I stood at the podium, it was a very big gathering every five years, it was packed with thousands of wolves from different packs.
But something happened, my body stood their frozen, my eyes shot open, which meant one thing
My mate was close to me, I looked at the crowd to spot my omega, the one fateful person given to me by the moon goodness
The scent hit me like an insult. My chest tightened. My blood boiled, No, No
It couldn't be him, it couldn't be Lane,
The arena went still, thousands of eyes burning into my back , I waited for 5 years since I became of legal age to find my omega,
But it wasn't just an omega, it was an alpha, the one alpha who destroyed my family , the alpha who uses immoral and dark magic tactics to achieve goals
His eyes found mine, he stood from his sit, steps slow as he made his way, I could feel the mate pull crawling at my strength, a purse that matched my own heartbeat
" so this how fate plays her games" he says as if he won, as if the world was bending to him , with a smirk on his face, he looked at me mockingly
"I feel the bond but I will never submit to it, I would rather die than let a filth person like you to be bounded with me" I said with a clenched fist
the tension in the air could be felt, somehow his purse felt like mine, like two twins of the opposite directions, equally the same but in different lanes
Lane moved back to his sit "thats ours" my wolf asked with longing, almost desperate,
"No, we deserve better than that" I shut him up
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After everything was over and I was moving out of the place, i could hear voices, almost like a whisper
'Can alpha be mate to another alpha' of course it was ridiculous, I have never heard of an alpha who was mated to another alpha,
For gods sake only betas and omegas can be married to alphas but alpha to alpha
I stepped into the forest, walking towards the pack,heat burning through my veins, I paunched through the trunk of the oak tree
The bark cracked, leaves scattering throughout, bird's frying away towards the other trees, I just stood there
Who didn't know lane, he was known for his cruelty since a tender age, a wolf forged in darkness, feared for his ruthless ambition, the leader who mastered the use of forbidden dark magic
he was the leader of dark forest pack, his pack reflecting his ways, Even the forest surrounding their territory was known, for shadows stretching throught the forest, the air always carrying the smell of faint metallic tang
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LANES POV
I sat back in the shadows of the arena, surrounded by the endless sea of wolves. The lustrum was a spectacle, a gathering of power and pride every five years. Yet, for me, it was nothing more than a parade of pompous Alphas pretending their bloodlines meant something.
But then, my body froze. A jolt struck me like lightning, sharp and undeniable. My senses sharpened, my chest tightened. My mate.
The crowd blurred into insignificance as I searched, and then my eyes found him. Of all the cursed souls in this world, it had to be him. The righteous heir. The son of the house I broke apart with my own hands.
The bond clawed at me instantly, a pulse matching the rhythm of my own heartbeat, as if fate dared to bind us with invisible chains. And gods, it amused me.
I stood deliberately, slowly, each step calculated as silence rippled through the thousands. I felt their gazes, their unease, their whispers. Let them see. Let them choke on it.
"So this is how fate plays her games," I drawled, my lips curving into a smirk as I watched the fury in his eyes. The tension crackled between us like fire on dry leaves. He clenched his fists, defiant, spitting words of rejection, words of hate.
Good. That fire was why it would be so much sweeter
I turned away, reclaiming my seat with deliberate calm, though my wolf clawed inside me, restless, snarling, Ours. Always that word. Always that hunger.
"Two alphas"
"Impossible"
"An abomination"
I let them talk. Their fear fed me. Their disbelief was a gift.it was like I was born to beat the olds
The Dark Forest welcomed me back with its familiar embrace, the air thick with iron, the trees heavy with shadow. My wolves lingered at a distance, waiting, watching.
I felt the bond still pulsing, attracting my insides like euphoria, dragging at my veins like molten chains.
My wolf snarled inside me, feral, demanding. Ours. He is ours.
I smirked, slow and deliberate, and let the word coil on my tongue like poison. "Yes. He's ours."
The beast surged, hungry, triumphant.
"Not yet" I crushed it flat
My beta, Venus , finally found her voice, low and trembling.
"Alpha… is it true? He is"
"My mate," I finished for her, savoring the word as though it were both venom and wine. Her eyes widened, but I didn't let her speak again.
The forest fell silent. Even the wolves seemed to shrink into the dark, the weight of my words sinking into their bones.