Bound By Fate To The Ruthless Alpha King

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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Mia

Something was off. No, not just off but wrong.

I had left the pack house early this morning before every other person was up for my daily run, so I couldn't think of anything that may have caused the dull and quiet atmosphere.

The pack house was unusually quiet as I made my way through to the kitchen. Of course, there was a full house but everyone was acting so weird. What was wrong?

Was there a fight? Oh my gosh, if there was then I had missed out a great deal.

I couldn't think of anything that may have caused this reaction from the wolves but I better don't ask to avoid getting a sly remark this early in the morning. Whatever is responsible for their moodiness is their problem to solve not mine. I walked past Sophie, my biggest enemy in Gyde Pack and we couldn't help but glare and seethe at each other. It was a surprise that she didn't have a rude remark for me this morning over being wolfless which confirmed my suspicions that something was definitely wrong.

"Morning, Bels. What's up?"

My best friend was frying pancakes over the stove and I inhaled deeply, taking in the savouring aroma.

"I bet that's going to be yummy as always." I said as I slid over a chair at the counter.

Bella shot me a stare. "And who said this is for you?" She joked but I caught the strained tone she tried to cover up.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I stole one pancake she had fried. "The pack house is unusually quiet. Is everything alright?"

"Nope."

My eyes widened in alarm, and I gave her a questioning eyebrow.

"Alpha Edward is around and is having a meeting with your father over the pack alliance he has always been pressing for."

My mouth fell open for a minute then I closed it back and stole another pancake and began munching on it.

"And that's what got everyone so quiet and weird?" I asked with an eye roll. I get that Alpha Edward is the most ruthless Alpha in the region but that doesn't mean he should be feared like he's a god. I've never seen him before but one doesn't have to see Alpha Edward to learn of his brutality.

I stole one last pancake before sliding down from my seat.

"Y'all should have a nice day. But I'm not going to let the presence of one notorious werewolf ruin my plans for the day."

"Mia!" She called out in a harsh whisper.

I frowned as I faced her with a bored look.

"Your father is not having it nice today. He's tense, nervous and is almost freaking out and we all are. So please, keep it on the low side today."

Of course, being wolfless makes me disconnected from the Pack's link so I don't get to know when others are feeling down or when my annoying father is having a hard time with pack duties, blah, blah, blah...

"I. Don't. Care." I said and walked away then bumped into Lewis.

"Hey, Cupcake."

My second most favourite wolf in the pack beamed a smile at me before giving me a kiss on the cheek.

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