The Alpha Pact Love Enslaved Love Unleashed

For my entire life, I believed my Alpha, Kaelen, was my fated mate. A sacred gift from the Moon Goddess.

But on the eve of my eighteenth birthday, he presented another she-wolf, Seraphina, as his chosen Luna, using a borrowed pup in a cruel plot to crush my spirit.

When Rogues attacked our pack, a silver chandelier fell towards us. Kaelen lunged past me without a glance, shielding Seraphina with his own body while I was left to be crushed.

He never even looked back.

Later, after falsely accusing me of hurting her, he dragged my injured body to an ice-cold hydrotherapy pool and shoved me under the water.

As I struggled to breathe, he loomed over me, his voice a roar of command.

"If you ever touch her again, I will strip you of your name and make you Rogue."

Watching the man I loved try to kill me, the last of my hope finally turned to ash.

That night, I accepted an offer to join the Silverwood Pack.

Then, I walked to the forge and tossed every memento he'd ever given me into the flames, watching the girl who loved him burn away forever.

Chapter 1

Caelia POV:

The scent of moonpetal herbs and sweet cream filled my small kitchen. It was a calming aroma, one I’d spent weeks perfecting. Tonight was the night before my eighteenth birthday, the night before my First Shift. But more importantly, it was the night I would finally offer my heart, baked into a cake, to my Alpha. To Kaelen.

My wolf, still dormant within me, purred in contentment. She knew, just as I did. Kaelen was ours. The Moon Goddess had woven our souls together long before we were born. I felt it every time he walked past, a pull so strong it was a physical ache in my chest.

I carefully placed the finished cake into a transport box. The frosting was the color of a midnight sky, with delicate silver sugar crystals scattered across it like stars. It was perfect.

My hands trembled slightly as I walked towards the pack house’s main wing, where the Alpha’s offices were. He was always working late, managing the vast corporate empire that was the public face of the Black Moon Pack.

As I neared his office, a strange scent hit my nose. It was faint, but unmistakable. Milk, baby powder, and the sweet, innocent smell of a wolf pup. A very young one. Confusion pricked at me. There were no new pups in the pack that I knew of.

I slowed my steps, my ears straining. The heavy oak door to his office was slightly ajar. Voices drifted out—Kaelen’s deep, commanding tone, and the smooth voice of his Gamma, Jax.

"Are you sure about this, Alpha?" Jax asked. "It seems... cruel."

My heart began to hammer against my ribs. I pressed myself against the cold stone wall, holding my breath.

"It's the only way to make her understand," Kaelen's voice was cold, devoid of the warmth I so often imagined. "She needs to see that I have a mate. A family. Then she'll finally back off."

A hollow feeling opened in my stomach. He was talking about me.

Then, a new, fragile thought brushed against my mind. It wasn't a full Mind-Link, more like a whisper on the wind, a side effect of my impending Shift. My senses were heightening, breaking barriers I didn't know existed.

*The Rogue pup is sleeping. Seraphina did well to find one that wouldn't cause a scene.* It was Kaelen's thought, clear as a bell in my head.

*Seraphina is the one for you, Alpha,* Jax sent back, his mental voice full of loyalty. *Everyone knows it.*