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The Alpha's Fated prophecy

The Alpha's Fated prophecy

Twilight tales

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Bound by prophecy. Torn by fate When the ancient Eclipse Prophecy chooses Selene, a human, as the fated mate of Luca, the reluctant alpha heir, both reject their bond. But fate won't be denied. To survive the deadly Trials of the Bond and the rising darkness threatening their kingdom, they must confront their destiny-and the growing fire between them. In a world where love is a choice, will they sacrifice everything for the one they never wanted?

Chapter 1 Marked by the moon

The night was restless, the wind whispering secrets through the towering pines that surrounded the Silverbrook Pack's territory. Beneath the full moon's glow, a girl stood at the edge of the ceremonial grounds, her heart pounding like a caged beast. Selene Alden had always known she was different, but tonight, the truth would finally be revealed. She wasn't ready. Her fingers tightened around the edge of her cloak as the Elders took their places around the sacred stone, their golden eyes reflecting the firelight.

The entire pack had gathered-Alpha Elias stood tall at the center, his powerful aura commanding silence. But it was the Oracle, an ancient seer draped in silver robes, who held Selene's fate in her hands. "The time has come," the Oracle's voice rang through the night. "The Moon's prophecy will be spoken, and the fated mate of the future Alpha shall be revealed." Selene swallowed hard. The future Alpha-Luca Blackwood. Her best friend. The boy who had always protected her. The one she secretly loved. The Oracle lifted her hands, the moonlight swirling around her like mist. "By Aurora's Edict, the fated mate is written in the stars, chosen by the divine will of the Moon Goddess herself." She closed her eyes, her voice dropping to a whisper. "The name of the one destined to stand beside the Alpha... is-" A sudden gust of wind howled through the clearing, blowing out the torches. The Oracle gasped, clutching her throat as if she were being choked by an unseen force. The pack murmured in confusion. This had never happened before. Selene's breath hitched when the Oracle's glowing eyes locked onto hers. "You..." The old woman's voice trembled. "You are not supposed to exist." A stunned silence fell over the pack. Selene took a shaky step back. "W-What?" But the Oracle was already falling to her knees, her body convulsing as a final whisper escaped her lips-words that sent a shiver through Selene's soul. "The prophecy is broken." And then, the Oracle collapsed.

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