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The Lycan Alpha's Forgotten Mate

The Lycan Alpha's Forgotten Mate

Author: Rabbit
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Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 1062    |    Released on: 27/01/2026

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own to my toes. The second was the scent. It wasn't the mildew and stale soap of my small room i

ph

vaulted architecture and a crystal chandelier catching the morning lig

as comple

my head, and the scream died insta

low, was Dimitri Barrett. The Alpha heir. The man r

Being in the Alpha's suite was forbidden for a wolfle

d the sheet, a flash of silver caught my eye. A ring. A heavy, intricate band

reading the initials

grew heavy, suffocatingly de

they were the color of glacial ice, and right n

are

ammed into me, paralyzing my muscles. I opened my mouth to answer

g a chest sculpted by war and violence. His gaze fell on

orror. He reached out

a

uched mine. It wasn't static; it was the Mate Spark. My breath hitched, and

he belonged. He looked like

voice laced with a trauma I didn'

od floor with a painful thud. Tears blurred my vision

mmanded, his

itr

Why did yo

is roar deafening. I ignored the beast, pressing the heels of my hand

ll like rain-washed lilies-a scent that made my

mit

ced through my sk

ders are pacing. Father's memor

e. Mem

e funeral preparations, but there was nothing. Just a black void. I

I snapped, sev

tine black sheets, a single, stark sm

en. I never let them close enough to trigger the memories of my moth

in my gut-not at

ivering on the floor. She wa

t," I s

yes filled with tears. "I... I

t gone. I Mind-Linked a guard. "Bring

oward her. "Put them on. If you are still here whe

ine growling in sync with my mood. The rain ha

wled, pacing in the back of m

ing wheel until the leather creaked. "She

e stretch of road connecting th

I saw

dress hung loosely on her small frame, soaked through by the f

in my ches

. She was wearing my ring. She carried my scent. And sh

The SUV screeched to a

car, terror washed over her face, an

r," I o

easily. She screamed-a raw, desperate sound that grated on my nerve

mmed shut, l

he door, shivering violently,

ing to a lethal whisper tha

you an orde

of a predator she couldn't escape. Good. Fear w

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