners of the small home as if it tried to choke the life from within. Every breath felt heavier than the last.

Elara kneeled by her father's bedside, her shaking with fear hands wringing out a damp cloth. His face, once strong and calming, was now very thin and pale, etched with lines of pain. His body body-shook from being upset with each labored breath, and a trail of blood streaked the corner of his mouth.

"Papa, please," Elara whispered, her voice cracking under the weight of her desperation. "You can't leave me. I've already lost Mama-I can't lose you too."

Her father's glassy eyes opened, dull with agony but still holding a flicker of the man he used to be. "Elara..." His voice was a rasp, barely audible. "I promised your mother I'd protect you. I... I won't break that promise. Not now."

A violent cough damaged his weak body, splattering blood onto the cloth she pressed to his lips. Tears streamed down Elara's cheeks as she held his hand, her grip shaking with fear . Memories of her mother's sudden death flooded her mind--the uncontrollable cries, the crushing emptiness that followed.

"I can't do this alone," she sobbed. "You have to fight, Papa. Please."

His weak fingers twitched in hers. "You're stronger than you think, my little star," he murmured, his lips curling into a faint, pained smile. "But... sometimes... strength is letting go."

"No!" Her voice rose in defiance, but her plea was drowned by another fit of coughing that left him gasping for air.

A knock at the door startled her, sharp and insistent. She wiped her face quickly, willing herself to steady. The door creaked open, revealing Liam, her childhood friend. His tall frame filled the doorway, his blue eyes clouded with concern.

"Elara," he said softly, stepping inside. "The medicine man is outside. He says he needs to speak with you."

Elara glanced back at her father, whose chest rose and fell with alarming irregularity, before rising to her feet. Liam caught her arm gently as she passed.

"You don't have to face this alone," he said, his voice steady but laced with worry. "I'll be right here."

She nodded, biting back a fresh wave of tears as she stepped outside.

The healer stood under the ancient oak tree in the yard, his face shadowed and grave. The wrinkles on his weathered face seemed to deepen as he met her gaze.

"Elara," he began, his voice a low rumble, "I've done all I can. The herbs are not working. His illness... it's beyond my skill."

Her heart sank, the air rushing from her lungs. "No," she said firmly. "There has to be something. Anything."

The healer hesitated, then sighed heavily. "There is... one thing. A rare elixir made from the starflower herb. It's powerful enough to save him, but..."

"But what?" she pressed, desperation sharpening her tone.

"It grows only in the Alpha's private gardens," he said. "The herb is expensive, and the Alpha only gives it to those who earn his favor."

The words hit her like a blow. The Alpha, Kaelen Blackthorn, was a man known for his cruelty and greed. His favor came at a price few could afford to pay.

The healer placed a hand on her shoulder, his expression grim. "I'm sorry, child. I wish I could do more."

As he walked away, Elara stood rooted to the spot, the weight of his words pressing down on her chest.

Back inside, Elara slumped into a chair, her head in her hands. "What do I do, Liam?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Liam knelt beside her, his warm hand covering hers. "We'll figure it out," he said gently. "You're not alone in this."

Before she could respond, a deafening knock rattled the door. Both of them froze as the door burst open, the hinges creaking in protest.

Four palace warriors stormed inside, their armor gleaming even in the dim light. The leader, a scar-faced brute, scanned the room with a sneer.

"Elara Thorn?" he barked.

Elara stood slowly, shielding her father with her body. "I'm here. What do you want?"

"The Alpha has summoned you and your father to the palace," the warrior declared. "Immediately."

"He's sick!" she protested, her voice shaking. "He can't travel."

The scar-faced warrior sneered. "That's not our concern."

Two of the warriors seized her father, dragging him from the bed. He cried out in pain, his frail body unable to resist.

"Stop!" Elara screamed, struggling against the warriors who restrained her. "You're hurting him!"

Her father's tear-filled eyes met hers as he coughed up more blood, his voice too weak to protest. "Elara, run," he rasped. "Go-save yourself!"

Panic surged through her. She broke free from her captors and bolted for the forest, her heart pounding in her chest. Behind her, she heard the warriors shouting, their heavy boots thundering after her.

"Elara!" Liam's voice called out as he chased after her.

The forest closed around her like a suffocating embrace. Branches clawed at her skin, roots threatened to trip her, but she didn't stop. Her lungs burned, her legs screamed in protest, but still, she ran.

Eventually, the warriors caught her. They dragged her, kicking and screaming, back to the palace. Liam was left behind, his shouts of protest fading into the distance.

The throne room was cavernous, its high ceilings and dark stone walls designed to intimidate. At the center sat Alpha Kaelen, his cold, calculating eyes locked on Elara as she was shoved to her knees before him.

Her father was dragged in next, his frail form dumped unceremoniously on the floor.

Kaelen rose from his throne, his imposing figure casting a long shadow over them. "You've been quite the nuisance, Elara Thorn," he said, his voice a low growl.

"My father is sick," she pleaded, tears streaming down her face. "We don't mean any trouble. Please, have mercy."

"Mercy?" Kaelen scoffed, circling her like a predator. "Your father owes me a debt-a debt he has failed to repay for years. I am not a charity, girl."

She bowed her head, her tears pooling on the cold stone floor. "Please, I'll do anything. Just spare him."

Kaelen's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Anything, you say?"

He snapped his fingers, and a servant appeared, unrolling a parchment. "Here's my offer. You will marry me and bear me a son. Once my heir is born, you and your father will be free to leave."

Elara's breath caught in her throat. "And if I refuse?"

Kaelen leaned in close, his icy gaze boring into hers. "Then neither you nor your father will leave this palace alive."

Her father sobbed weakly behind her, his body convulsing with another fit of coughing. Blood splattered onto the floor, the sound cutting through the heavy silence like a dagger.

"Elara," Liam's voice came from outside the glass doors, his face pale with anguish. "Don't do it. We'll find another way."

Her hands trembled as she stared at the parchment. Her father's cries, Liam's protests, and her own fear all swirled into a cacophony of despair.

Kaelen straightened, his voice cold and final. "You have until the count of three."

"One."

Her father gasped for air, his frail body writhing in pain.

"Two."

Liam pounded on the glass, shouting her name.

"Three."

"I'll do it!" she cried, her voice breaking. "I'll sign it."

Kaelen smirked as she took the pen, her hand shaking so violently that her name was barely legible. The moment she finished, the Alpha rolled up the parchment with a satisfied grin.

"The wedding will take place tomorrow at dawn," he announced.

From the shadows, Kaelen's two wives stepped forward, their eyes burning with jealousy. One of them sneered. "Another bride? Are we not enough for you, Kaelen?"

"You've failed to give me an heir," he snapped. "This one will succeed where you failed."

Elara's knees buckled as the warriors dragged her father away. She collapsed onto the cold stone floor, her sobs echoing in the vast emptiness of the throne room.

Her future had been stolen from her, and all she could do was wonder what cruel fate awaited her next.

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