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All Chapters of Spit On Me Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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One

Finally.Finally, the day I had dreamed about since I was little.I stood in front of the mirror and turned slowly. The silver-white dress flowed softly around my legs like water. The silk shimmered when I moved, catching the light with every step. My hair was braided with thin silver threads that glittered like stars. Everything felt light, almost unreal.Today… today I would be claimed by Aedric Veyr.My fated mate.My promised future.My best friend.The person I had waited for all my life.My chest felt full…. so full I thought my heart might burst. A smile wouldn’t leave my face.I placed my hand on my stomach and breathed.This is it, I told myself.This is your moment.Outside the Moon Hall, I could hear the soft hum of the pack… voices, laughter, footsteps, the rustle of clothes. The air smelled of pine and earth, clean and sweet. Lanterns glowed along the path, warm and golden, like stars guiding me forward.When I stepped into the hall, the marble floor felt cold beneath my f

Two

The corridor outside the Moon Hall was almost empty when I finally forced myself to leave. My shoes clicked softly against the marble floor; every step echoed like a reminder that I was walking alone now.The torches burned low along the walls, throwing long stripes of gold and shadow across the floor. I was halfway to the guest wing when a low voice came from the dark corner near the stairwell.“You shouldn’t cry over scum like him, bunny.”I stopped.The word bunny caught me first…soft, teasing, completely unfamiliar. I turned slowly.He leaned against the stone wall like he belonged there, one boot crossed over the other, the firelight catching on the edge of a black coat. I had never seen him before.He didn’t wear any crest or color that marked him as part of our pack.His face was half hidden by shadow, but what I could see made my breath catch. Sharp jaw, dark hair falling carelessly over his forehead, eyes the color of storm clouds…steady, unreadable, dangerous in a quiet way.

Three

SYLVARA POV I woke to the sound of birds. For a moment, I didn’t move. I just lay there, staring at the sunlight bleeding through the curtains. The air smelled faintly of ashes and the wildflowers someone must have placed in a jar by the window days ago. For half a heartbeat, I almost forgot everything that had happened. Then the memories came flooding back. The ceremony. The whispers. Aedric’s voice saying I cannot. The humiliation.. The pain. My chest ached as something sharp had lodged there. I pulled the blanket over my head and wished I could sink into the bed and disappear. But even under the covers, the world pressed in. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding. My mind wouldn’t stop replaying the way everyone had looked at me... the pity, the shame. The way he had walked away without a single backward glance. Another day, another humiliation. Another day to be a thing of gossip and ridicule. I sat up slowly. My throat burned. I hadn’t even realized I’d been crying again. I wi

Four

I told myself I wouldn’t go.All afternoon, I stayed in my room, sitting by the window and staring at the fading light. The sound of laughter, music, and celebration drifted up from the main hall. The whole pack was already gathering for the wedding.Every voice, every cheer felt like a knife turning in my chest.I kept whispering, I won’t go. I won’t give them the satisfaction.But as the sky turned gold, something inside me refused to stay still. I needed to see it with my own eyes. Needed proof that it was really over.So I got up. I dressed in a plain grey gown, nothing fancy. No ribbons, no flowers. I pulled my hair back and left my room quietly, walking down the long hallway toward the courtyard.The closer I got, the louder it became. Music. Cheers. The smell of roasted meat and wine. Everything felt like a cruel celebration of my failure.I reached the edge of the hall, stayed in the shadows. No one noticed me. All eyes were on Aedric who stood beside his new mate, the Frostmo

Five

The corridor was quiet, but my heart thundered everyone had gone to the great hall of the dance ceremony.I stormed down the marble steps, straight for Aedric caught up with him. I couldn’t stay in the hall any longer, pretending that his betrayal didn’t hurt. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, trembling with anger, with disbelief.“How could you?” I demanded, voice shaking but loud enough to echo off the walls. “How could you sell me off like I was nothing? Like I didn’t matter?”Aedric flinched, as if I had struck him, but he didn’t step back. He looked at me with that familiar calm, though today it only made my fury boil higher.“Sylvara… I had no choice,” he said quietly. His words were calm, careful, but they rang hollow. “You have to understand…”“Understand?!” I cut him off, my voice rising with every word. “That's your new word now, what is it that I don't understand… the fact that you gave me out like a piss of shit.. Like trash. I thought I mattered to you!@He swallo

