Mated To The Brutal Alpha

Tessa I am standing at the doorway to George's room, carrying with me a mop and a bucket. He is the Alpha's first son and also my sister's fated mate. Well, step-sister. She is the only one in my family who treats me like family, the only one in the whole Golden Moon Pack who even treats me like I'm worth something. Thanks to her, I was able to secure a cleaning job in the Alpha's lodge. There was nothing else I could do since my father, the richest man in the pack, refused to send me to school simply because I was born without his birthmark. To him, the absence of that mark is proof enough that I don’t belong to him. He called me a bastard the moment I was born, made the world believe that my mother was a whore and promised to push me away from his house the moment I turned eighteen. Jasmine, my sister, had promised to take me with her after her wedding and mating ceremony. She said she would convince George and the Alpha to let me live in the Alpha's lodge with her and when s

TessaHe digs his claws into my chest instead. I choke, clawing at him with what little strength I have left. My vision blurs. I’m not ready to die. Not here. Not like this. But my heart is literally in his hands, all it would take is for him to pull it out, and it’s over.“Nooooooooooo!!” Jasmine screams.I slowly look at her, knowing my life is about to come to an end but to my surprise, she has shifted.Her wolf is smaller than his but she lunges with a terrifying snarl. She sinks her teeth into his shoulder and drags him off me, slamming him into the wall with a strength I never knew she had.I am breathing helplessly and slowly on the bare floor, still in my wolf form. She snarls and rushes to attack, but he howls at her, and surprisingly, she stops, bending to him. Hell no! She is his fated mate and as the Alpha's son, he must have learnt how to control his mate's wolf.“Jasmine, you have to reject him now!” I say in my thoughts but in such a way that she could hear me.It w

Tessa*Fifteen Days later*It took an extra fifteen days for me to heal up my wounds and I didn't entirely heal on the hospital bed.My father came and signed the AMA Form to be able to take me despite my inability to heal faster. But he never took me home.Instead, he threw me to Alpha Reynolds, George's father to uphold justice regarding the death of his heir’s fated mate, my sister.They tore my clothes and tied my hands to the ceiling in the grand hall. Everyone came around, throwing stones and mud at me. Except for my father and step-mother. Maybe they can’t bear to watch or maybe it’s because they don’t believe I killed Jasmine.Today is the third day of being tied up here. Today, the alpha will give his final verdict. It's not like anyone spoke on my behalf, they all believe I killed my sister. Freya has been skeptical about everything, so I told her not to involve herself, I even pleaded with her. I wasn't ready to lose another person dear to me.“I didn't do it!” I plead, cr

TessaThe knock comes again, I keep quiet, my focus still remaining on the metal door. At this moment, I hear the door handle swing, my heart thunders, so I quickly stand up.The door opens and Alfred walks in, his expression unreadable. I take a step forward, not pulling my eyes from him.He stops moving and he is a few inches from me. He stares at me with his grey eyes. This is when I see the sadness in his eyes.“I want to help you escape…” he says, his voice barely above a whisper.My eyes widen in disbelief.“Why?”“What do you mean by ‘why’ ?”I should agree with him and go on with whatever escape plan he has. Yet something tells me that there is more. He is the beast’s brother after all.“You know I didn't kill my sister,” I smile. “Which also means you know who did it.”“Damn it! Tessa” he says and looks away.“You have the video.” I press further. “When our bodies were moved from his room, you must have looked around, found the camera… and yet, you didn't tell your father… or

Tessa The car hums softly as it speeds down the road. I am sitting in the back seat of the car, holding a sealed envelope my stepmother, Aunt Ophelia, gave me. On both sides of me, and in the SUV following behind, are ten guards whose duty is to ensure I reach the colony safely and deliver the note to the Lycan King.I feel that pull again and my breath catches. It is now impossible to ignore. I look around, hoping to scent out my second chance mate. I’d rather it be one of these scar-faced guards reeking of sweat than a damn Reynolds.The sensation crawls beneath my skin, yet my instincts tell me he is not in this vehicle with me. I look up and a bugatti collides with our vehicle, blocking us from moving forward. I gaze at the plate number and my heart skips a beat, the car before us belongs to George. George Reynolds.I clench my fists, gritting my teeth. Then I quickly slip the envelope into the sleeve of my yellow cardigan.His driver opens the backseat door, and George steps ou