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Trapped Between Two Alphas
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Evelise thought her life was over when her boyfriend betrayed her, drained her savings, and pushed her off a bridge. But death wasn’t the end—it was the beginning. Reborn as something otherworldly, Evelise wakes up hunted by humans who call her a monster and struggling to control the dangerous powers raging inside her. Rescued by Alpha Orion, a commanding yet enigmatic wolf, she finds sanctuary in his pack—and discovers he’s her fated mate. When Evelise crosses paths with Alpha Damian, the leader of a rival pack and looks exctly like her ex-boyfriend, she realizes her nightmare is far from over. Damian isn’t just after her for revenge—he wants her blood, and he’s willing to tear apart anything in his way to make it happen. With her past haunting her and her powers spiraling out of control, Evelise must decide who to trust before Damian’s deadly obsession destroys her for good. But what if the true monster isn’t Damian—or even herself? What if her rebirth was never an accident?
Chapters (5)
第1章
I had never felt more betrayed in my life.
It was supposed to be a day for us—me and him—making plans for the future. But instead, I stood on the bridge, phone in hand, staring at the damning screenshot that I could never unsee.
My bank balance read zero.
“Is this some kind of joke?” I asked, voice trembling with disbelief.
He looked at me like I was the one in the wrong, his eyes cold, not a hint of guilt.
“I don’t know why you’re making such a big deal out of it,” he sneered. “It’s just money. You’ll get more.”
I could feel my heart shatter. That money wasn’t just any money—it was the tuition I had worked for, the future I had dreamed about.
“You used my savings? For clothes? For shoes? For yourself?” I couldn’t keep the anger from spilling out. “How could you do this to me?”
He scoffed, stepping closer, his smirk widening. “It’s not like you were going to use it for anything important. You were always too focused on your little dream.”
I slapped him across the face, my skin burning with the force of it. His cheek turned red as he stumbled back, his eyes now full of anger.
“You crazy bitch!” he shouted, his voice rising. “I’ve had enough of this! I’m done with you.”
Before I could even process the words, before I could even try to defend myself, he shoved me. Hard.
My feet lost their footing on the bridge, and I flailed as I fell, the world tilting around me.
I barely had time to scream before the truck hit.
The screeching tires echoed in my ears as the world turned black.
***
“No!”
I woke up to the sound of leaves rustling and birds chirping.
The pain was gone, replaced by an eerie calm. My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself lying on soft moss in the middle of a dense forest. The air smelled different—fresher, richer.
“What the…” I sat up, my head spinning. “Where am I?”
I glanced down at my hands, noticing the small cuts and bruises from before were gone. In fact, my skin looked… different. Smoother. Stronger.
I stumbled to my feet, my senses overwhelmed. Every sound was sharper, every scent more vivid. The earthy aroma of the forest, the distant trickle of a stream, even the faint rustle of a rabbit in the bushes—I could sense it all.
But something was off. I felt a strange, gnawing hunger deep inside me, a pull that was beyond mere physical cravings. It gnawed at my insides, demanding something I couldn’t understand.
Then, like a cruel twist, I saw the blood on my hands and clothes—streaks of crimson staining my skin.
I wasn’t sure where it had come from, but I knew it wasn’t mine.
I ran.
I ran like I was being hunted, like something was closing in on me. I darted through the trees, my heart racing, not knowing if it was the blood, the hunger, or the fear of the unknown driving me.
But as I sprinted through the forest, I heard voices.
Shouts.
Humans.
They were chasing me. Branding me a monster.
“Get that freak!” one man yelled. “We need to kill her!”
“She killed someone! She eat people!” another screamed, his voice filled with venom.
I stumbled, a sob breaking loose from my throat.
“No, no, I didn’t! I didn’t!” I screamed, but no one was listening.
“They don’t belong here! She’s a freak!” someone shouted from behind. “She’s not human! She’s a monster from hell!”
They were shooting at me now. The sound of gunfire rang in my ears, and I ducked, my body moving instinctively. One of the bullets grazed my arm, but I didn’t have time to stop.
The pain flared in my side, but I pushed through it, running faster, trying to escape their hatred.
“I’ll kill her if I have to!” someone shouted, and I heard the click of a gun being cocked.
I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t let them catch me.
Another shot rang out.
This time, it hit me in the leg.
Pain exploded in my body, and I stumbled. The world spun, my vision blurring. I was losing control, falling forward, my body weak.
But I couldn’t let them win. I couldn’t let them catch me.
The ground beneath me gave way, and I tumbled down a hill. My body crashed through the branches, and I fell into the river.
The cold water hit me like a slap. It burned, it numbed, but I didn’t stop moving. I couldn’t.
The current dragged me under, pulling me farther away from the hate and fear that followed me. I gasped for air, struggling against the water, but I was too weak to fight.
And then… nothing.
