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Her Devilish Alpha

Madeline knew he was the alpha of the werewolves, but… __ In Alaric, soulmates are bonded by a red string. Some people chose to go against their preordained fates, some chose to embrace it. However, when Madeline discovers she’s bonded to no, not a human, but the alpha of the pack she happened to stumble upon… Does she unintentionally fall for the devilish Alpha Xavier or does she decide her own path? __ EXCERPT: "Step forward," he ordered, his steely gaze landing on her. Madeline swallowed as a chill went down her spine. "You don't belong here," he snarled, making Madeline want to run despite her intuition which told her not to. Making a face, he narrowed his eyes and spat, "You're a human." Wide-eyed, Madeline stared back at him, her eyes meeting him before she felt something tighten around her pinky. Her heart tightened and began pounding faster than it did before. It flickered, but it was clear what it was. Everyone stared between them, back and forth in confusion. Whatever it was, it could only be seen by Madeline and Xavier. 'With a stranger? Are you kidding me?' He growled. Her heart raced, she was thinking the same thing. __ This book's cover is made by @vatarison.art (check him out on IG)!

marichat_nettenoir · Fantasy
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251 Chs

Cornelia, What Are You Up To?

"Rose, what am I supposed to do?" Cornelia asked after her third or fourth glass of wine that night alone. 

"Stop drinking, that's what. You've got to stop drinking," Rose said, taking the bottle of wine away from Cornelia. 

"You know I could always conjure up another bottle, right?" Cornelia asked.

"You wouldn't dare," Rose narrowed her eyes. 

"Well, you know I wasn't referring to my drinking issue when I asked you what I was supposed to do right," Cornelia spoke, her voice weak. 

"If you knew you were going to react this way then why did you want to meet them in the first place?" Rosalynn questioned, tilting her head to the side and knitting her brows. 

"Huh, you always know the right questions to ask," Cornelia noticed. 

"Of course, I do. I've known you for a substantial amount of time, I know what to ask and what not to ask," Rose commented. 

"Glass," she said to Cornelia, who sighed.