May_Evans

My 19th birthday was supposed to be perfect. Instead, it became the day my world fell apart. Picture this: Me, walking in on my boyfriend Darian tangled up with Scarlet, my so-called best friend. Talk about a birthday surprise, right? Heartbroken and furious, I ran into the woods, desperate to escape. That's when things got really strange. It was time for my werewolf transformation, but something went terribly wrong. Pain ripped through me as I got stuck halfway between human and wolf. There I was, alone and scared, thinking this was how I'd die. But then he showed up. A massive gray wolf with eyes that seemed to look right into my soul. I couldn't believe it. Niko Kaine Silverbane, the Alpha King in the flesh. Kaine helped me complete my shift, but that was just the beginning. Something sparked between us, a connection I couldn't explain. It was electric, intense, and a little bit terrifying. Next thing I know, I'm trying to save my ex friend, enrolled at Banes Academy, surrounded by other young werewolves. That's where I learned the truth: Kaine and I are destined mates. Me, the orphan girl, fated to be with the most powerful Alpha in the country. It sounds like a fairy tale, right? Wrong. Turns out, being the Alpha King's mate comes with a target on your back. Enemies are everywhere, including faces I once trusted. And Kaine? He's got secrets darker than a moonless night. Now I'm racing against time to master my newfound powers and stand beside Kaine against the forces trying to tear us apart. But as the danger grows, so do my feelings for him. Will I find the strength to become the Alpha Luna I'm meant to be? Or will the darkness consume us both?

Claimed by the Alpha Professor

The room spun before me, with memories and the present mixing in a confusing swirl. My wolf form shook as I tried to make sense of everything I was seeing and feeling. Margaret's memory kept playing out around us, showing truths I had both wanted and dreaded just as much.

I watched as Margaret returned to Jeremy, her eyes scanning the angry red gash across his torso. Though it was closing slowly, I could see the worry etched on her face.

"You'll have a scar," she said softly, her fingers hovering just above the wound. "I'm sorry I don't have time for a cleaner healing."

Jeremy managed a weak smile. "Battle scars are sexy, right?"

Margaret shook her head, but I caught the hint of amusement in her eyes before she turned away but she said, " Don't worry, you won't even remember this conversation by tomorrow."

My attention was drawn to Tom's voice in my head.

"Aria, it's you and me in the corner of the room, right?"

The seven children