Absolutely here's your rewritten chapter transformed into a first-person werewolf romance, set in a modern supernatural world where human institutions like marriage and business are replaced with pack alliances, bonds, and wolf hierarchies. The tone blends contemporary realism with primal wolf instinct, dominance tension, and emotional restraint all while keeping your characters' names and relationships intact.
Chapter: The Alpha's Proposal
From the very first moment I laid eyes on Lewis, something deep inside my wolf stirred a silent, bone-deep fear that didn't belong to my human side. He didn't need to speak. One look from him was enough to rattle the instincts buried in my blood. His eyes, silver and sharp, carried the weight of an Alpha who'd seen too much. It wasn't just power that gleamed there it was control. Absolute and unnerving.
He had the kind of dominance that filled every space he entered. It didn't roar it pressed. Like invisible gravity bending the air around him. His jaw was hard, his expression unreadable, and yet those eyes… those piercing eyes seemed to strip me bare, layer by layer, until even my wolf whimpered under the surface.
Still, I couldn't afford to show weakness. Not in front of him. Not when he might sense what I truly was a displaced soul wearing another wolf's skin.
So I smiled, light and careless, masking the tremor beneath.
"Oh? We're not even bonded yet, and you're already tracking my movements, Alpha?"
Lewis's gaze didn't flicker. He just stared cold, assessing, the weight of his authority pushing against my chest like an invisible hand. My pulse betrayed me, thudding faster, but I kept my tone smooth.
When he finally spoke, his voice was low, calm but it carried that quiet command that made even air still.
"The night's cold," he said. "You're still healing. It would be unwise to test your strength too soon."
A simple statement, yet my instincts heard the warning beneath. You're in my territory now. Be careful how far you push.
"Thank you for the reminder, Alpha Hale," I said, bowing my head just slightly enough to respect rank, but not enough to surrender.
He still didn't move. His gaze lingered, dissecting me in silence. The heat of it felt like claws dragging against my soul.
"Was there something else you wanted?" I asked, forcing lightness into my tone.
"I can still pretend your decision to formalize our bond tomorrow is a joke," he said flatly.
Ah. There it was. The reason for his visit.
The former Riley the wolf whose body I now inhabited had tried to end her life rather than bond with him. And now, suddenly, she was willing? Of course, he would suspect something. Any Alpha would.
I took a slow step toward him, my wolf pacing restlessly inside. I leaned closer, hands resting on the armrests of his chair until our faces were mere inches apart. His scent cold pine and iron filled my lungs.
"There's someone else you love, isn't there?" I whispered.
He didn't even blink. "Yes."
My lips curved in a small, knowing smile. "And because you can't have her, you've stopped caring who you claim, haven't you?"
"Correct."
"Then let's make it simple," I said softly. "You don't care who carries your mark. I need protection freedom from the Ashbourne pack's chaos. You've seen what it's like for me here. Don't pretend you haven't."
His jaw tightened. A flicker just a flicker of emotion crossed his eyes, quickly buried again.
"I'm not asking for love, Alpha," I continued. "Let's make this alliance fair. You give me safety, rank, and room to breathe. In return, you get a Luna who won't challenge your authority or drag your name through scandal. We both get what we need. No strings. No expectations."
The silence that followed wasn't empty it pulsed, alive with tension. I could feel his wolf pushing against mine, testing boundaries, searching for lies. My wolf rose to meet it, steady but cautious.
His pupils thinned into slits a sign of curiosity. Maybe even intrigue.
Finally, he spoke. "I'll come for you at dawn. Be ready." His gaze lingered for a moment. "Don't make me regret trusting your word."
I smiled, the corner of my mouth curling like a secret. "Of course not."
I stepped back, bowing slightly in respect. "Travel safe, Alpha. The winds are sharp tonight."
For a second, something flickered in his expression something unreadable, almost human before he turned away. His chair rolled down the hallway, silent and steady.
When he disappeared, I caught Theo his Beta watching me from the shadows. His eyes narrowed, full of suspicion. He could sense it that the spirit inside this wolf wasn't the same one they once knew.
But I didn't slow my steps. I had taken a risk tonight. And I'd won.
For now.
Later, standing before the mirror in my den, I finally studied the reflection that wasn't quite mine. The girl staring back had Riley's soft, pale skin untouched by sunlight and delicate features that looked almost too fragile for this world. A tiny crimson mark glowed faintly between my brows, like a flicker of buried magic.
This wasn't just a new body. It was a rebirth. A chance.
The wolf within purred with restless energy, running claws of hope across my chest. My past self the one who wasted years loving Julian had died. The woman who lived now was sharper. Wilder. Determined.
Never again would I beg to be loved.
"Riley, you're awake?"
My mother's voice warm and human, but laced with the soft hum of pack energy drifted in. She entered with a bowl of steaming stew, her gentle smile lighting the room.
"Eat, my sweet," Lena said. "You need your strength for tomorrow."
I sat beside her, taking a bite. The flavor earthy and familiar filled a hole I hadn't known still existed.
"Slow down," she laughed softly, wiping my lips. "You'll make yourself sick."
My throat tightened. I hadn't been mothered like this in either life. Not truly. The warmth in her tone wrapped around me like a blanket my wolf didn't want to let go of.
"Thank you, Mom," I whispered.
She brushed my hair from my face. "If bonding with Lewis is what you want, I'll support you. But if that Alpha ever hurts you…" Her gaze hardened briefly. "He'll answer to me."
I smiled faintly. "He won't. I won't let anyone hurt me again."
That night, for the first time in years, I slept peacefully surrounded by the soft hum of my mother's scent, my wolf safe, my heart quiet.
When dawn came, Lena helped me prepare.
"Every Luna should walk to her bond ceremony with pride," she said, dabbing soft color onto my cheeks. "You are no exception."
I looked into the mirror one last time. The girl reflected there was no longer broken. She was reborn.
At exactly 7:40, a black SUV pulled into the driveway. Lewis emerged his cold aura cutting through the morning fog like a blade.
His eyes found me instantly. For just a breath, the Alpha mask slipped surprise flickered. Admiration, maybe.
I turned to Theo with a small smile. "I'll handle this. I need to learn to move beside my Alpha anyway."
He stepped aside as I took hold of Lewis's chair, guiding him toward the waiting car. The world was still until a voice sliced through the silence.
"Uncle Lewis."
That voice froze me mid-step. My pulse stumbled.
I didn't have to turn to know who it was.
Julian.
My wolf growled low in my chest, and I tightened my grip on the chair. I hadn't expected to face him this soon.
And I wasn't sure what I'd do when I did.