Delivered to the Alpha

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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Adeline

Horns blared profusely while fireworks shot off into the night sky, it's official.

We have a new Alpha. I looked over into Bailey's widened eyes, watching the shock and horror settle over my friend's face.

"You know what this means Adeline? Alpha Jaxon managed to kill Alpha Max. Alpha Jaxon is taking over the Silver Moon Pack. A monster replaced by a bigger, more brutal monster" Bailey shrieked.

Just the thought of his name shot shivers down my spine. It seemed that a surprise attack had happened late into the night.

Word had gotten to Alpha Max that Alpha Jaxon was hungry for his pack next.

Alpha Max ensured the pack's borders were secured, tripling the amount of warriors. How easily he managed to overtake the pack left much of our pack stunned.

While I had known Alpha Max's methods may have been considered unorthodox, I was sure that all Alphas were merciless to some degree.

Truth be told, the stories and legends told about Alpha Jaxon were enough to give any wolf nightmares for a week.

He was known as the most dangerous and ruthless Alpha since the original Alpha himself.

He ripped out throats for leisure. He was selfish and spared no one in his path that crossed him, taking over weaker packs to gain himself land, wolves and power.

"Maybe, but he's never going to be my true alpha, he leads in fear and kills to ensure his title as Alpha. That's not an Alpha in my eyes," I proudly exclaimed to Bailey.

She rolled her big brown eyes at me, "Addie, you and I both know that no one in the Silver Moon Pack is going to have a choice but to bare their necks to him or face having their throats ripped out."

Baring a wolf's neck was a move done to give a wolf's complete submission to another wolf.

We would all be expected to bare our throats once the coronation of Alpha began.

Footsteps echoed down the hall until my sister, Leah, walked into the kitchen, pulling a seat right beside us at the kitchen counter.

She tousled her dark, wavy curls away from her face and sighed, "I can't believe that Alpha Jaxon was able to take over the pack in a few, short hours. I know he's a beast but we have one of the biggest packs in the East. It's probably why he's been cursed by the Moon Goddess herself."

Bailey furrowed her eyebrows and claimed sarcastically, "Oh, that's just great. Our new Alpha is also cursed. Write that down amongst his great qualities. GREAT!"

Leah let out a slight chuckle and spoke softly, "you guys really haven't heard? Alpha Jaxon hasn't been able to find his one true mate because the Moon Goddess doesn't believe that he deserves one for all the cruelty and bloodshed he's caused since becoming Alpha...

That's why he has decided to take a compatible mate instead, her name is Beverly and she's so fierce that she could make any wolf shutter in fear...

I don't doubt that she's as cold as he is which is what makes her so compatible. The mating ceremony is expected to commence after the coronation for Alpha of Silver Moon Pack.”

I cocked my head at her, caught my breath and simple words were fighting to escape my gasp.

"Leah, the Moon Goddess would never deprive any wolf of their mate...

She would never deny even the most ruthless of wolves, the chance to be with their true mate.

His one true mate probably rejected him; I don't know who would willingly accept to be mated to such a beast."

The Moon Goddess blessed each of her wolves with a mate; she unconditionally loved all of her wolves.

A mate was the missing piece of a wolf's soul and nothing could keep mates apart, besides the Moon Goddess herself, which she would never do.

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