Alpha Rebellion

Chapter : Fake Runes

Chapter : Fake Runes

The scream that tore from Zara's throat when the Matebond sealed was so shrill that the guards instinctively

clamped their hands over their ears.

"No, no, no..." Zara stumbled back, tears streaming down her face. This can’t be. This can’t be happening!

But her cries were drowned out by the sounds of the newly bonded couple, lost in the throes of primal pleasure.

Alaric groaned, a guttural sound of bliss, as he released inside her, his body trembling from the overwhelming

rush. Violet gasped, her nails digging into his skin as her own climax shattered through her, sealing them

together completely.

When it was over, Violet and Alaric stayed joined, breathing raggedly, their bodies shaking from the raw force of

what had just occurred. Then, slowly, Violet moved,

climbing down from Alaric’s body and he let her go.

The Violet of the past—the fragile, naive human girl—would have been drowning in shat being caught in

such a compromising situation. She would have

scrambled to cover herself, to hide from their stares.

But that Violet no longer existed.

Werewolves had no qualms about nudity. They embraced it, unashamed, and now Violet stood boldly before

them all, utterly naked. Even as Alaric’s seed slid down her thighs, she didn’t flinch. Her chin was lifted high, her

gaze defiant, and she faced the gathered members of the North Pack without a single shred of fear.

Yet it wasn’t her nakedness that held them spellbound.

Their gazes moved as one, not daring to meet her eyes. They began at the red mating rune etched at her throat.

Then they trailed lower, to the older green rune etched into the left side of her belly, and finally, to the newest

mark, still fresh and raw, pulsing with the magic of a newly sealed bond on the right side of her abdomen.

The rune was in Alaric’s signature color, blue, and had a long vertical main line with two smaller diagonal strokes

branching out at the top left, forming a shape similar to an angular "R".

Alaric shifted at that moment, and they saw his own purple rune, which had a diamond shape intersected by a

vertical line. At the top, a small branch extended diagonally to the right, almost flag shaped.

But before anyone could marvel, Alaric growled. His lips peeled back to reveal long, razor-sharp teeth, his eyes

raw with fury, while his stance was rigid and aggressive.

Mates were naturally possessive, and though none of them dared outrightly challenge him for his mate, there

was only one female in that room —the shocked Zara.

Everyone else was male. That much testosterone in the air was a provocation, and Alaric’s primal instincts saw it

as a threat.

His wolf didn’t just claim Violet with a guttural, "Mine!", he sent the command surging through the newly forged

pack link, a raw wave of dominance that crashed over the room.

Every knee hit the ground at once, bowing in submission not just to Alaric’s power but to the sacred bond they

had just witnessed.

"She's goddess-touched!" one of them shouted from the back.

"Goddess-blessed!" another echoed.

"The goddess has visited the North Pack!"

Various praises rang out, echoing across the warehouse.

The North Pack might not be as deeply religious as the East, but they were still werewolves who respected

tradition. And right now, the sight of three mating runes blazing across Violet's body struck them with

overwhelming awe.

But one person was not awed.

Zara's face twisted with pure horror, unable to process what she was seeing.

"No," she whispered, shaking her head in disbelief. Then louder, "No!" Her voice broke into a scream. "I will not

accept this!" There was no way in hell she would accept Violet as a daughter-in-law.

"She's a witch!" Zara snarled, pointing a finger at Violet. "She's a fucking witch! Those runes are fake! She's

fooling you all!"

From the wild look in Zara's eyes, it was clear she had completely lost her grip on reality.

Everyone else thought so too. There was no way to fake a matebond. To suggest a fake matebond was

blasphemy, a direct insult to the goddess herself.

Zara seemed to realize this as her gaze swept over each person, seeing only disbelief and silent condemnation

staring back at her.

The realization hit her like a physical blow.

"You traitors," she hissed, lips curling into a vicious snarl.

Then her expression hardened into cold resolve. "Fine. I'll handle this myself."

She took a threatening step forward, but Alaric immediately yanked Violet behind him, his lips curving back into

a warning snarl that promised blood.

Zara barely made it three strides before her entire body went rigid. She convulsed violently and collapsed to the

ground.

Every gaze swung to Ace.

He stood over their fallen Luna, clutching a baton that hummed with crackling electricity.

The warehouse fell into utter silence. No one moved, nor spoke.

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For a tense second, he thought no one would obey. Then a guard stepped forward, scooped Zara over his

shoulder, and carried her out.

Ace let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. For once, he actually felt proud of himself.

His gaze drifted to Alaric and Violet—but he quickly looked away, not wanting to provoke his brother's matebond-

fueled rage.

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Just when the place seemed to calm, a thunderous roar shattered the peace.

A massive, seven-foot form of Griffin barreled into the warehouse, and guards scattered like frightened rabbits at

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The Beast’s brown eyes locked on her. He sniffed the air, his massive body tense.

Then, shockingly, the deadly snarl melted into a wide, almost puppy-like grin of delight.

In the next breath, his monstrous form shrank and shifted, revealing Griffin himself, grinning like a madman.

"Welcto the circle of the bond, Alaric Storm."