THE ALPHA'S WOLFLESS MATE

"Take the child and go! Promise me you will guard and protect her at all costs!"

I stared lovingly at my beautiful baby girl. I wished I could keep her with me and watch her grow. I wished I could teach her the pretty things I had always imagined I would teach my child, but I knew time was not on my side.

The battle was getting fierce, and if care was not taken, the enemies would discover the secret pathway I created for the women and children to escape from.

I entrusted my baby girl to an omega mother who recently gave birth. I was told she gave birth to a stillborn child and was still lactating. I felt sorry for her, but I knew she was the best person to take care of my child while avoiding suspicion.

I watched as she took my child and gazed at her affectionately, and at that point, I knew my child was safe with her. I bid a tearful farewell to my child and left behind a precious amulet, a family heirloom, which would serve as a symbol of our unbreakable bond.

"Let's go! I said to the guard assigned to keep my daughter and I safe.

"But Luna, you are supposed to leave with the rest of the women and children, the alpha will kill me if anything happens to you!"

I stilled my heart and decided to join the battle and fight alongside Jarren, my mate, and Alpha. He wanted me to escape with our child, but I knew I just couldn't do that. I was trained as a warrior at a tender age and was always ready to fight and defend my people.

The echoes of battle cries were heard; angry growls of wolves fighting, wolves howling in pain, and the stench of blood filled the air, but I had made up my mind, fuelled by an unyielding love for my child and an unshakeable strong will to protect those I held dear.

"If you truly want to help, then go with the women and children and keep my daughter safe"

"But Luna...... Do as I have said! Please" I begged silently as the safety of my child was very important to me.

He left and guided the women and children through the path while I went the opposite direction to pick up my specially crafted jade sword.

This sword was given to me when I won my first fight at the age of 16 and has been with me till now. I was known as a jaded wolf, and my pack was known as the snow jade pack.

Our pack derived its name "Snow Jade" because it was located on a snowy mountain that sheltered our people centuries ago from a brutal war and was ruled by jaded wolves.

Jaded wolves were special female werewolves blessed by the moon with strength and remarkable healing abilities. We were born to help the people with our healing blood, and this special ability has been passed down from one generation to another.

We had often been hunted down by other packs for our blood, which had the ability to heal whatever illness or spell, and as a result of that, we were trained to safeguard ourselves and hardly left the pack.

Female werewolves shift at the age of 16, but as jaded wolves, we shift into our peculiar white jade wolf at the age of 18. Our mates usually come from within the pack, but in rare cases, like that of my mom, her mate was from a different pack.

My father was willing to stay with my mom in her pack when he heard about the secret of the jaded wolves.

Together, they ruled the snow jade pack until I was old enough to take over. They both waited until I found my mate and then gracefully withdrew to my father's pack, where my mom was heavily guarded and protected, and spent their twilight years there.

This had been the timeless cycle for every jaded wolf: our mate would join us in safeguarding and nurturing the pack until our offspring reached maturity and found their own destined partner while we retired to a hidden, secluded mountain where other jaded wolves and their mates settled away from the prying eyes of the world.

At the age of 14, every jaded wolf would be sent to this secluded mountain to train and harness our power by the older jaded wolves until we got our wolves at 18.

I recognized Jarren as my mate when I turned 18, and since he was also from our pack, it was easier for us to rule the pack together. He became the alpha while I became the Luna, and together, we were formidable forces not to be reckoned with.

As news of my arrival on the battlefield spread, whispers of anticipation filled the air. Warriors from both sides turned their heads, their eyes widening in disbelief. Some of them were in their wolf form, while some who were wolf less fought in their human form.

Our enemy pack was quite a strange one. Amongst them were witches who fought with their evil spells and magic potions, and I wondered when witches formed alliances with werewolves. It was a shock to see them fighting alongside our rival pack, but I masked my worry as I continued walking into the battlefield.

I strode forward with determined strides, my sword shimmering in my hand, reflecting the determination etched on my face. The enemy forces were momentarily stunned, their arrogance replaced by awe.

They have never witnessed such bravery from a woman before, much less from a Luna, as it is quite rare to see a warrior Luna. My pack warriors were initially taken aback by my courage and audacity, but their hearts were quickly aflame with newfound determination.