Six

Sylvara PovVelkorin was nothing like my old pack.My old home smelled of wet soil, smoke, and too many memories. But Velkorin… Velkorin smelled like cold steel, pine trees, danger, and savagery. The place looked carved out of dark stone, sharp and tall, like the mountains around it. Wolves here walked faster, spoke less, and stared hard. Every step I took felt like stepping into another world.And I was here not as a guest… but as something bought.Sold out of my will.I kept replaying the moment Kaelen threw me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing. The way he didn’t listen, didn’t slow down, didn’t even look back as I yelled until my throat burned. I had kicked, punched, and hit him, but he didn’t move an inch.And now here I was… in his kingdom.His pack.Velkorin.My heart beat too fast as I stepped into the main hall. Wolves stood on either side, tall and strong, watching me with unreadable faces. Some looked curious. Some looked annoyed. Some looked like they wanted to know

Seven

Sylvara PovThe bath was hot and soothing, but it did nothing to calm the storm inside me.My hands shook as I rubbed the soap across my skin. I kept thinking about him… … the way he had carried me like I weighed nothing, the calm in his eyes, the control he had over me.I hated him. I told myself I did. And yet, every time I remembered his face, I felt a pull in my chest I couldn’t explain.I shook my head and focused on surviving … getting ready for the introduction to his pack.Talia had already brought the dress. I saw it draped across the chair, black silk with silver embroidery. And the moment I looked at it, I felt my stomach drop.It was revealing.Very revealing.The top hugged my chest, pushing my breasts forward in a way I didn’t feel comfortable with. The skirt had a slit that ran almost to my upper thigh.I swallowed hard. My cheeks burned.I looked seductive.“Are you serious?” I muttered to the empty room. “This… this is how he wants me to dress?”But there was no argui

Eight

Sylvara PovFinally, all eyes turned to me.I couldn’t breathe. My chest tightened. I looked at Kaelen, fury, and horror and disbelief raging through me.“I… I will not be part of this,” I spat. “I will not…”Kaelen’s dark eyes caught mine. He stepped down from the stairs, the air around him shifting. Every wolf in the hall could feel it…the power he exuded, the control he had over everyone. And over me.“Bunny,” he said quietly, and somehow it was louder than anything anyone else had said. “You know you have no choice.”I shook my head, anger boiling. “You can't just make the me..”“Listen!” Kaelen called sharply. “You will all treat her with respect. She is mine. She will follow the rules of the harem, as do the others.”The pack’s reactions differ… some muttered, some stared, some nodded. But Kaelen’s voice brooked no argument.I felt fury like fire in my veins. How dare he…?How dare he take me and sexually parade me like this?Kaelen stepped closer. I tried to step back, but my h

Nine

Heat ran through my neck and my chest. My tongue felt thick. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t even think.“I…” I managed, my voice breaking. “…I…”He chuckled, a low, teasing sound. “Lost your voice, Bunny?” he said, stepping closer. I could feel the warmth of his breath, the scent of him… pine, steel, and something I couldn’t name… brushing against my cheek.I clenched my fists, fighting to breathe, to stay composed. And then he walked past me, leaning against the wall across from me, his dark eyes locked on mine.“What have you come to complain about again, Bunny?” he asked, tilting his head, smirk curling on his lips.My thigh clenched involuntarily.My stomach twisted. I hated him. I hated him for the way my body betrayed me. For the way heat burned through me even as I wanted to kick his ass.“I’m not going to be part of your harem,” I said, voice firmer than I felt.He raised an eyebrow, smirk widening. “Oh? And why not?”I swallowed hard, trying to keep my pulse under cont

Ten

Sunlight crept through the curtains, spilling gold across the soft furs of my bed.My head throbbed from the long night… the party, the noise, the shouts, the humiliation. My body ached in places I didn’t even know could ache. And, of course, the memory of Kaelen, smirking, teasing, standing so close, lingered like a shadow I couldn’t shake.I tried to ignore it. I told myself I hated him. I really did.The knock came just as I stretched and tried to convince myself I could get another hour of rest.“Ma’am?” A soft voice called.I blinked and saw Talia standing at the door, holding a small bundle of black fabric. Her warm eyes met mine.“The Alpha wants you,” she said gently. “Dressed. At the training ground. Immediately.”I groaned and flopped back onto the bed.“Immediately?” I muttered, voice rough. “Can’t he… wait five minutes?”Talia shook her head, smiling faintly. “Nope. You know Kaelen. He’s not patient.”I sat up, rubbing my eyes. “I’m not ready,” I mumbled.“You’ll never be

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