My Alpha Secret

My Alpha Secret

Shanin

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I leaned back limply, lamenting my destiny. "I'm sure Devan is flawed, really. Don't you see? He is too rigid. He's too mysterious. His face was pale, and it was strange. How can his wolf not realize I am his mate?" I grumbled in protest. Astrid rolled her eyes lazily. "So you're going to keep Arley? Your relationship that you have been in for five years. But Arley not your Mate. come on daughter of Beta, don't break the rules or our Pack will throw you away until you are said to fail," Astrid gave a warning. How many times do I have to say? I love my Arley lover who treats me like a princess, rather than chasing after a mysterious man like Devan, who was stiff, and too creepy, and he doesn't realize I am his Mate, so I don't have to chase him; either? Are you sure that cruel man is a Lycan? "I asked doubtfully

Chapter 1 Prolog

Ariana Eadon, that's my name. I am the daughter of Beta and my dad is an expert in fighting. But the fact is, I've always been claimed to be a flawed Lycan. The Lycan will grow up and 'linked' when they are 16 years old, but I'm not. I am now 18 years old. I still haven't 'linked' with my wolf, even yet my wolf is then active. I have not felt the taste become a wolf.

I don't care about all that. Why? Because I have Arley beside me. He-man handsome and surely not my mate, but I've been to in point adored Arley to plan to get married to Arley and give all for Arley.

Most men in the Pack say that I am lovely, I have white skin, porcelain, hair blond, iris eye ruby, and lips are always flushed red even still I do not wear lipstick, which makes me different from women in Pack. Still, members of the woman in my Pack are mocking and talking about me behind, spreading rumors I'm a disabled beta princess.

Mom was constantly arguing with me, like a quarrel that was never after. For me, living is already perfect with the Pack from the parents of my father. I spent time here and not in the place of my birth. I have a boyfriend who loves me and a perfect friend.

But all that changed after Dad's death. Mom became more aggressive and pushed me to move back to the Clay Pack. I'm against it, I mean, all my happiness is here, but mom doesn't care. Sometimes I guess why Mom hates me, what I'm not the daughter of her birth?

I gave up, and of course, I was devastated, especially when I met with him. The flat-faced guy who messed things up, but why only now?

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