The Ruthless Alpha's Secret White Wolf

Author: UsagiChan77

Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 716 | Released on: 02/04/2026

teeth chatter uncontrollably. My lungs burned with every shallow breath, and th

ead. I was

the body of the doomed, sickly Omega who was destined to be the tragic "white moonlight" of the ruthless Alpha Kalen Lancaster. B

eyelids open, a sharp, furious vo

no wolf, Isaac! No wolf! And you

d wooden beams above looked like they might cave in at any moment. Standing near my cot was Diana, my mother. She was jabbing a fi

y older

ice was a raw, s

hovering over me as if I were made of spun glass. Diana shoved him aside, her calloused ha

breathed, the terrifying anger in her voi

e fully grown werewolf snapped. He buried his face in the ragged fur blanket covering m

voice muffled by the furs. "If you hadn't

ack

the back of Isaac's neck. The d

d with residual terror. "If anything happened t

a goofy, tear-streaked smile that completely betrayed his intimidating size. The suffocating drea

he moth-eaten furs tighter around my shivering shoulders. Her matern

er tone instantly shifting back to a harsh bark. She smacked the back of his head again, though lighter th

hare," strictly rationed to high-ranking warriors and the Alpha's inner circl

s eyes full of fierce, protective devoti

Diana shouting after his cl

sh reality of my new life. In the shadows near the cold stone hearth, I caught sight of a small, skinny fi

olden steamed egg custard. A meal this starving family couldn't

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The Ruthless Alpha's Secret White Wolf

UsagiChan77 Werewolf

“I woke up trapped in the fragile, wolfless body of an Omega in a werewolf novel I used to read. I was destined to be the tragic "white moonlight" of the ruthless Alpha Kalen Lancaster, doomed to die a gruesome death just to fuel his character arc. In this brutal pack hierarchy, being wolfless meant I was at the absolute bottom of the food chain. My fiercely protective family was starving, bleeding themselves dry to feed me precious eggs while they survived on watery broth and rock-hard bread. Neighbors mocked me as a useless burden who would never shift, and when my cousin suggested a pairing with the Alpha, I was coldly rejected. "Don't be ridiculous," the Alpha had scoffed, dismissing me as a fragile joke. His words stung, but what hurt more was watching my mother spend her last coins on me while her own hands bled from scrubbing floors. Why should my family live in constant fear and poverty? Why should I accept this doomed, pathetic fate just because I didn't have a wolf? But the pack didn't know the truth. Deep within my chest, the ancient, lost healing magic of the White Wolf bloodline had just awakened. Looking at the miraculous, glowing energy pooling in my palms, I made a silent vow. I wasn't going to be anyone's tragic sacrifice, and I definitely wasn't going to wait for a mate to save me. I was going to rewrite my own fate.”