I slew every enemy that came my way with grace and precision, and with every swing of my sword, I cleaved through the enemy ranks until I got to Jarren's side.

He had already shifted into Jax, his midnight wolf, and was fighting majestically. Jax was renowned for his strength, wisdom, and agility. His gaze was filled with confusion as to why I didn't escape with the women and children, yet it was also filled with pride.

"You shouldn't be here, my love" Jarren mind linked me.

"I am exactly where I should be, by your side, fighting alongside my alpha, our child is safe, I promise"

Jax nuzzled his nose around me, making sure I was safe and not hurt. His eyes carried a lot of promises to protect and guard me. I stood close to him as I transformed into Aurelia, my white jade wolf, and at that moment, the hope of our warriors was once again renewed as they fought fiercer than before.

Together, we became an unstoppable force; our movements seamlessly synchronized as we took the front lines, and our bravery and valor were unmatched.

Divided in battle, in the midst of the chaos, a sudden unexpected tragedy unfolded. A strange masked warrior surfaced out of nowhere, suddenly drew his sword and aimed directly at Jarren's heart with a deadly precision.

Everyone was surprised at the unexpected turn of event. Who was this masked warrior who had no scent on him? How was he able to get so close to Jarren to attack him with such precision?

Jax, Jarren's wolf, was one of the best trackers we had in the pack because of his keen sense of smell, but how was he fooled by this warrior with no scent? Based on the warrior's physique, you could tell he's a werewolf but how did he get so close to Jarren to strike such lethal blow?

Time seemed to stand still as I witnessed the unthinkable. My mate staggered, he appeared to know his attacker by the way he gazed at him with such deep disappointment before he fell. His eyes met mine from a distance, filled with sorrow and pain before he completely collapsed to the forest floor.

I rushed to his side to help and heal him, but before I could get close to him, the warrior poured a black magic substance at his body, making it corrode.

It was evident that they had come prepared and were obviously aware of the ancient secret of the jaded wolves They knew I had the healing abilities to save Jarren and resorted to using evil magic potions to completely destroy him.

Before any of our warriors could recover from the shock and get to this evil warrior, he disappeared in a thick black smoke without any trace. As I continued to run to Jarren's side, I could no longer think properly as I watched his body corrode quickly due to the effect of the potion.

My heart shattered into a million pieces when I got there. Despair washed over me, threatening to consume my spirit as I perceived the smell of his corroded body. Not even his bones were spared, as if he never existed.

The fire that once burned within me, driving me to fight, was gradually extinguished. I had lost the will to battle as I felt the pain of losing one's mate gnawing at my heart. It was a piercing ache that penetrated my heart, soul, and very essence.

My grief was a complex blend of sorrow, anger, and a profound sense of emptiness and abandonment. Our warriors also lost their will to fight as they felt the pain of losing their alpha, and gradually, they were killed off by the rival pack.

I shifted to my human form and stared blankly at the empty space where Jarren had previously laid until I felt a sword on my neck. I couldn't even fight anymore as Aurelia, my wolf, was howling painfully within me at the loss of her mate.

I felt the blade of the sword dangerously close to my neck, and then, like a switch in my head, I suddenly remembered my daughter.

I knew the snow jade pack still had hope, I had lost my will to fight but I knew that my beloved daughter would avenge the deaths of her parents. I knew deep down in my heart that she would survive and rule the pack that rightfully belonged to her lineage.

With my last breath, I proclaimed, "THE SNOW JADE PACK SHALL RISE AGAIN!" "THE TRUE DESCENDANT OF THE JADED WOLVES SHALL RISE AGAIN," and then I succumbed to the darkness.

Ray's POV

Restless, I anxiously paced back and forth in my office, beads of sweats cascading down my face.

"Nothing must go wrong today!" I repeated like a mantra.

The moment had arrived-I was about to meet the legendary Alpha Lucius, Alpha of the renowned Blackheart pack. Our packs were locked in a fierce land dispute, and against my wishes, Lucius demanded we settle it on my territory.

I didn't want him near my pack, reluctantly, I had no other option but to oblige, as he was infamous for his merciless and icy demeanor, always prepared to wage war against any pack he perceived as a threat to him and his people.

