THE ALPHA'S BLIND MATE

quiet of the forest. She stood before me, her brow furrowed in confusion, as if my words were foreign to her. There was something almost pitiful about her silence, the way he

had already ignited speculation. I could feel their stares as we moved through the familiar path, the anticipation crackling like static in the air. Finally, we arrived at the pack house. My father stood there, a smug smile spreading across his face as he regarded Lina. "Well, Damien, it seems you've brought home a treasure," he remarked, his eyes glinting with approval. I forced a smile, but the anxiety roiling in my gut tightened its grip. "You wouldn't accept her, would you?" I asked, a layer of sarcasm lacing my tone. "I accept her as my daughter. You will mark her in ten days, as per pack law. On that day, I will crown you the new Alpha."My father's answer came swift and sure, shocking me to the core. My world tilted on its axis. "What?" The single word escaped my lips, barely a whisper, yet it resonated with the shock coursing through me. Anger flared within me, boiling like lava threatening to erupt. I turned sharply, ready to leave, but Lina tried to follow. "Wait, Damien!" she called, her voice unsteady. My patience had worn thin. "Find a use for your life and stop following me!" I barked, my words sharp enough to cut through the tension. "Okay," she replied, managing a smile that twisted in my gut, irritation sparking like fire. She wandered off, and I growled in frustration, my insides churning. As I made my way toward my room, I overheard a couple of maids gossiping nearby. "She got lucky again," one of them scoffed. "What a weirdo. Sometimes I doubt she's blind, doing thing