Reborn to reign in the Alphas

like a dream-fragile and full of hope, yet str

ings. For the first time in ages, the weight on her shoulders felt a little lighter, the burden of responsibility more bearable. She allowed herself to smile occasiona

work hard, save, and within the next year, they'd have a reputa

was handed over to her parents. They had always been careful not to ask much of her, but now, when it seemed like their c

ction and optimism. Eila couldn't remembe

t her. Her father, ever quiet and reserved, seemed determined to make good on his promise

y as hope blossome

n hung low in the sky, casting a warm orange glow across the fields. Yet, something gnawed at the back of her mind-a sen

a turn. The sound of laughter from her siblings in the next ro

pped causing trouble, taking a rare moment of stillness. Meera was sitting in the corner, reading a book, while Don and D

kers of hope ignited in he

he wasn't exp

rried to the door, pulling it open to f

r pack members who came by occasionally; his face was unfamiliar. His

nd somber. "I'm here to escort you to th

hat's this about?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. "

pha's orders are urgent, and I'm afra

, trying to suppress the wave of panic that rushed over her. "But I-I can't leave th

dened again. "I'm sorry, Miss Johnson. I was given explicit instructions.

let her wait for her parents, but the look in his eyes-sad, almost pityi

l Meera, to ask her to take care of the house unt

rembling. "Let me just tell my

ing for Meera, who looked up from

she asked, her brow furro

. He's from the pack. He says I have

Eila's own anxiety. "But why? What's goi

. "But I don't think I have a choice. He says

ween concern and disbelief. "What am I suppo

the house, Meera. Keep an eye

tightly. "Be careful, Eila. Wha

ssenger, who waited patiently by the door. There was nothing else to be

thmic sound of her footsteps. The messenger walked a few paces ahead of her, his eyes fixed on the ground, never speaking. The sun was beginni

once or twice in her life, but the air around it always felt heavy with power and expectation. The wolves here were rich, well-educated, and he

thick with tension. She was led down long corridors, her shoes clicking sharply against the ma

senger knocked, and when a voice from within beckoned them in,

desk, his back turned to her. He

me?" Eila asked, her voi

n cold. "Eila Johnson, you've been summ

t skippe

ntinued, his voice ste

Arranged?" she repeated i

ded. Leonard Blackwell has agreed to the union, and the t

. All the hope, all the plans her family had made-it was slip

e whispered, barely ab

with that same unreadable expression. He ha

r, and the future she had dreame

f the Alpha's words echoing in her mind, drowning out everything else. When she stepped inside the cottage, she saw Meera sitting

r body shaking. "It's done," sh

so brightly for those few precious days flickered out,