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Escaping The Arrogant Dark Moon Alpha

Escaping The Arrogant Dark Moon Alpha

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1401    |    Released on: Today at 16:28

my ancient White Wolf blood was the o

he brought Elena into the castle, gave her my sacred

wry to keep his pack from

blizzard, Elena bribed the guards to barr

g a leather strap to muffle my screams, while Kae

acred Pup Initiation, Kael

senting him to the pack as his heir,

I second? Was I

e had carved until his fingers bled for a father who

d my soul to anchor his sanity, only to

cry or be

contract, stamped it with my perso

to leave the pack a

pte

ena

tful, sallow light upon the s

ine-dark velvet, my gaze fixed upon the fo

d served as a meagre anchor, but it could not

y directly beneath this casement, the Moon

Kael's features at the moment

pha title after his father's sudden death. The muscles along his jaw

n him locked in a desperate struggle against the furious pride of a boy who would be king. He was a creature terrified of the monst

und stillness meant to settle in the bone

lt, like lightning striking a chain, and a violent, reso

oed through the confi

ecoiled as if

nce of pine and frost, had curdl

ed his own blood was a bulwark

nto the flesh of my neck; he

r, Elena was brou

mistress's niece, a connection that gave her just enough influence to wea

n her privileges that, by law and tradition, belonge

oonstone necklace vanish

m my dowry, a tangible symbo

t clasped about Elena's throat

great frost, when both Elena

s of coal and medi

lena's guards had barred the doors to the South Tower, claiming their master could not be roused while he tended to her complaint

omfort, my teeth sunk into a leather strap to muffle the c

cruelty had reache

a sacred rite beneath the full moon wher

now three years of age, i

th diverged, his boots striding past u

s son, leading him to the

ck as his heir, leaving Leo to

did n

down at his own s

vity far beyond his years, and whispered that t

might return

light of my chamber,

at supported his head, the sharp

fully from its

the immense, ancient form that only

ll in the desperate hope of earning a s

mournful sound, a whimper tha

mind, a prisoner bleeding fr

taire and drew forth a c

pped into the we

emble, I began to set down

ick oak of the door broke th

the pack Beta stan

im study in the f

trained. "The Elder Council convenes

, saying

the line of inheritance," he finished, th

" I sai

t, drawing a rolled parchm

as also issu

ure of it descend - a magical weight i

management, the account ledgers, and the k

sfer list clutched i

dowry had kept this pack from sta

uards' blades and paid the masons wh

il the pain overshadowed the drumming of my heartbeat, only

e present to sever a Mate bond,

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Escaping The Arrogant Dark Moon Alpha
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“I was the Fated Mate of the Alpha, and my ancient White Wolf blood was the only thing that saved him from madness. But for six years, Kael refused to mark me. Instead, he brought Elena into the castle, gave her my sacred moonstone necklace, and treated her like the true Luna. While I drained my own dowry to keep his pack from starving, he ignored me. When my time came during a brutal winter blizzard, Elena bribed the guards to barricade my doors and cut off my coal supply. I gave birth to our son in a freezing room, biting a leather strap to muffle my screams, while Kael sat by Elena's warm fire, completely oblivious. Three years later, at the sacred Pup Initiation, Kael walked right past our son. He took the hand of Elena's pup, presenting him to the pack as his heir, leaving my son to kneel in the dust. "Mother, why am I second? Was I not good enough?" Hearing my son's whisper, looking at the wooden toy he had carved until his fingers bled for a father who didn't even recognize his scent, my heart finally died. I had sacrificed my wealth, my hands, and my soul to anchor his sanity, only to be treated like a ghost in my own home. I didn't cry or beg anymore. I calmly pulled out the Rejection contract, stamped it with my personal seal, and packed my son's bags. This time, I chose to leave the pack and live for myself.”