My Secret Mate Is The Alpha

Author: Gale Kaaya

Chapter 1

Word Count: 660 | Released on: Today at 14:44

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air cold against the thin fabric of my ceremonial robe. My hea

Eleonora whispered beside me, her hand a frail bu

eak. I had been raised on those wor

ed in a dark cloak that swallowed the moonlight. His presence was a physical weight, an oppressive f

voice was devoid of warmth as she recited the terms of the alliance. "A

nd, both terrified and awed by the shee

cut on my palm with a silver ritual knife. A

onora urg

nds outstretched. The moment our bloodied palms touched, a jolt of pure energy, of *sparks*,

cast it in complete darkness. All I could see were his eyes, a pair of

Moon Goddess statue. A faint, shimmering thread took roo

he dropped my hand. The warmth vanish

into my other hand. It was an obsidian crest, carved wit

p nod. It wasn't a greeting or a farewe

the shadows from which he came, as

e, a hollow ache spreading through my c

," Eleonora said, her voice gentle but firm, pullin

shed every ounce of disappointment and fear down, buryi

ng mark. It was an incomplete bond, a political contract written in blo

new, fragile thread in my soul, seekin

ly a wall of silent

t would take me to my new home, my new pack. I c

leonora," I had told her before I le

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My Secret Mate Is The Alpha

Gale Kaaya Werewolf

“I was bound by blood to a mysterious cloaked male named Rafe to secure a vital alliance. I was supposed to be the new Luna of the Nightfall Pack. But the moment I arrived, I was stripped of my expected title and forced to be a mere personal assistant to the brutally handsome Alpha Kaelen. My fated mate never even showed up. Alpha Kaelen treated me with icy disdain. He even dragged me to a high-end jewelry store to pick out a mating gift for his "future Luna." When the shop owner assumed the gift was for me, Kaelen coldly humiliated me in public. "She is just my assistant." Yet, when a rival Alpha tried to lay a hand on me at a summit, Kaelen nearly started a war. He shielded me with his body, his eyes blazing with furious possessiveness. "She is mine." I didn't understand. If I was nothing but a discarded political pawn, why did Kaelen's touch send electric sparks straight to my core, exactly like my fated mate? Why was he fiercely protective of me one second, only to treat me like absolute garbage the next? Staring at the moonstone necklace he forced me to carry for his "real mate," the fragile hope in my chest finally died. I wouldn't wait for a phantom husband anymore; I was going to uncover Kaelen's secret, and then, I would leave this pack for good.”