The Single Alpha's Pregnant Secret

PROLOGUE

The rain in the Blackwood Valley doesn’t wash away sins; it buries them.

Clara Thorne gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white against the dark plastic, as the mountain road vanished beneath a shroud of mist. She was a ghost in her own life, a woman running from a past that wore a crown and carried a whip. In her rearview mirror, the lights of the city she had fled were long gone, but the terror remained, coiled in her stomach like a serpent.

But it wasn't just terror she carried. Deep within her, beneath the layers of wet wool and the frantic beat of her heart, a secret was blooming. A secret with a heartbeat.

" Just a few more miles," she whispered, her voice cracking. "Just until the border."

She never saw the shadow.

A massive, fur clad shape lunged from the pines, a blur of silver and teeth. Clara slammed on the brakes, the car screaming as it hydroplaned toward the ravine. The world tilted, a sickening kaleidoscope of shattering glass and crushing metal, before everything went black.

When the world returned, it smelled of cedar and raw, untamed power.

Clara opened her eyes to find herself being carried. The man holding her was a titan, his chest a wall of solid heat against her freezing skin. She looked up, dazed, into eyes that weren't human, amber gold orbs that burned with a predatory, ancient hunger.

"You're awake," the man rasped. His voice was a low, velvet blade that seemed to vibrate in her very bones.

"Who... who are you?"

"I am the master of these woods," he replied, his grip tightening. "And you are the first human to survive a night on my soil."

This was Silas Vane,the "Heartless Alpha" of Blackwood. A man who had buried his heart with his late mate and ruled his pack with a fist of iron. To the world, he was a monster. To his four-year-old daughter, Lily, he was a silent, grieving tower.

Silas didn't believe in miracles. He believed in blood, territory, and the cold laws of the moon. But as he looked down at the fragile woman in his arms, his nostrils flared. Beneath the scent of rain and copper, he caught a whiff of something impossible. Something that made his inner wolf roar in a way it hadn't in years.

He didn't know she was a Seer. He didn't know she was carrying the heir of his greatest enemy. He only knew that every instinct he possessed was screaming at him to claim her, not as a nanny, not as a guest, but as his.

In a world where humans are prey and secrets are death sentences, Clara must play a dangerous game. She will step into the Alpha’s den as a servant, hiding the life growing inside her and the power waking in her blood. But in the House of Vane, the walls have ears, and the shadows have teeth.

One secret could save the pack. One lie could burn it to the ground. And one Alpha is about to discover that the only thing more dangerous than a war is the woman he’s sworn to protect.