Double Claimed: Marked by Two

She is not your regular highschool girl, Neither is she your regular teenager, She is the first female head Alpha who was born to fulfill the prophecy. Ava had just turned eighteen and was eager to receive her birthday present only for her mother to tell her that she is a half wolf. And she has been mated to the Alpha of the Dark Moon wolves. But things take a hard turn when two marks of two head Alphas appears on her body. A mark that was meant to stay forever She has been fated to two Alphas. Now stuck in between the line, Ava is left with choosing between the leader of her pack or her celebrity crush who is the leader of another pack and her childhood best friend. She has been marked by two, yet claimed by three. As the full moon draws near, Ava's decision would change the course of her life and the two packs.

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Chapter 10

AVA

I took a sip from my drink as I glared at Xavier. We were sitting at a coffee shop and he has been staring at me for the past five minutes.

“Can you quit with the staring already.” I snarled at him, “It’s getting too much.”

“I could smell his scent from you.” He scoffed.

“Really?” I rolled my eyes, “What’s with you both and scent.

“Can you be more nice to me?” he said, his voice calm.

“Nice, really?” I scoffed. “Who kidnapped me and who followed me secretly?”

He sighed and pulled off his hoodie. He was putting on a black hoodie jacket and a nose mask inorder to protect his face from his crazy face but only if they knew what was hiding behind that handsome face.

“Okay,” He said placing both hands on the table. “I get it, you're mad. It was my mistake and I'm sorry, I was trying to protect you. To let you know that I was your mate.”

“Mate.” I drawled, “I do not want any fucking mate, I do not want any fucking person to control my life, my destiny. It is my decision to do so.” I cried as the tears wailed up in my eyes.

“I’m not controlling your life, Ava.” He slammed his hands on the table, making me to flinch and also gaining lots of stares.

Some group of girls recognized him almost immediately and scurried over to where we sat. As they hovered around him, I used the opportunity and slipped away.

XAVIER

I could have ran after her but I intentionally let her run. I knew it was too harsh for me to have screamed at her, but it wasn't my intention. Isaiah had stirred up inside of me, letting me vent my anger on her.

“Boss?” Noah, Assistant called. I tilted my head towards him as I drank from my wine.

“The rogues have advanced towards the greenfield forest. They would soon enter the center territory.”

“What pack?” I growled.

“The Nightlife pack.”

“Inform Ethan about the rouges, I need to focus on getting my mate back to the pack before Logan gets to her first.” I commanded and he nodded before leaving with a bow.

I sluggishly sat on the couch and palmed my face.

Being an Alpha hasn't been easy, after dad's passing away, I was handed the authority as the next Alpha of the Blackwood pack but I wasn't going to be Alpha for a long time if I don't find my mate or else the title would be given to another family.

I've always lived my life as a simple wolf boy, I never expected the days to run by quickly and I would become a man and lead a whole pack. Indeed with great power comes great responsibility. I had the responsibility of taking care of the entire Blackwood pack.

I let out a little sigh. I need to make things right with Ava. I do not need her to get scared of her Alpha, at least not now, I really need her to properly claim my throne as the Alpha.

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AVA

“Ava.” I stood up from my bed with a start.

“Who is it?” I replied back.

“It’s Xavier.”

I gasped and then rolled my eyes.

“What is it?”

“I’m sorry Ava.” He apologised calmly.

“What do you want exactly?”

“You, Ava. I want you.”

I felt my cheeks heat up.

No, Ava. You are mad at him and you shouldn't be smiling at what he just said. Logan wants you, Xavier wants you, everybody wants you Ava Reed.

“I hate my life right now.”

“Are you okay?” he asked making me realize I just said that out loud.

“Can you just get out of my head, I really need my peace.” I huffed out.

“Okay, I leave you be. I'll wait for you.” His voice laced with bitterness.

I slumped back on my bed, I was really getting tired from all this. I wanted to take to mom. I slipped into my slippers and walked to her room. I gently opened her door and found her deep asleep. I walked in and sat beside her.

“Mom?” I began, “I’m sorry I came back home late yesterday, I'm sorry I've been hiding a whole lot from you mom. I just want all this to be a dream and when I finally wake up, our lives will just be the way it has always been. Just you and me.” I sniffed in tears and continued.

“I don't want a life where, I'll be a wide dog and I'll be told what to do. I just want to live a normal teenage life mom, I'm tired. I just want to be Ava Reed, the weird Californian girl who has a single mother and is best friends with the most handsome boy in school.” I smiled as I remembered all the memories I have with mom and Caleb, I miss those times. I stood up and covered mom properly, I leaned in and gave her a soft forehead kiss and left, back to my room.

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I stretched lazily as I stood up from the bed. I walked lazily to the bathroom but something made me stop halfway. My legs shaked heavily and the hairs on my skin stood up. I walked towards the mirror.

I let out a loud shriek as I saw what was staring directly at me.

I had long teeths, no, fangs. I had grown fangs. I raised my hand up to my mouth and felt it. My teeth were now sharp. Suddenly, I felt my ears begin to twitch and when I looked up, they were long and hairy. I stood still, my chest rising and falling heavily at the same time, I could hear the sound of my heartbeat.

“Mom.” I called out but it came out almost like a whisper.

I stared down at my hands and they were long. I had fangs, long hairy ears and now long nails.

Oh no, this can't be good.

“Now that's your wolf coming out.” I heard and shrieked loudly calling out to my mom.

She barged in immediately and stood still as she saw who was standing Infront of her. Her eyes wide like it was about to pop out.

“Mom.” I whispered.

