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

Alexis quickly responded, "No one."

Keelion glanced around the room with a furrowed brow. He was sure he'd heard her speaking to someone, but then again, no one would dare step into his room, not without his permission.

"I'll only let you get away with lying once. Just once, Alexis."

Her throat dipped in a swallow. She would tell him about Sereia, but wouldn't he think she was crazy? It wasn't like there was anyway to prove she had a wolf…that Sereia existed.

"Yeah, I wouldn't suggest doing that, kid. He might possibly think you're lying to save yourself. It would be messy."

"I asked you to come out an hour after I left, why didn't you?" Keelion asked, walking over to the sofa where he stood, taking off his knee-length coat, and tossing it on the armrest. He went for his tie, and while he took it off, Alexis stared at the back of his large frame.

CHAPTER 14