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The Alpha's Regret: His Defiant Mate

The Alpha's Regret: His Defiant Mate

Author: Polly
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1636    |    Released on: Today at 10:33

arning so vivid it felt lived, every d

gile, sweet-scented Omega sister, Celestine, used her innocent tears to climb right into his bed. She used my protection a

, Xander threw me into a

came to

a torn mate bond bleeding my life forc

ungeon was gone, replaced by the soft velvet of the manor's grand hall. Th

he grand archway, his oppressi

sion led. This time, I stood tall, looked him

ect you, Alpha Xander

pte

phin

r rattled the heavy st

cell, but to the deep pile of a velvet chaise in the manor's grand

k of my ceremonial gown. My chest heaved as I

wed at my mind with

ezing stone dungeon, the agony of a torn mate bond bleeding my life away. I had seen my sister Celestine's innocent tears turn into a serpent's smile as s

would come to pass if I submit

ue gas lamps cast a warm, wavering glow against the dark

s to be presented, a sacrificial off

en door groane

delicate wraith in the gloom. She wore a gown of pu

aches and vanilla. It was not a perfume, but a presence, a palpable

o protect her. And I now understood exactly wha

ently took my cold hands in hers. Her s

rembling like a frightened bird caught in a snare. "T

pha Xander. We are sisters. If we are in the

her wide, gu

ree. I saw Xander's hands on her skin. I heard her laugh

echoed, my voice flat. "And you wan

my tone. "Of course. It

ed my hands f

estine," I said, my voice a low

e a tear, a powerful sc

with the pure, freezing air of the first sn

of violent, irregular spasms, each beat a hammer blow against the inside of my ribs that sent a p

. Not fate. A biological chain, and I

g a strange, heavy peace. My inner wolf, the hidden beast I had kept quie

at

epped through t

nd him. Rainwater dripped from his deep-set brow, but he did not so much as blink, his

h his Alpha aura. It was the Alpha's Command, a silent, crus

rge to submit, to b

m my vision. The cold that seeped int

corners of my mind. I stood taller, my bare feet

his jaw, my pupils contracting with a

ect you, Alpha Xander

like a pall of dark smoke.

d through the room, the physical

from her trembling fingers. The sound of it striking the stone floor was not a crash, but a sharp, high-pitched crack that seem

mask of pure shock and rising fury. His pine sce

se. She quickly released a thick

eacemaker. She stepped between Xander and me. "Please, Alpha, for

ck, a bitter bile

ision had shown me. Using my cri

ce slicing through her sweet scent. "If an Alpha's mar

ace a pale mask of outrage.

stormed into the room. His face was a blotchy crimson with rage. He unleashed

ose words this instant

s tremble, but I locked m

lear and steady. "The ancient la

king is complete, until his teeth break my s

uscle pulsed in his cheek. The agony of the bond's backlash was a visible torment in his eyes, but beneath i

ing away our f

sked, my gaze shifting between my parents. "Does this Pack seek a L

ords came out. My mother stared at m

tall, rain-streaked window. The storm outside was

e of the future. And I would tear apart heave

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The Alpha's Regret: His Defiant Mate
The Alpha's Regret: His Defiant Mate
“The Moon Goddess sent me a vision. A warning so vivid it felt lived, every detail seared into my soul like a brand. In that vision, I thought I was the luckiest wolf when the powerful Alpha Xander was revealed as my fated mate. But my fragile, sweet-scented Omega sister, Celestine, used her innocent tears to climb right into his bed. She used my protection as a shield to steal my mate, while my parents turned a blind eye, praising her for securing our family's political alliance. When I finally protested, Xander threw me into a freezing stone dungeon. No one came to save me. I lay on the damp floor, the agony of a torn mate bond bleeding my life force away until I died alone in the dark. When I woke from the dream, gasping and drenched in cold sweat, the damp dungeon was gone, replaced by the soft velvet of the manor's grand hall. The Mating Ceremony was about to begin-the very night the vision had shown me. Alpha Xander stepped through the grand archway, his oppressive aura demanding my submission. But the Moon Goddess had shown me where submission led. This time, I stood tall, looked him dead in the eye, and spoke the ultimate taboo. "I, Seraphina, do reject you, Alpha Xander. You are not my mate."”