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"Two Alphas. One Prophecy. A battle between an Obsessed Stalker and Fated Mate."
Cael never wanted to be alpha. He just wanted freedom, to find his mate and live a normal life. But when his father was betrayed and killed, Cael had no choice but to fight and take his place. Now trapped in endless battles to protect his business empire and pack land, which happened to be rich with the coveted moonstone, he has become cold, untrusting, and ruthless, which isolated him from his pack and friends. But when fate brings Elisa into his life, everything changes; something about her stirs all the longing he’s spent years burying to become a successful alpha. 
Elisa, an omega with a suppressed wolf, has always felt different. Hidden and overprotected by her parents, she doesn’t know that a prophecy ties her to unimaginable power. After an attempt on her life, she joins the Silverclaw Pack under Cael’s protection. With danger lurking in the shadows and an adopted sister who may or may not possess supernatural abilities, she begins to uncover truths about herself—and confusing feelings for the cold alpha that protects her. 
But Cael isn’t the only one that wants Elisa. Dante, a ruthless alpha hiding his wolf, has spent years stalking her. He knows about her powers, not just that he believes she is the one he loves, his future Luna, and will stop at nothing to claim her, even if it means tearing her away from the one man who may be her soulmate. When an unplanned pregnancy rips Cael and Eli apart, Dante steps in, offering comfort when she feels hurt and betrayed. 
Two alphas compete for her heart—only one can earn her trust. Will Cael manage to open his heart in time to save Elisa? Or will he give Dante a chance to claim her? 
Dive into a world of love, secrecy, and betrayal.

Fated To The Reluctant Alpha

Cael's grip tightened, his fingers digging into the man's throat like a steel vice. The mercenary thrashed, his boots scraping against the concrete, his eyes wild with panic.

"You're testing my patience," Cael said, his voice low, lethal. A quiet, almost conversational tone. The kind of tone that promised violence.

A whimper escaped the mercenary's lips as his face turned a deep shade of red.

Then he let go. The mercenary gasped, coughing violently.

Cael leaned in, his voice a whisper. "Talk."

The man groaned, his body shuddering from pain. "We weren't here to rob the mines," he rasped. "We were testing your security." he whimpered out. "and got the lay out of the pack house and surrounds while everyone was distracted."

The mercenary let out a weak, bloodied chuckle. "They know your weaknesses now." His swollen lips curled into a grin. "And your doors… are already open."

CHAPTER TWENTY