The Bastard Alpha

The Bastard Alpha

RaphaelTasha

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Kael grew up with no surname, no protection, and no mercy. Branded a bastard from birth, he is tolerated in the Nightfang Pack only because of his strength-never respected, never claimed. The Alpha who should have acknowledged him instead buries his existence, denying him blood, status, and truth. On the night fate finally turns, Kael's life shatters. Publicly rejected as both son and heir, Kael is humiliated before the entire pack-only for the Moon Goddess to bind him to a mate at the very moment his bloodline is denied. Forced into an impossible choice, Kael rejects the bond, triggering a power no one expected and exposing a truth the Alpha has spent decades hiding. Kael is not fatherless. His blood awakens something ancient-something erased from werewolf history. A lineage older than packs, older than Alpha law. A power so feared that it was buried, its heirs hunted, its name forbidden. As rival packs stir and the Alpha Council moves to eliminate him, Kael is cast out as a threat to the entire werewolf world. Hunted as a monster, betrayed by those who raised him, and bound to a mate whose own awakening could change everything, Kael must uncover the truth about his origin before his power consumes him-or the world burns. Once called a bastard. Now feared as a king.

Chapter 1 Born without a name

"Say it again."

The Alpha's voice cut through the hall like a whip.

I stood in the center of the council chamber, hands clenched at my sides, blood drying at the corner of my mouth. Every wolf present stared at me-some with disgust, others with cold satisfaction.

The word came anyway.

"Bastard."

Laughter followed.

I lifted my head slowly, meeting the Alpha's gaze without bowing. I had learned long ago that lowering my eyes only made them crueler.

"I am not your son," he continued, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "And I will never acknowledge you as Nightfang blood."

The room buzzed.

Twenty years.

Twenty years of serving this pack. Of fighting their wars. Of bleeding for their borders.

And still-

A bastard.

My wolf snarled inside me, rage clawing at my ribs, but I forced it down. If I lost control here, they would tear me apart and call it justice.

The High Elder stepped forward, staff striking the stone floor. "By law, Kael has no claim to the Alpha line."

"Because his mother was a whore," someone muttered.

I felt it then.

The bond.

Hot. Violent. Unwelcome.

My breath caught as the scent hit me-sweet, sharp, impossible to ignore.

Mate.

The irony nearly made me laugh.

After everything they had taken from me, the Moon Goddess dared to give me a mate now?

She stood at the edge of the hall, clearly human, eyes wide with fear as she stared at a room full of wolves who already hated her.

The Alpha followed my gaze.

His lips curled.

"So this is your mate," he said. "Even the Moon mocks you."

The bond pulled hard, demanding I claim her.

Instead, the Alpha raised his voice.

"Kael of no house, born of no name," he declared, "I reject you as my blood."

The room went deathly silent.

Then he turned-to her.

"And you," he said coldly, "are unworthy of this pack."

Something inside me snapped.

Before I could stop myself, the words ripped out of my throat.

"I reject her."

The scream that followed was not only hers.

Pain tore through me, dropping me to one knee. Gasps filled the chamber as the torches flickered violently, shadows twisting along the walls.

The girl collapsed, clutching her chest.

The High Elder staggered back. "You fool... rejecting a mate while denying your bloodline-"

The floor cracked.

A pulse of power exploded outward, throwing wolves against stone pillars. The Alpha was forced back a step.

A single step.

No one had ever done that.

I looked at my hands in disbelief.

They were glowing.

Silver veins spread across my skin like lightning.

The Alpha stared at me, horror flashing across his face for the first time.

"What are you?" he whispered.

Before I could answer, a howl echoed beyond the hall-deep, ancient, answering something in my blood.

The Moon darkened.

And deep within me, a voice I had never heard before finally spoke.

You were never a bastard.

You were the beginning.

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