The True Alpha of Lupine (Seraphina and Ronan) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 Princess

After my mother died, my father replaced the toy sword in my hand with a dollhouse.

My friends were swapped for the daughters of Alphas, my place in the training yard taken from me and replaced with the suffocating “Play Room,” where I was molded into the image of a perfect Luna.

Act according to your mate’s wishes.

Follow his orders without question.

Speak only when spoken to.

Fulfill your duties as a wife in bed, as a Luna to the pack, and–above all–produce a son.

An heir.

And then one day, I asked my father, Why a son for an heir? Why not a daughter?

His reply was as cold as winter steel. “Women are weak.”

Those words tore something inside me wide open. And from that wound was born the Seraphina my father hated to have brought into this world.

And right now, as I listened to this arrogant Alpha spit the same poison, that buried monster inside me stretched and bared its teeth.

“There are no rules,” Alpha Jude announced, stepping back. “You go home when the other stand.”

“I accept!” Reed’s smirk was pure malice.

“I accept,” I said slowly.

Excitement and jeers rippled through the clearing, the Alphas chanting Reed’s name.

“Today this tiny one will crawl home,” someone shouted. Laughter followed.

“More like in broken limbs,” another called.

“Or maybe half–dead,” Cassius chuckled.

Jude stepped aside with Grace, leaving Reed and me alone in the center.

“I’ll have my wolf feast on your flesh tonight.” Reed tore his shirt away, flexing muscle and bone as the cheers swelled.

Phina smiled inside me. Perfect.

“I’ll make sure to train the pup well after,” I said.

“You!!” His lips curled, fury igniting in his eyes as my meaning sank in.

It clicked for the others too.

“Tiny’s not going to shift?” someone whispered.

“He’s insane,” another muttered, though curiosity tinged his voice.

Cassius chuckled darkly “He just booked himself a one–way trip to hell.”

“I’ll rip that smart mouth off your face, motherfucker!” Reed snarled as his bones began to snap and twist.

Chapter 137 Princess

Fur as black as midnight rippled across his skin, swelling into a massive wolf. His teeth were the length of my fingers, bared and dripping.

The growl that came from him vibrated through the earth as he charged.

“Why he is not moving away?” an Alpha curiously said.

Asher rose from his seat, jaw tight.

“Did he get scared to move?” someone laughed.

“He’s dying today,” another sneered.

Finn’s fists clenched, his eyes locked on me. Reed was less than ten meters away, jaws yawning open for my throat.

At the last instant–I moved.

Not back. Not away. Into him.

My palm slammed up beneath his jaw, fingers spearing through the thick fur to the nerve cluster hidden beneath. I twisted hard, my other hand jabbing ruthlessly into the side of his neck.

Reed froze, then a high, pained howl ripped from his throat. His massive body stumbled sideways, claws scrabbling at the dirt.

“Fuck, that tiny-” another choked.

Reed stumbled forward, back legs buckling, but before he could even process it, I was on him again.

“Where are you going?” I pivoted, grabbed his foreleg at the joint. He stared at me in horror and started struggling, “I said you are dying together day,” I smiled and with precise torque and a ruthless snap, broke it clean.

He howled high and desperate, his body practically rolling on the ground in pain and fear.

someone gasped, “He’s dismantling him…” but I didn’t bother to hear the rest.

Seeing me approaching, Reed tried to back away, panic flashing in those feral eyes, but I pressed forward, striking blow after blow into every exposed nerve cluster, every weak point, until his massive wolf form shimmered.

He collapsed into his human body, bare and bloodied in the dirt.

“Fuck,” an Alpha cursed breaking into the cold sweat while others were too shocked to speak.

But I wasn’t done. I grabbed Reed’s hair and dragged me, “Who said you can crawl back? I am still waiting to be killed,”

My fists drove into his ribs, his jaw, the bridge of his nose. The wet crunch of cartilage breaking was drowned out only by the thud of flesh on flesh.

He tried to cover his face, but his arms trembled too badly to hold.

By the time his head lolled to the side, eyes glassy, chest barely rising, his face was a swollen, red mess- blood dripping down his chin, pooling beneath him.

A dread spread into the clearing. “He is going to kill Reed,”

An Alpha held his breath, “He is not moving. Could he be dead?”

1 raised my fist towards his throat, ready to finish him completely when suddenly I felt a hand over mine.

“Stop,” Ronan whispered.

I gasped as his wolf suddenly made contact with Phina. The anger inside me immediately calmed as if someone poured water on the fire./

“You don’t want to kill him, Seraphina,” he whispered into my ears. I slowly looked at him only to find him smiling, “you have won, princess”

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