I am the Alpha of the Snow jade pack, a position I earned fifteen years ago. Our pack was attacked by another rival pack seventeen years ago, resulting in the loss of our most strong warriors, including the Alpha and Luna. I was one of the few warriors that survived the battle that destroyed our home. It took us, the remaining survivors, two long years to gather our scattered pack members who had fled during the war, and together we began the challenging task of rebuilding our pack.

With unwavering determination, I took on the mantle of leadership, becoming the beacon of hope of our people who looked up to me and made me their alpha. Some pack members rejected me as their Alpha, talking about the stupid ancient traditions of the snow jade pack but their skepticism failed to deter me.

Drawing supports from neighboring packs, I steadily rebuilt our pack home. Through my actions, I was able to convince more pack members about my utmost desire to guide and protect the pack and after much oppositions, I got the title as the Alpha of the snow jade pack.

As my thought swirled within me, a sudden knock jolted me from my daydream. Annoyed by the intrusion, I shouted

"Who is it?" I loathed being disturbed in my solitude.

"I brrrouuughttt your brreeeakfast, sir" a tiny voice answered shakily.

I watched as one of the servants entered, carrying a tray filled steaks, bacon, and a cup of black coffee just as I preferred. Glancing at the servant, I scoffed. Was it Bella or Betty? Their names escaped me, for they were insignificant in my mind. She bowed her head so low just the way I had instructed so she wouldn't incur my wrath.

I guess she wondered why I treated her and the other omegas with disdain. Weakness had no place in my pack, and the omegas were no exception. They were relegated to menial tasks in the pack, as their fragility and delicacy frustrated me. If it were not for the council of werewolf elders, who upheld the laws of our- kingdom, I would have banished them from my pack altogether.

"Drop it at the table, and make sure not to spill a single drop of my coffee with your wobbly hands or you will be punished!"

I watched as she tried to calm her nerves and serve me. She contemplated on leaving or waiting for me to finish my breakfast. In the past, I had punished servants for leaving before I was done eating, and for lingering too close to me while I was eating.

I enjoyed watching her state of confusion about what to do, nervously rumpling her apron with her sweaty fingers. The other omegas in the kitchen must have forced her to bring me food as none of them was ready to enter my office whenever I was in a bad mood. Her clothes were ripped and torn, her thin dress had long faded, the obscure color of her hair fell messily behind her back and her overworn shoes was laced with holes.

Yet, despite her worn appearance, she possessed striking blue eyes with a captivating curve, suitable for a thick young woman. She became a captivating distraction from my earlier anxieties, and I found myself lusting after her. Perhaps, when she comes of age, I might consider taking her as one of my mistresses. I disliked omegas but I will make an exception of her because of her beauty. She noticed my intense gaze upon her and grew even more restless.

Just as my mind was consumed with desire, my beta, Marcus barged into my office, and exchanged a curt greeting with me. He casted a look of disgust at the omega servant and proceeded to sit and discuss the land matters with me. Clearly, he noticed my desire for the servant and felt disappointed that I could harbor such lustful thoughts for a dirty weak omega. Frustrated by the interruption, I exploded in anger, bellowing at her

"Get the hell out of my sight, you stinky fool! Can't you see am busy?"

"I ammmm soooorrrrry, Alpha"

Startled by my outburst, she fled as if her little life depended on it, desperate to escape my wrath. Marcus and I resumed our preparations, undeterred by the incident.

At noon, a flurry of activity consumed the servants, each one bustling about to ensure flawless arrangements.

"I want our guest quarters to be spotless. Clean every room, polish every surface, and make sure there are fresh linens in each chamber"

"Any mishap in the preparation would result to severe punishment!"

They all dreaded my punishments and treaded carefully, their every move infused with a sense of urgency and perfection. Everyone was alert as we were expecting the arrival of a man whose very presence could spell dome for our pack if the forthcoming meeting didn't please him. I made sure everything was set, leaving no room for errors and then settled in my office to await the arrival of Alpha Lucius.

Rumors whispered through the trees, carried by the wind, foretelling the arrival of Alpha Lucius. Tales of his ruthless nature and insatiable hunger for power had already spread like wildfire, filling the heart of the pack with trepidation. He came with few warriors as their figures emerged from a distance.

