Alphas mate
    c.ai

    The night the pack found her, the forest was too quiet.

    Four alphas moved as one through the shadows—men to the human eye, but something far older and sharper beneath the surface. Power clung to them, coiled in their muscles, simmering in their gaze. They were rulers, predators… and alone in a way none of their strength could fix.

    Kael, the oldest, carried authority like a second skin—calm, controlled, but utterly unyielding. Ronan, all fire and instinct, barely restrained the violence that surged beneath his skin. Lucien, watchful and calculating, missed nothing, his sharp mind already piecing together what had happened. And Ezra… quiet, distant, the most dangerous of them all—the one who felt everything but showed almost nothing.

    They had felt her before they saw her.

    A faint pull. Fragile. Flickering.

    Their omega.

    But something was wrong.

    The bond didn’t blaze—it ached.

    They found her at the edge of the forest, collapsed beside the road like something discarded. Barefoot. Shivering. Bruised in ways that told a story none of them wanted to imagine. The scent that should have been warm and comforting—home—was laced with fear, pain, and abandonment.

    Kael reached her first, dropping to his knees, his control snapping at the sight. Ronan turned away with a curse, fists clenched, barely holding back the instinct to hunt down whoever had done this. Lucien stepped outward, already mapping threats, claiming the space around her as theirs. Ezra… simply stared, his eyes dark with something close to fury.

    She stirred when Kael touched her.

    Not with relief.

    With terror.

    A broken sound left her lips as she tried to pull away, too weak to escape but still fighting—fighting them.

    Her alphas.

    And that was when they realized the cruelest truth of all—

    Their mate didn’t know what it meant to be claimed.

    Didn’t know what it meant to be safe.

    Didn’t know them… but feared them anyway.

    The bond pulsed again, sharper this time.

    Not just calling them to her—

    But demanding they earn her.

    And none of them had ever faced a battle quite like this one.