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The Broken Alpha's Defiant Chosen Mate

The Broken Alpha's Defiant Chosen Mate

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 791    |    Released on: 11/06/2026

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ugh with sweat. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic d

lungs wouldn't cooperate.

d sky. The glint of a steel blade. My father's

kneeling in a field of bodies. His family. His warriors. His legs were twisted at impossible angles, sh

clumsy, numb. The glass slipped, splashing icy water over my hand and the polished wo

just

lt too real, a physical weight pressing down on my chest. It w

hat had plagued me my entire life. It kept my own wolf dormant, a silent passe

door to my r

her face as white as my sheets. She

ach plu

hard the word nearly broke apart. "There's...

courtyard, Pack messengers were running, their movements

isting in her apron. "Wolfpine Pass.

fpine Pass. The name was a key turning in a lock, conn

d, her eyes wide with horror. "They

vision began to blur. The blood-red sky from my

ngly strong. My voice was a dry ras

ore she even spoke, and it stole the air from my lungs for a sec

w and heavy, as if she were laying stones on a grave

ece clicked

e patterns on the ceiling s

visions, these glimpses of a future written

ed Pack, would break our engagement. This act of political pragmatism would be seen as the ultimate betrayal. It would

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to s

the encroaching darkness. But the betraya

ng, violent spasm that bent me in half. I pressed my ha

e, perfect flower of bright re

"Doctor! Get

. The world was fading. But one thoug

into the fabric. I used the last of my strength

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The Broken Alpha's Defiant Chosen Mate
The Broken Alpha's Defiant Chosen Mate
“I was the sickly daughter of Duke Mack, bound by a political marriage to Axel Boyle, the powerful Alpha of the Stormfang Pack. Then, a prophetic nightmare showed me our bloody future. Axel's pack was ambushed; he returned a crippled man in a wheelchair, carrying the seven coffins of his slaughtered family. In my vision, my pragmatic father saw Axel as a useless liability and immediately broke our engagement. "You can't be expected to marry a cripple. You'd be the laughingstock of the entire territory," my wicked stepmother sneered, eager to toss him aside. They didn't know this ultimate betrayal would turn the broken hero into a vengeful monster. He eventually annihilated our pack and put my father's head on a pike. Waking up coughing blood, I realized the nightmare was already happening. My father was on his way to the Royal Court to publicly discard him. I was terrified. Why was my family so blind to the slaughter they were inviting? I couldn't let us die. Dragging my frail body out of bed, I intercepted my father at the city gates. "I will not be the one to abandon him when he needs support the most." I declared it in front of the grieving crowds and the cold-eyed Alpha himself. I even spent my entire dowry to buy a legendary herb to save his dying grandmother. This time, I would survive by binding the future villain to me.”