Follow
Chapters
Share
Marked for the Enemy Alpha Novel Cover

Marked for the Enemy Alpha

Everyone in the pack knew that a simple offering of food could make me, the so-called "foolish princess," do anything. Kaizen Phillips, the Beta of the pack, once handed me a piece of cake, and I clung to him for years after that. Though he never showed it openly, he despised me in private, calling me shameless and accusing me of throwing myself at him. I didn’t understand what "shameless" or "throwing myself at him" meant—I only knew that Beta Kaizen gave me good food, so he must be a good person. I liked him, and I wanted to repay his kindness. That was until the news came from the northern border: our pack had suffered a defeat, and Vera Fernandez, the Lycan King’s most cherished daughter, was to be sent as a mate to the rival pack’s Alpha to secure peace. Vera’s mother, Bristol Larson, the Lycan Queen, came to me personally, carrying a box of pastries. She pleaded with me to take Vera’s place in the mark ceremony. I wiped the crumbs from my mouth and waved my hand dismissively. "Don’t worry, Your Majesty.
Chapters
Share

Chapter 5

My mark ceremony was scheduled earlier than Vera’s, though the preparations were carried out simultaneously.

Rumors spread that Vera had thrown a fit, and King Robert had confined her to her chambers, only to be released on the day of the ceremony. Patrick hadn’t set foot in the central territory since, not even for the pack meetings.

I stayed out of the drama, spending my days lounging in my new quarters, indulging in lavish meals until I’d gained a noticeable roundness.

On the day of the ceremony, I was roused at dawn to be dressed and groomed. Once the ceremonial robe was draped over me and the veil secured, I was ushered into the car adorned with red ribbons.

“Won’t the King and Queen see me off?” I asked.

Wasn’t it customary for parents to bid farewell before a mark ceremony? Had they overslept?

I lifted the veil, peering out into the early morning mist. A light drizzle fell, and the surroundings were eerily empty, not a soul in sight.

“Queen Bristol said she’d come to see me off too. Where is she?”

The matron escorting me yanked the veil back down, chuckling.

“Time is tight, and we can’t delay. The King is occupied with pack affairs, so we must depart now.”

Ah, of course. The ceremony had to be timed perfectly for the Moon Goddess’s blessing. We couldn’t afford to be late.

“The King is busy, and the Queen and Queen Bristol are busy too. I understand, Matron.”

I sat upright, adjusting the veil, my voice now tinged with a hint of a sniffle. “It’s alright. I’ll be good, Matron. Let’s go.”

I had wanted to ask King Robert if he could give me a proper name, something other than just “Hannah,” but it seemed there was no time.

Hidden beneath the veil, my cheeks flushed, and my eyes brimmed with tears.

“I’ll be good, Hannah. I won’t miss home, and I won’t miss my mother.”

I wiped my tears with the edge of the veil, then forced a smile.

Mother, I’m getting marked today, to the most powerful Alpha in the north. I’ve heard he’s incredibly wealthy. Once I’m his Luna, I’ll honor your memory with the finest offerings, so you can rest in peace, and even the Moon Goddess herself will look upon you with favor.

Keep Watching!
The story is getting intense! Switch to App to continue reading
Unlock All Episodes
Open the Official Website

