The Biggest Mistake, loving my Alpha Husband

The biggest mistake I had ever made was falling in love with my Alpha husband. William Miller. CEO of the William Group of Companies. Powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable. And mine. I was six years old when my mother died. Her death didn’t just take away my happiness, it took away my safety. My father remarried barely a year later, bringing a new woman into our home… along with her daughter. From that day on, my life became a living nightmare. My stepmother smiled in public and turned cruel behind closed doors. My stepsister followed her every move, treating me like a servant instead of family. I was beaten. Starved. Silenced. No one came to save me. Until the night I was thirteen. I had wandered too far into the woods, running away from the bruises and the pain. That was when the rogue wolves found me. Five of them. I remember the smell of blood. The growls. The fear paralyzing my body. Then—him. A massive Alpha wolf leaped between me and death, tearing through the rogues like they were nothing. He fought all five alone, protecting me without hesitation. When it was over, he looked at me with eyes filled with concern. That was our first meeting. And the first time my heart learned how to love. Years later, at eighteen, fate crossed our paths again. I saved a man from a fatal accident, dragging him away moments before his car exploded. As our eyes met, my wolf screamed inside me. Mate. He was my fated mate. But before I could tell him, before I could explain anything, He disappeared. Four years passed. And when we met again… it was at our arranged marriage. He didn’t recognize me. Worse still, William believed the woman who saved him was my stepsister. Our marriage didn’t happen in a church. There were no flowers. No vows whispered with love. It happened inside William Group of Companies. The boardroom was cold and filled with powerful men in expensive suits. Papers were signed. Cameras flashed. Hands were shaken. Just like that, I became Mrs. William Miller. William didn’t look at me once. His expression was hard, distant—like this marriage was nothing more than a business contract. To him, I wasn’t a wife. I was an obligation. When the meeting ended, he stood up immediately. “You’ll stay at the mansion,” he said flatly, already turning away. “My driver will take you.” That was it. No congratulations. No warmth. No acknowledgment. And that was how I became his wife… Loved by fate. Rejected by my Alpha. .... William’s mansion was massive, cold marble floors, towering walls, and silence that echoed my loneliness. My stepsister, Selena , moved in like she owned the place. She laughed loudly, clung to William’s arm whenever she could, and acted like she was the true Luna. One afternoon, while she sat beside William in the living room pretending to paint, I stayed quietly in a corner, sketching on my own canvas. Art was the only thing that calmed my wolf. I was so focused that I didn’t notice his gaze, until my wolf stirred. I looked up. William was watching me. For a brief moment, his eyes softened. Confusion flickered across his face, as if something about me felt… familiar. My heart skipped. Then Selena laughed loudly, splashing paint deliberately on the floor. “Oops,” she said sweetly. “I’m not as good as you, sister.” William’s attention snapped back to her. The moment was gone. Weeks passed after our marriage, each day heavier than the last. William barely spoke to me. He spent long hours at the company—or with Selena. The servants whispered. The pack watched. I was a Luna in title only. Then one morning, everything changed. William’s grandfather—the former Alpha and founder of the William empire, asked to see me. He studied me carefully, his sharp eyes missing nothing. “You will start working at William Group,” he said firmly. I froze. “Sir?” “You are my grandson’s wife,” he continued. “And more than that, I sense strength in you. You will not sit idle in this house while others disrespect you.” William stiffened beside him. “Grandfather” “This is my decision,” the old Alpha cut in. “She starts next week.” William’s jaw tightened, his eyes dark as they met mine. For the first time since our marriage, I saw something in his gaze. Not love. But interest. And deep down, my wolf whispered This is where everything begins.