AngelLily

Alexis an outcast, a “Hunted” yet able to hide under their noses, desiring to live at every cost. Even if it meant pretending to be a man.

But she was also once one of the moon goddess’s three pillars. She was in charge of assigning mates, but her curiosity into what it would feel like to have a mate, to fall in love was considered a breach of rules. 

The goddess’s three pillars do not fall in love! It was forbidden. 

So she was sentenced, removed and reduced to the status of a mere werewolf. Her memories were wiped and she no longer knew what she once was, not even after her rebirth. 

In a world of werewolves where shifting was a must, what would happen to her? A girl who never shifted? Never manifested. 

What would she do now, suddenly having found herself struck with a heat cycle—something she had never once experienced. She was abnormal, never manifested, yet, there she stood in the middle of hundreds of guests drowning in her sudden heat that one way or the other drew his attention. 

Keelion Fane. The one who should have never known. 

He is the leader of the pack, but he is feared—said to be cold-hearted and cruel. He is an alpha who hasn’t found his mate for so long that he had no choice but to find a substitute. 

But Alexis was stuck. With nowhere to run, in his grasp. 

She…was doomed.

The Alpha’s Fated Mate Is an Outcast

Keelion drove off onto the road, neither him nor Alexis who was curled in the car seat saying a word to each other until he arrived at his mansion. He pulled over, and while the security opened the gate, he slipped off the jacket of his suit, tossing it over to her.

"What is this for?" Alexis asked.

"Cover your head. You look like a mess."

Glassy eyes, flushed cheek, trembling lips as if she were shivering from a cold… No one wouldn't suspect something was wrong with her.

Alexis pulled his jacket over her head and forced herself off the car seat to get out once he parked in the parking lot.

Keelion came down, and she followed quietly behind him, arms wrapped around her burning figure. She was breathing out hot puffs of breath, eyes stuck on the large figure of the man who was walking in front of her.

CHAPTER 11