He stood tall and imposing, his eyes ablaze with a predatory gleam. His very presence commanded attention, causing my pack members to bow cautiously, their bodies tensed like coiled springs. Strangely, it seemed they feared him more than they feared me- an unsettling realization that ignited a jealous fire within me.

"Welcome Alpha Lucius, it's a pleasure to have you and your pack members here" I greeted, with my voice carrying a tone of caution.

His appearance made me realized that I was older than him but despite my seniority, his alpha aura was far too domineering not to be respected. I led him and his warriors to my pack house and from his demeanor, I could tell he wasn't impressed with what he saw.

Once in my office, I began explaining the intricacies of the land dispute, as I wanted the matter settled as quick as possible. He uttered no word and I couldn't already tell that he was bored with everything I was saying. His beta took over the conversation until we reached an agreement that my pack would relinquish all rights to the land, conceding to the Blackheart pack. It was a bitter loss for me, but preferable to engaging in a destructive war.

Having already arranged for a lavish feast and captivating entertainers, I guided Alpha Lucius and his entourage to the grand hall, where I planned to host the celebration. This would serve as a gesture of gratitude and a joyous commemoration of the peace treaty signed. With the threat of war lifted, a sense of relief washed me and I got ready to relax and enjoy the show.

"Serve our guests and summon the girls" I bellowed excitedly.

In an instant, the servants flooded the room, carrying platters of food and trays of fine wine. Alongside them, the dancers sauntered in, clad in alluring attire that left little to the imagination. Their leather skirt barely covered their curves while their leather top only concealed their nipples, stopping just above their belly. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as the celebration unfolded. I was enjoying the whole celebration as my gaze wandered to Alpha Lucius, intrigued to gauge his response.

, not a single performance managed to elicit even the slightest reaction from him. I couldn't help but continue staring, waiting to see at least a response. Then a subtle shift in his demeanor caught my attention. He began to sniff the air, his eyes sweeping the hallway with curious intensity. I couldn't help but wonder: What was he searching for? Or, more precisely, who was he searching for?

Lucius POV

I stared disgustingly at Alpha ray and frowned at the way how he led his pack. He was the reason behind the shattered alliance that bound our packs together, yet he paraded himself as a protector, feigning concern for his people.

The Snow jade pack and Black heart pack had been loyal allies, using the disputed land as a crucial trade route to strengthen and develop the respective packs. However, after the demise of the former alpha of the snow jade pack and the untimely death of my father, Alpha Ray disregarded the agreement we had in the first place.

He selfishly exploited the land for personal gain, offering its routes to other neighboring packs and profiting from their transactions alone. As a result, the once -prominent trade route developed into a hub of illicit activities, fracturing the alliance between our packs. I couldn't help but wonder how Alpha Ray utilized the money he acquired all these years, for his own pack still appeared woefully underdeveloped.

His pack's defenses were absurdly weak, unable to adequately protect its people. He failed to even protect and develop his own land borders, his warriors appeared to lack training and the security within his pack was laughable.

Little wonder Alpha Ray was so eager to appease me and propose a peace treaty- to salvage what remained of our previous alliance, knowing the vulnerability of his own pack.

After the meeting was concluded, Alpha Ray led us to a hall where he prepared various form of entertainment. Although I wasn't particularly interested, I decided to indulge in these seemingly pointless diversions to pass time.

I watched my beta, Damien shamelessly reveled in the mesmerizing performance of the dancers. Damien and his irresistible attraction to women! They were his only secret weakness!

As the servants served us, a delightful fragrance of apples and wild honey suddenly hit my nose. Asher, my wolf stirred and chanted hazily" mate" at the back of my mind.

The tantalizing scent disappeared as quickly as it had arrived, leaving me searching and sniffing around, trying to trace its origin. When I could no longer detect or smell this alluring distinct scent, I attributed it to the influence of the wine I was drinking, believing it had deceived my wolf into thinking we had found our destined mate.

Late at night, I decided to explore the snow jade pack and look around. I ventured deep into the forest to have a quick run and also to clear my head of all deceitful tales Alpha Ray had been spewing to gain sympathy from me.

