Fangs of Destiny: The Alpha's Second Chance Mate.
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Introduction
"Keep me alive? You’re dragging me straight to hell! My exams, my life, even the right to drink a damn coffee in peace，you’ve wrecked it all!"
1820, under a blood moon. Alpha King Aldrich watched his pregnant mate die, his kingdom burn. Rescued from the executioner’s block by rogue wolves, he dug his nails into the dirt and swore: every debt would be paid in blood.
The Great Red Moon Prophecy had promised him an heir，the strongest Alpha to ever walk. He’d believed it. Gambled everything. And lost.
Centuries later, in a London café, final-year nursing student Aiden chugs coffee over his finals notes. One step from his white coat, until a man named Aldrich walks in and drops a secret that makes his hands shake.
"You’re half-werewolf." The man’s voice is ice. "And you’re the one from the prophecy. The ‘strongest’."
Normalcy shatters like his coffee mug. Aiden only knows this: since the man arrived, the weirdness haven’t stopped—wolf howls outside his dorm, emotions spiking out of control, strange eyes watching him from the shadows.
He hates Aldrich. Hates the chaos, hates the weight in his eyes, hates the flicker of something unfamiliar in his own chest.
But when the first threat，claw marks, bloodstained，appears on his dorm door, when he finds his mother’s "accidental death" wasn’t an accident, Aiden has to face it.
Some fates won’t stay buried.
Shadows from 1820. Fangs hidden in modern streets. All of them are hunting the "strongest",hunting "him".
Aldrich says he won’t lose again. But as Aiden stares at the centuries-old king’s back, shielding him from the dark, he can’t help wondering—
What did he lose, all those years ago?
And why… "him"?
Chapter 1
Chapter one: Blood Moon Of War.
England, 1840.
The moon bleeds into the night , visibly red. The blood moon was out. There was an ambush on this , blood spilled on the very white snow.
“Fall back, everyone now. Protect the walls of the kingdom”, King Aldrich barked orders commanding his warriors. He kept yelling orders as the whole kingdom was crushed under chaos.
Aldrich transforms to his beast form as gets surrounded by three wolves. He was outnumbered but managed to kill them off sustaining just a bite by his side of his ribs.
Wolves fangs and teeth snapped at each other, ripping each other into pieces. His warriors were greatly outnumbered.
This attack wouldn't have been possible if someone had betrayed him from inside his courts. He had everything under control, where did it all go wrong?.
His kingdom was under attack by a rival cruel wolf kingdom.
Aldrich ran towards his castle. The fire was beginning to engulf the walls. Even half of the village was disappearing to ashes.
“Liora”, he thought to himself.
His pregnant wife was in the castle.
“I cannot lose you or my child, Liora”
He ran in his beast form towards their room but she wasn't there.
The room was disoriented, like she was forcefully taken away from here.
He changed to his human form, yelling her name desperately.
“Liora!,Liora!”
“Aldrich, help me!”, he heard her scream. He followed the sound where it was coming from.
“Over here, your majesty or should I say Aldrich now?”
It was Regnok, his second in command, best friend and a Beta. He had a knife over Liora’s throat.
“You better let her go this minute, I command you now”
“Aldrich, you just don't get it?. You are not king anymore. You were betrayed by some of the chiefs in your courts. Do you think we're going to open our eyes and let you have the most powerful Alpha”
“You were so focused on your prophecy heir you had on the way, you didn't know what was going on under your nose”, he laughed maliciously.
“Why are you doing this, Regnok. My husband trusted you. Please, this isn't you. ”, Liora cried.
“How about you shut up, Liora. You knew I wanted you first but rejected me”
“All of you are going to pay, how dare you do this to me? Where's your dignity? I made you my second in command, what else do you want from me”
“Being Second is being the first to lose. I have always lost to you, Aldrich. It doesn't matter anymore, the prophecy of having the most powerful heir would never be fulfilled”
Regnok drives the knife deep into Liora’s stomach twice, tossing her off the castle tower immediately as she falls to her demise.
“NO!!”, Aldrich yelled as he launched to go after her.
He got hit by something hard, sending him the opposite direction.
Regnok was already in his beast form. Biting him by the ribs and hind legs so he couldn't move.
“Nahhh, not so fast. She's dead now”
“Seize him but keep him alive. The new king decides what to do with him”
“Burn everything to the ground, everyone I say. Anything valuable you can keep for yourself including the women”,Regnok commands the warriors.
The kingdom and everything Aldrich ever had crumbled, disappearing into ashes before his eyes.
Thrown into a cage as he drifts in and out of consciousness. He cannot die, he had to take revenge on everyone that conspired to take part in the coup that cost him his precious wife and mate with their unborn child.
He failed her, and his kingdom. He lost everything, how can the moon goddess forsake him this way.
The cart rocked gently, taking the cage that Aldrich was held captive away.
“Ah”, he heard a scream from a guard.
Then a sharp snark and howling for somewhere in the dark. But this one wasn't from the guards but from someone else.
“Merrick, he's here.”, a feminine voice but sharp and commanding.
She breaks open the lock of the cage in a blink of an eye.
Aldrick tried lifting his head but the heavy chains on his neck made it difficult.
“Your Majesty, we came to rescue you. Please, stay with us”, he heard that voice again.
The chain broke under claws.
“Grants, make sure you get him to safety. We will cover you.”
“Alright, Fiona”
“Let's deal with these guards now”, said Merrick.
Fiona drew her sword while Merrick transformed to his beast form.
Grants lifts Aldrich up and he runs with great speed into the dark.
No matter how many centuries it was going to take. Aldrich swore under the moon to have his revenge and prayed to the moon goddess to give him a second chance, a second mate to fulfill the prophecy. .
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