The Alpha's Forbidden Mate.

f evening. Her breath was shallow, a faint tremor running through her limbs as the chilling wind whipped

an girl in the midst of werewolf territory, with no family and no allies. She had always known this day would come-knew the dange

ey were the only ones who could offer her safety. Her heart pounded, a mix of fear and desperat

e woods surrounded her-rustling leaves, the distant calls of birds, and the occasional snap of a twig. But there was s

ickened. She

hance. She had heard rumors, whispers from travelers, of the powerful Alpha of the *Emberclaw* pack. They said he was ruthl

time. It wasn't just one wolf-it was several. Rhea froze,

she raced through the forest. Her feet barely found purchase on the uneven ground, and she stumbled, falling to the ground

stle of fur against leaves, the growls growing louder with each passing second. Rhea's heart

fierce amber, and his body radiated power. He was a wolf, but not just any wolf. This was no ordinary creature of the woods. His f

Al

her came to a sudden halt. The Alpha raised

oug

stood frozen, her heart racing as she met his gaze. She had heard stories, but seeing him in person was a different experience entirely.

lpha said, his voice like gravel, r

sperate plea for survival. "I-I need help," she stammered. "I've lost everything. Please, I need to speak wi

n she couldn't quite read. He studied her for a long mome

ped forward, a tall figure with dark fur. The Alpha nodded towa

. There was no arguing with him. He was the ruler of these lands, and he was offering h

e placed a hand gently on her shoulder, guiding her toward the den. She followed in silence, her mind racin

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gh a series of narrow paths and hidden trails, until at last they reached a secluded clearing. The air here was thick with the scent of

pack's makeshift homes-tents, cabins, and small shelters that blended into the natural surroundings. A fire crackled in the center, the glow casting eeri

t her, and she felt the weight of his gaze pressing down on her, making it difficult to breathe. Her heart ham

expression was unreadable, but there was an air of authority about him that made it clear t

in, his voice cutting throug

is you

ite herself. "I-I'm human. But I didn't come

r eyes never wavering. Then, without warning, he

"The laws of the *Emberclaw* pack are cl

's heartless rule, the pack's iron grip on their territory-she had hoped for somethi

ould speak, the

will give you one chance. If you wish to stay, you must prove your

the weight of his words. This was it.

t to prove herself w