You may also like

Marked By Two Worlds Novel Cover
9.7
Elara Voss was rejected by her Alpha on the night of the Blood Moon - cast aside as a nobody with no wolf, no rank, and no future. She ran. But fate had other plans. In the human world, she collides with Damien Crest - cold, ruthless billionaire by day, the last living Shadowking by night. He offers her a contract marriage. She has nowhere else to go. But ancient markings are awakening on her skin. A god is whispering her name. And Kael, the fearsome Werewolf High King, has declared across all supernatural realms that she is his fated mate. Two kings. Two worlds. One woman who was never supposed to matter. They all rejected her once. Now they'll burn their empires down to claim her.
My Cheating Amnesic Idol Mate Novel Cover
9.0
I pulled out my ring and held it in front of him. "I'm calling off our engagement. I won't - won't marry a cheating bastard like you. You can live happily ever after with someone else, like Blair Anderson. Smile, Jayden - you're finally getting rid of me, may you live happily ever after with your dear girlfriend." I said with a fake smile and cold eyes. "Oh, and before I forget, I, Ashley Van Smith, of the Red Moon Pack, reject Jayden Ronan Keller, of the Crimson Pack, as my mate and fiancé, we are hereby no longer related." ******************************************** In which Ashley Van Smith and Jayden Ronan Keller are mated and engaged. Because of the arranged marriage made by their parents. Problems arise when Ashley finds out that Jayden is involved in an unfaithful relationship. Ashley never thought that she would be in a relationship with a cheater. So she wants to end this engagement because he cheated on her, but fate decides to intervene and Jayden suffers from amnesia that only she seems to be able to deal with. Ashley, despite not having deep feelings for him, feels there is still a bond between them and has a sense of responsibility to help recover his memory and guide him through his difficult times. In the midst of her efforts to help Jayden recover, Ashley is faced with a difficult decision. Will she stay by his side and help him through this difficult time, even though Jayden is in love with someone else? Or should Ashley simply let Jayden go?
My little fierce mate Novel Cover
9.1
They called me wolf less. Weak. Worthless. In the Bloodstone Pack, that's as good as a death sentence-except mine has been slow, drawn out in whispers, cold stares, and the sharp edges of my family's contempt. My mate, the one the Moon Goddess chose for me, humiliated me in front of the entire pack before turning his back. So I did what no one expected. I left. One reckless night in a bar far from home, I met a stranger with eyes like winter storms. I should have walked away, but pain has a way of making you reckless-and desire has a way of making you forget. By morning, I was gone, certain I'd never see him again. But fate is cruel and relentless. The stranger was no ordinary wolf-he was the Lycan King, and I was his mate. Now he's hunting me, not just for the bond that ties us, but for something more... because something woke inside me that night. My wolf. My power. And possibly, our child. The world I ran from is nothing compared to the enemies closing in now-family who'd rather see me broken, a sister who thrives on my misery, and a rival king who would burn kingdoms to claim what's his. The closer Jake gets, the more I wonder if the greatest danger I face isn't the people hunting me... but the darkness I've carried all along.
My Lovely Twin Alpha  Novel Cover
9.0
After my sudden death, I was manipulated by the Devil, and I sought to destroy Alpha Kelvin, the man I believed murdered me in my past life. But fate had other plans. I found myself in the wrong pack, face-to-face with Alpha Ken, Kelvin's identical twin brother. ***** “Who is Frank?” He asked with a twisted lip when he finally regained his sanity. “Oh!” I shook my head multiple times and sighed, “It's nothing.” “Hmm. Anyway, the older woman you mentioned does exist; her name is Patricia, and she's our headmaid. But remember, you're in the Alpha's mansion, and you’re prone to having legion enemies and haters who will be willing to do anything just to see you in pain. Are you sure you are ready for this?” Gamma Enoch asked with a serious face. My eyes lightened up at once. ‘Haters, enemies, failed missions… Finally, a real competition. Some fun at last. “I was reincarnated for this.” I answered, my eyes burning with wicked delight. Enoch was surprised by my response, but the smirk on his face didn't fade away. We both walked towards the huge mansion gate. The soldiers on guard bowed at him, and I immediately knew he wasn't any type of man; he was one with power and authority. He pushed the door open and whispered “Go in.” As I took my first step, a malicious laughter left my throat. It's advised not to invite just anyone into your home because some people will make significant changes. As for Alpha Ken, he just invited the Devil into his home, but don't ever forget, the Devil comes to steal, kill, and destroy. As for me, I entered with a simple mission: ‘VENGEANCE.’
Rejected by Her Fated Mate Novel Cover
9.6
I jolted awake to the sound of Emma's whimpers. The digital clock on my nightstand glowed 2:17 AM, casting an eerie blue light across my empty bed. Michael hadn't come home again. "Mommy," Emma's voice was barely audible through our connecting door. My heart lurched as I rushed to her room, my bare feet cold against the wooden floor. The moment I touched her forehead, fear gripped me. She was burning up, her small body radiating heat that no eight-year-old should produce. Her normally rosy cheeks were flushed crimson, her nightgown soaked with sweat. "It hurts, Mommy," she whimpered, her eyes glassy with fever. "My bones feel funny." My stomach dropped.
Rejected by the Alpha, Rescued by My True Mate Novel Cover
9.5
One week before our marking ceremony, I arrived at the pack house earlier than usual, my arms filled with fresh lilies and ceremonial candles. The scent of pine and sage filled the air as I walked through the familiar corridors, my heart light with anticipation. I wanted to surprise Carson with the preparations I'd made for our special day. My wolf, Luna, stirred uneasily within me. She'd been weakened since the rogue attack in the northern territories where I'd nearly lost her saving Carson's life, but her instincts remained sharp. *Something's wrong*, she whispered in my mind. "It's just nerves," I murmured, trying to calm us both. "Our marking ceremony is almost here." As I approached Carson's private study, voices drifted through the partially open door. Not just voices—sounds that made my stomach clench with dread. My fingers tightened around the stems of the lilies until thorns pricked my skin.