My Stepbrother, My Alpha Mate

A

week

heavy in my lungs, and a dull ache pulsed in my head. My vision was

outed, his voice ech

. Killian entered first, followed by Alpha Markus and the p

ght after them and r

awake... finally, after a week.

thing-the week of chaos in the Shadowfang Pack. The calamities that came in waves after Killian's reject

les hung under his eyes, his jaw clenched as if he was holding back unbearabl

she noticed me glancing at Killian. "His aura exploded so violently, it

t trembled faintly, but not enough

h the silence. "Good. You're finally awak

rebind tonight. We don

him, confu

pered. "I do

refuse, then your mother... I will mak

oze.

mother to be his mate eighteen years ago-now threaten

't make

Instead, he just wanted to break me, because he knew

I whisper

le, meant only for me. "Raine, listen car

yourself. If you keep rejecting your fate, this

her sunken cheeks from a week of worry

just about Killian or the Shadowfang Pac

soul screamed. But my mother's face shatt

y, I

rgave Killian or Markus. It was b

e of vengeance stil

still fresh. It throbbed each ti

ser to him. I could destroy him from within.

ead and said in my h

Markus leaned in and asked, though loud enough for us all to hear, "Alpha, what abo

his head slowly, hi

emorse. "There will be no alliance with Mo

lent. The elders

ll-being of the Pack," or so they

ever truly cared

Even Killian-my stepbrother-who was now revealed to be my fated mate, never show

n. Do they really think I'd forget everything they

ickly, and nig

to rest. The omegas bathed me in flower water, combed my

red gown adorned with white and pale

t. It was the night Alpha Markus wo

Alpha of Shadowfang Pack. And I

ves in human form. The line of elders stood in the center in c

ned rain, the air thic

h silver threads. He wore a black cloak bearing his family

es wer

incantation. His voice echoed through the

our ancestors, we pass the staff of leadership to the ne

urst from the

the light of the Moon Goddess to protect Shadowfang Pack with my lif

rned to me and

Raine Bittley, as the t

. All eyes t

raight into his eyes and replied i

through the clouds, shining do

began, and the brok

through my veins-warm,

wled softl

uided by the stirrings of my soul. My lips parted, and I c

rtbeat, he replied, his voice thick with the p