Rejected By The Alpha, Chosen By Fate

Chapter Nine – Torn by Fate

Sleep abandoned me that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Damon’s rage, Adrian’s smirk, and the way both of them had looked at me—as if I was the prize in a game I never agreed to play.

But it wasn’t just their eyes haunting me.

It was my wolf.

She paced inside me restlessly, her growls low, conflicted. Part of her ached for Damon—her rejected mate, the bond that should have been unbreakable. Another part stretched toward Adrian’s presence, hungry for the power in his voice, the promise in his touch.

They’re both wrong for us, I whispered to her.

She only growled back: Or maybe they’re both right.

By dawn, whispers filled the pack house. I caught snatches as I passed.

“Did you see the way Damon defended her?”

“No, Adrian’s right—she belongs to him.”

“She’s not Luna material… she’s something else.”

The tension split the pack down invisible lines, and for the first time, I felt it—my fate wasn’t just my own anymore. It was pulling everyone with it.

Then the horns blared again.

I rushed outside, heart hammering, to find warriors already gathering at the border. But this time it wasn’t a full attack. It was a warning. Adrian’s pack stood at the tree line—dozens of wolves, their golden-eyed Alpha at the front.

He didn’t cross the boundary. Not yet.

“This land reeks of fear,” Adrian called, his voice carrying over the crowd. “Your Alpha can’t even decide what to do with fate’s chosen. If he won’t claim her, I will. And when I do, she will be Luna of my pack. Stronger than any of you ever dreamed.”

Damon stepped forward, shirtless, scars and muscles gleaming with raw fury. “Take one step closer, Adrian, and it’ll be your blood soaking this soil.”

The wolves on Adrian’s side snarled, their claws tearing the earth. Damon’s pack bristled in answer. One wrong move, and the ridge would be drowned in blood.

And in the middle of it all—me.

My wolf howled inside, the mark on my arm burning brighter, hotter, as if fate itself was demanding I choose.

Damon.

Adrian.

Or something beyond both of them.

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