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Alpha’s Rejected…
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AURORA
The elders and seniors of the pack stayed behind with me and Dane. “We can’t let her manipulate us like this,” one of the senior wolves loudly said.
“She’s just trying to divide us,” another chipped in. I raised my hand, and the murmurs died away.
“Calla thrives on fear and division. But we’ve faced worse before, and we’ve always come out stronger,” I said.
Dane stood beside me, crossing his arms. “We always come out stronger because we never let threats like these fester. We should just go head on with her.”
I turned to him, my tone even but firm, “And give her exactly what she wants? Public attention and a stage for fueling her lies? That’s reckless.”
“It’s decisive,” Dane returned, his voice rising slightly. “We can’t afford to appear weak, Aurora. Not now.”
Silence filled the room and we both looked at each other for a while, I sighed. “Recklessness isn’t strength, Dane,” I said, softly. “It’s a risk we can’t afford when the pack is already so divided.”
“And caution isn’t always the answer,” he returned, his voice
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having lost a little of the edge. “We need to show them we’re int control, not hiding behind words.”
“I heard Calla mention his name,” a senior said cautiously, looking toward Rowan.
Rowan, who was walking by, stopped and turned to the senior.
“I don’t know what Calla’s planning, but I have nothing to do with it. I have stood in this valley, proving myself in loyal service to this pack every single day.”
“Have you?” one more doubt voiced from the rear, but its speaker did not press forward.
“Enough!” I said, my voice cutting through the space, silencing the growing murmurs. “We are not here to loss around baseless accusations. If Calla mentioned Rowan, it’s because she wants to sow more distrust among us. Don’t let her win.”
Dane looked at Rowan, his face unreadable and said nothing.
Much later that night, I and Dane retreated to our quarters, I stayed quiet. The meeting had taken a toil on me.
“You didn’t have to defend him like that,” Dane said, pulling off his shirt, as he sat on the bed.
I blew out a breath, sitting on the edge of the bed. “I had to say something. Rowan’s been through enough already.”
“He’s also brought some of this on himself,” Dane said tightly. I turned to face him, frustrated.
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“Not everything has to be a confrontation, Dane. Sometimes people just need support.”
Dane ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “And sometimes they need a push to take responsibility.”
I rolled my eyes. “You always think you’re right, don’t you?” I snapped, and immediately regretted it.
Dane looked at me, his eyes softening. Without a word, he leaned forward, capturing my lips in a kiss. I pulled back slightly, my breath hitching.
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“That’s to shut me up, isn’t it?” I asked as I wiped my lips with my elbow and looked away, but I caught his smirk.
“That’s not all I want to do to shut you up, baby… not even.
close.”
Dane’s hand reached out from me and it rolled from my sides clipping under my blouse to my boobs, his fingers caught my nipples and he pinched.
I threw my head back and it rested on Dane’s shoulder, I rolled my eyes and moaned as he pinched harder, pressing a kiss. against the skin of my neck.
“Get away from me,” it rolled out of my mouth in a moan as I ran my hand through his hair, pressing him closer.
“I will never leave you… you drive me insane sometimes,” he
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said, mumbling.
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I smiled, my earlier frustration melting away as I bit his shoulder lightly, drawing a soft groan from him. We both
laughed and Dane pressed my back onto the bed, his lips trailing down my body.
I moaned softly, arching into his touch as his fingers slid inside. my panties, teasing her clit.
“You’re stubborn,” I whispered, my voice breathy.
“And you love it,” Dane growled back, his voice husky with want.
Our clothes vanished in a moment of warm motion, and the next thing Dane was moving over me, his cock sliding around the wetness that came from my clit as it tried to find my hole.
He entered gently, both of us groaning out of want. I wrapped my legs around him, my nails digging into his back as he began to move deeper.
Dane kissed me hard, thrusting steadily, so intensely that soft moans escaped through my lips, as I arched my back.
I cried out, my body tightening around him as my release washed over my thighs. Dane followed moments later, groaning my name as he spilled into me.
We lay tangled together, our breaths mingling in the quiet of our room. Dane pressed a kiss to my body and murmured, “I love you, even when we fight.”
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I smiled, leaning my head against his chest. “I love you too, stubborn as you are.”
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It was morning, I walked out of the packhouse, I was about to go. to the training area to see how things were going when I heard werewolves discussing Calla’s message, and arguments were stirring.
I stood at the front of the room, my voice firm, trying to restore calm to the rising unease.“We cannot let Calla play us against each other,” I said with firm resolution. “She speaks calculated words meant to divide the pack. We have to stand united.”
“But what if she is telling the truth?” One of the younger wolves, Miles, ventured, trying to speak loud but still managing to lace doubt into his tone.
My jaw clenched. “Then we investigate. We don’t act on baseless accusation
Dane walked to me and stood by my side, his arms crossed. “Miles, Calla doesn’t care about the truth. She wants to
destabilize us. Following her lead would be playing into her hands.”
Miles looked uncertain but nodded, retreating into the crowd.
Thick tension hung heavy as murmurs spread, werewolves exchanging uncertain glances.
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Before I could continue, the gates to the packhouse swung open and a messenger stumbled inside, pale–faced and gasping as though he’d run all the way from the borders.
“Alpha Dane,” he panted, his voice cracking.
“We spotted movement near disputed territory. They’re not just scouting anymore. Advancing.”
Suddenly, there was chaos: voices hooting each other in high pitched interest, questions in a rush.
“How many?” Dane took another step, voice sharp.
“Two dozen at least,” replied the messenger. “They are encamping just over the northern ridge.”
I felt my heart skip and I turned to Dane, our eyes met. His face went hard, his eyes, cold.
“We don’t have time for debate,” Dane cut through the babble. To me, he said, “We have to move right now.”
I faltered, my mind racing. “If we rush in without a plan, we could lose everything.”
“And if we don’t move, they’ll take what’s ours,” Dane returned, frustration edging into his tone.
The pack fell silent; all eyes were on both me and Dane. Then I nodded. “Then let’s prepare.”