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I ended my business trip early and returned home to find my mate, Alpha Titus Reynolds, with another she-wolf. That she-wolf was my best friend, Luna Elaine Powell. This happened when I was three months pregnant, and Titus and I had discussed completing the mate bond. Seeing them together made me pause in thought. I knew I was just an ordinary Omega, plain and straightforward, while Elaine was a radiant Luna, excelling in her law studies at a prestigious human university. It wasn’t hard to picture whom an Alpha like Titus might prefer. Elaine and I had been friends since we were pups, and Titus had always seemed like such an honorable Alpha. It never crossed my mind that they would become involved with each other. I hesitated, unsure whether it was the right moment to interrupt them. My upbringing taught me not to disturb others, and even amidst my turmoil, it made me reluctant.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

8.3

Brenda’s Second Life

8.3

I died during the winter of my fiftieth wedding anniversary. In the ICU, the monitors screamed a relentless, piercing alarm. Through the glass, I saw the man I’d spent half a century with—Gabriel. Once hailed as the most promising engineer at the machinery plant, he now had hair gone stark white. Beside him stood our son, Joseph. A doctor was speaking to them. I read the man’s lips: “…there’s no point anymore.” Gabriel nodded without hesitation. In that moment, I felt no pain, no cold—just a vast, hollow absurdity. I watched him pick up a pen to sign the DNR form. He paused, brow furrowed, as if wrestling with some monumental problem. Finally, with a look of impatience and utter confusion, he turned to our son. “What… what was your mother’s name again?” … What was my name? My name was Brenda. A name he’d never carried in his heart, a name he’d replaced for fifty years with “hey” or “the boy’s mother.” As my soul finally tore free, I saw him—prompted by our son—tremble as he finally wrote those three characters. And beside him, Sophia—the “girl next door” he’d spent a lifetime tending to—gently patted his back in silent comfort. How utterly pathetic. My whole life, I’d kept his house and cooked his meals. I’d abandoned my family’s legacy for him, endured the sneers for marrying beneath my station, borne his children, and kept his home for half a century. And in the end, in his heart, I was nobody. A nameless ghost. If there is a next life… no. I don’t want a next life. Let it all end. Let it be swallowed by this endless dark. The sharp scent of disinfectant flooded my nostrils. I jolted, eyes flying open. Above me hung a mottled, yellowing ceiling; an ancient ceiling fan squeaked in persistent rhythm. This wasn’t the ICU. I sat up sharply. A dull ache radiated from my lower abdomen—a raw reminder of the birth I’d just endured. Looking down at my own body, weak yet vibrantly alive, my mind went blank. “You’re awake? Good. Get up. Gabriel’s been waiting outside forever. Need to go register the baby.” That sharp, familiar voice cut through the silence. My mother-in-law. The woman who’d never offered me a kind look or word. Gabriel… Gabriel. I turned my head stiffly, eyes finding the calendar by the bed. July 12, 1981. I was back. I had come back to the third day after giving birth to my son, Joseph—back to another pivotal moment in my tragic life. My heart hammered against my ribs, not with joy, but with a tidal wave of hatred and dread. The scene from my deathbed—my husband’s voice asking, *What was your mother’s name again?*—remained, a poisoned blade twisted in my soul.

Fantasy Modern Romance

9.2

Escaping the Alpha's Trap

9.2

I woke with a gasp, my body suddenly on fire. A searing pain radiated from my chest, spreading through my limbs like molten silver. My hands clutched at the sheets as I struggled to breathe through the agony. *Madison, I'm back.* The voice—that familiar, fierce voice I hadn't heard in three years—growled through my mind. I froze, afraid to hope, afraid to believe. "Lyra?" I whispered into the darkness of my bedroom. "Is that really you?" *Who else would it be? I've been fighting to reach you for so long.* Tears sprang to my eyes as I felt my bones ache with a different kind of pain—the forgotten sensation of my wolf stirring beneath my skin. For three years, I'd been hollow, incomplete, a werewolf without her wolf. The doctors had called it trauma-induced suppression after the rogue attack.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

8.0

My Alpha Took My Son

8.0

Leo's tiny fingers curled around mine as he nursed, his eyes drifting closed in that perfect, trusting way that made my chest ache. The afternoon light filtered through the nursery curtains, painting everything in soft gold. For once, the pack house was quiet. For once, I could just be his mother. The door opened without a knock. Levi filled the doorway, his Alpha presence sucking the warmth from the room. His eyes swept over us—me in the rocking chair, Leo at my breast—and his jaw tightened. "You look overwhelmed," he said. I wasn't. I'd been calm for the first time in days.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.5

My Alpha Tried to Kill Me for Power

9.5

The war room smelled of coffee and ambition. I stood over the massive oak table, my fingers tracing the contours of the Northern Valley map I'd spent three days perfecting. The territory was rich with resources—lumber, water, game—everything our pack needed to thrive. But taking it would require precision. "The key is here," I said, pointing to a narrow pass between two mountains. "If we position scouts here and here, we can monitor the enemy's movements without being detected. Then we send a small team to secure the eastern ridge while the main force—" "Estella." Damien's voice cut through my explanation like a blade. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his broad chest, his Alpha aura filling the room. "You're overthinking this." I swallowed my frustration. "With respect, Alpha, the supply lines are vulnerable if we don't—" "Enough." He straightened, his jaw tightening.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.7

Rejected And Reborn As The Alpha King's Luna

9.7

Betrayal! Pain! Heartbreak! Rejection and lies! That was all she got from the same people she trusted the most, the same people she loved the most. No one could ever prepare her for what was next when it comes to her responsibilities, what about the secrets? The lies? The betrayal and her death! That was only just the beginning because now, she was reborn and she'll make them all pay. They'll suffer for what they've done because they don't deserve to be alive.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

Double Claimed: Marked by Two

Chapter 10

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