I don’t know how long I was unconscious. When I finally opened my eyes, I was lying on the rocky shore, a harsh light blinding me.
The river had dumped me here, its currents as unforgiving as the world I’d just escaped.
But then, I saw them.
A pack of wolves. Massive creatures, their fur glinting in the sunlight, their eyes glowing with a power that seemed to pulse from deep within them.
And at the center of it all stood him. The Alpha.
His eyes were golden, intense, and sharp as he watched me, his presence commanding the wolves around him.
“What do we have here?” his voice was low, rough, as he stepped toward me.
I didn’t move. Didn’t speak.
“You’re trespassing,” the man said, his voice sharp with authority. “And you reek of something… unnatural.”
“I don’t know how I got here,” I whispered, shaking my head.
“Alpha Orion,” one of the wolves growled, his tone disbelieving, “she’s not human.”
The words hit me like a blow. Not human.
第2章
I tried to stand, but my body felt alien and broken.
Two wolves stepped forward, their strength unyielding as they forced me to my knees.
“Who are you?” Orion demanded, his tone icy.
“I’m… Evelise,” I croaked, barely able to hold my head up.
He crouched, his gaze sharp and unforgiving. “You shouldn’t be here. Whatever you are, you’re not welcome.”
Before I could respond, he gave a calm yet final order. “Take her. If she’s a threat, we’ll handle it.”
“No!” I screamed, struggling against their iron grip. “You don’t understand—”
But they dragged me away. Orion’s unreadable gaze lingered for a moment before he turned his back.
I was shoved into a damp cell, the scent of rust and decay thick in the air. My knees hit the cold stone, and I curled into myself, trembling. My body felt wrong—too strong, too foreign.
The hunger started as a gnawing ache, deep and primal. It wasn’t normal. It wasn’t human.
Footsteps echoed down the corridor. Torchlight flickered against the walls, revealing Orion’s imposing figure.
“Comfortable?” he asked, his voice edged with steel.
“Five-star accommodations,” I muttered, my humor flat and bitter.
“The pack doesn’t trust you,” he said. “Your scent is wrong.”
“I don’t even know what I am,” I admitted, my voice shaking. “One minute I was dying, and the next… this.”
Orion’s gaze softened briefly, but his expression quickly hardened. “There’s something in you—something that doesn’t belong anywhere.”
Suddenly, pain surged through me, ripping a scream from my throat. My skin stretched and tore, my bones cracked, and my body contorted as dark scales erupted along my arms. Sharp claws replaced my nails, and my jaw ached as fangs pushed through my gums.
When the pain subsided, I crouched on all fours, panting. My reflection in the damp stone was barely recognizable—a hybrid of wolf and serpent!
Oh god.
“You shifted,” Orion said, his tone grim.
“No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “This can’t be real.”
When the hunger roared again, I lunged. Orion moved faster than I could track, slamming me into the wall with one hand around my throat.
“Control yourself,” he commanded.
I froze, my claws inches from his face. The realization that he could kill me with ease doused the rage clawing at my insides. Slowly, my claws retracted, and my breathing steadied.
Orion released me and stepped back. “Hybrids like you rarely survive their first transformation. If they do, they’re dangerous—to everyone.”
I sank to the floor, trembling. “What happens now?”
“If you lose control again,” he said, his tone final, “I’ll end you.”
He left, slamming the iron door behind him.
I stayed on the cold stone floor, staring at the cracks in the ceiling. Time blurred until the sound of footsteps shattered the silence. Three wolves stood outside the bars, their gazes hostile.
“She’s a curse,” one sneered. “Doesn’t belong anywhere.”
“Alpha should’ve killed her,” another muttered.
Their words stung, but I stayed silent, curling my claws into my palms.
Suddenly, a shout echoed from above. “Help! It’s the crimson rogues!”
The scent of blood and fear hit me like a punch. Before I could react, the iron door burst open, and a bleeding wolf stumbled inside.
Something massive slammed into him, snarling.
The hunger I’d been suppressing erupted. My chains snapped as I lunged, slamming into the rogue and tearing into its throat with claws and fangs. Blood sprayed as it crumpled beneath me, lifeless.
More rogues flooded in, their red fur a blur. My bones cracked, and my vision sharpened as my body shifted further. Scales and fur melded together, and my claws grew razor-sharp.
I didn’t think—I attacked.
The next rogue lunged, and I ripped through its chest. Another fell as my fangs closed around its neck. Blood coated the floor as I tore through them with savage precision.
When the chaos settled, four rogues lay dead at my feet. My chest heaved, and the hunger still clawed at me, insatiable.
A sharp growl snapped my focus. Orion stood at the entrance, his golden eyes blazing.
“Evelise, Enough!”
