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

Miss Margaret looked up as I entered, her stern face softening slightly. "Aria, how can I help you?"

"I was wondering," I began hesitantly, "if there's any way I could skip the ball on Saturday? I'm not really comfortable with--"

She held up a hand, cutting me off. "I'm afraid that's not possible, dear. You're on the list of 150 women invited to attend."

My brow furrowed in confusion. "150? I thought there were going to be thousands."

"The king decided to trim the list," she explained. "Even he realized 2,000 women would be ridiculous. But you're still expected to attend."

I slumped in defeat, muttering a quiet "Thank you" before trudging out. As I walked, Davina, my inner wolf, growled in frustration.

"You should attend," she insisted, "There won't be a large crowd, and he'll be focused on you regardless."

"I understand," I replied with a sigh. "But it looks like we don't have any other option, right?"

Another betrayal