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

I watched Aria's retreating form, my chest tightening with each step she took away from me. Part of me ached to go after her, to try and make things right. But the weight of the crown on my head was a constant reminder of my responsibilities.

"We can't just let her go," Neo growled in my mind.

"We have no choice," I replied silently. "There are more pressing matters."

Venice. The name alone made my blood boil. That witch had no business being in Avenport, not after everything she'd done. I'd made it crystal clear she wasn't welcome here, yet here she was, strolling through my territory as if she owned it.

I caught her scent on the wind—a sickly sweet aroma that made my nose wrinkle. Following it, I moved swiftly through the streets, my senses on high alert. But the trail went cold near the town square.

"Damn it," I muttered under my breath.

Curse