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

"What?" Amusement cracked on his face. By now he was as close to her with barely an inch of distance between them. His hand rested on her shoulder and slowly crawled up her neck, her body shivering under his touch.

"You wanted me to be confident," she mumbled in a shaky breath. "I'm l-learning."

"Starting with me, is that so?" He rubbed his thumb over the mating gland where he'd bitten her—where the mating mark looked like it'd begun fading. It wasn't as clear.

Once it faded, someone else could imprint on her, they could—

He grasped her by the nape of her neck and pulled her much closer.

Alexis blinked at him. "K-keelion?"

"Mhm, I like how you say my name," the man hummed lowly, leaning in until his face was nestled in her neck.

CHAPTER 44