As I ventured further, a captivating aroma filled the air, captivating my senses. The alluring scent was familiar and my primal instincts stirred within me, compelling me to follow its intoxicating trail.

With unwavering resolve, I pursued the scent of apples and wild honey, the same scent I perceived from the hall hours ago. My curiosity swelled with every step and my wolf couldn't contain his excitement.

"Mate! Mate! She's here!" Asher, my wolf kept chanting and howling in my head.

"What! Mate? Where?" I eagerly questioned, a surge of excitement rushing through me as I yearned to meet my destined mate.

Throughout my life, I had longed to find my mate who would stand by my side as an equal, capable of sharing the responsibilities of leadership. However, consumed by the demands of my pack, I had neglected the quest for love, unable to make the time for such a pursuit.

I kept walking until a captivating sight stopped me in my tracks. There she stood...my mate! She had a gentle presence and a timid demeanor, as I stepped closer, she immediately sensed me and turned to look at me. Her eyes were filled with innocence and vulnerability and her face was an epitome of beauty.

Our eyes locked, she looked at me deeply and exclaimed innocently "Mate".

I held her hands gently and whispered "You are beautiful".

I questioned her name and the pack she belonged to as I was ready to quickly take her into my pack and make her my Luna.

she replied softly "my name is Bella and am from this pack, the Snow jade pack".

A sudden wave of reality crashed upon me. Disappointment overwhelmed my senses as I realized that she belonged to this weak and pathetic pack. Though I concealed my disappointment, deep down, I believed that a strong alpha like myself deserved a mate who possessed the strength to match my own.

Asher, sensing something amiss with our mate, growled and told me via mind link, "She has no wolf!" Curiosity urged me to ask Bella her age.

"How old are you, Bella?" I inquired.

"Oh! I just turned eighteen, I came to the forest to experience my first shift but something's not right as I can't feel my wolf" she replied with confusion.

I already knew that she was had no wolf. She just turned eighteen and hasn't received her wolf yet, even though we shift at the age of sixteen.

Female werewolves with late transition shift at most eighteen and that's it. It was uncommon for a werewolf to be born without a wolf in the werewolf kingdom and they were even considered less favorably than an omega.

I explained to her that she had no wolf and Bella broke into tears. I wanted to leave her behind, knowing that I could never have a Luna with no wolf. But the mate pull was too strong for me to resist.

I found myself embracing and comforting her, and she fit perfectly in my arms. I had been with many women before, but being with my true mate felt different. I blamed the mate pull for the effect Bella's soft body had on me.

As the mate pull tightened its grip, I found myself unable to resist its call. My hand explored her body, tearing off her old dress. I kissed her passionately and felt the warmth of her lips against mine.

She seemed so innocent and inexperienced, which only fueled my desire for her. I invaded her mouth, twirling against her tongue as I gently sucked them with passion. Her mouth tasted like nectar and I couldn't get enough. I was losing control of my mind as I cupped her left breast, massaging them intensely.

"Ah.... please..." Bella moaned.

Her moans were like music to my ears. Slowly, I licked her already aroused nipples while my hand continued to pleasure her other breast. I went further to thrust my middle finger into her tight hole.

"Ahhhh.... Please... easy.... I've never done this before" Bella shyly confessed.

I already knew she was a virgin but hearing her say it was like sweet melody to my ears. I made love to her under the full moon, taking her virginity away. She looked at me with adoration, as if I were her greatest treasure, I knew she had questions to ask me but I silenced them all with a long kiss, urging her to rest.

"Tomorrow, we will have the chance to know each other better" I told her.

She sighed contentedly and fell asleep with the warmest smile on my face. I knew I was being an asshole for taking her virginity immediately she turned eighteen but I just couldn't resist the temptation. She was so beautiful and innocent, yet, those qualities weren't enough to make her Luna of blackheart pack.

All night, I argued with Asher, my wolf, giving him so many reasons why I couldn't accept Bella, but he simply seemed disappointed and claimed that we could groom her to be a stronger. My ego and pride also prevented me from introducing a mate without a wolf as my Luna as that would make me a laughing stock in the entire werewolf kingdom.

I severed the link with Asher and proceeded to enjoy the warmth of my mate one last time before I reject her. I wondered how devastated she would be when I rejected her the next day.