第3章
The rogues finally retreated, leaving the forest silent once more. I stood there, panting, my body trembling. My hands were slick with blood—not theirs, not mine—just... blood. Crimson streaks stained my clothes, my skin, my very existence. My stomach churned, the hunger that had gnawed at me moments ago now gone. But it wasn’t relief I felt. It was dread.
I caught a glimpse of myself in a broken shard of glass stuck in the ground. My reflection stared back, wild and unrecognizable. My eyes glowed faintly, the color unnatural. My lips were smeared with blood. Is that really me?
My chest heaved as the realization sank in. This is why they called me a monster. This is why they were chasing me. Because... they were right. I was a monster.
I stumbled back, tears spilling down my cheeks. "No," I whispered, my voice trembling. "No, no, no..." I dropped to my knees, clutching my head, the memories of what I’d just done flashing like a horror film. What’s the point of being reborn if I’ve come back as this?
Before I could spiral further, a strong hand gripped mine. Startled, I looked up to see Orion, his piercing gaze steady but... not angry. Not disgusted.
“I’m not going to kill you,” he said firmly, as though reading my thoughts. “You’re coming with me.”
“What?” My voice cracked.
“You’re joining my pack,” he said, pulling me to my feet. “You’re dangerous, yes. But with training, with control, you could be more powerful than anyone. You could use it for good. But you need help.”
I swallowed hard, still shaking. “Why would you help someone like me?”
He met my gaze, his expression softening just slightly. “Because I’ve seen what happens to hybrids who don’t learn control. You don’t want that. Trust me.”
He told me about a rare herb, one that grew high in the mountains, said to suppress the overwhelming urges and powers of hybrids. If I wanted a chance to live without being consumed by this... thing I’d become, I needed that herb. And I needed to learn.
The next day, we set off—Orion, two of his warriors, and me. I stuck close to him, too afraid to stray, too afraid of myself. The journey was long and grueling, the mountain terrain unforgiving. But the physical toll was nothing compared to the memories that haunted me.
As we began our journey, I couldn’t help but think back to my life before everything changed. Working three part-time jobs just to save up for college, the dreams of a better future... and then being betrayed by the one person I thought I could trust. My ex-boyfriend. I shuddered at the thought of him, the way he’d used me, spent my savings, and then killed me in cold blood.
The image of the truck’s blinding headlights seared through my mind. The impact. The pain.
I stumbled on the trail, and Orion caught my arm, steadying me. "You okay?" he asked, his tone softer now.
I nodded quickly, brushing away a tear.
But fate wasn’t done playing games with me yet.
When we reached a clearing near the mountain base, another pack was waiting. Their Alpha stepped forward to greet Orion, but my heart stopped.
It was him.
No, not him, I realized. But he looked exactly like my ex-boyfriend. The same smirk, the same sharp jawline.
"Damian," Orion said, addressing the man. "Alpha of the Ashfang Pack."
I couldn’t breathe. My fists clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms. Could this be another cruel twist of fate?
Damian’s piercing eyes landed on me, and his smirk deepened. "Who’s this?" he asked, his voice eerily familiar.
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Because all I could see was the face of the man who had betrayed me, pushed me, and left me to die.
第4章
I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest as I stared at Damian. He was like a ghost, or maybe a nightmare. His presence made my skin crawl, and yet... I couldn’t tear my eyes away. His face, his voice, it was like looking at my past, the one that I had left behind when I was... well, when I was me. The person I used to be, before everything went to hell.
Orion stepped in front of me, blocking my view, his body tense. “He’s ruthless,” Orion muttered under his breath, his voice low but carrying. “Ambitious, and his pack is known for their cruelty.”
I wanted to ask what the hell he meant, but all I could do was glare at the man who looked so much like my ex. Damian, the man who had used me, who had drained me dry, and left me for dead. The man who had stolen everything from me, including my future.
Damian’s eyes flicked over to me, and for a second, I could’ve sworn he knew exactly who I was. There was something in his gaze—cold, calculating—and it made my stomach twist. “Well, well,” he said, his voice smooth like velvet, “looks like fate’s got a funny way of putting people in the same place.”
Orion tensed, and I could feel his eyes flicking between Damian and me, as if he were waiting for something to snap. The air felt thick, charged with something dangerous. I tried to ignore the way my body seemed to react to Damian’s presence—how my pulse quickened, how my breath caught in my throat, like there was some twisted pull between us.
But I hated that feeling. I hated it with every ounce of my being.
“You know her?” Orion asked, his voice laced with suspicion.
Damian’s smirk deepened, and the eerie calmness in his voice made my blood run cold. “Oh, I know her,” he said, voice too smooth. “A little too well, actually.”
I stiffened. How did he know me? What the hell was going on? He wasn’t supposed to know me. He couldn’t.
“Listen,” Orion said, his tone turning sharper, “keep your distance. I don’t care what your business is, but she’s under my protection now. So don’t think you can—”
I didn’t catch the rest of Orion’s words.
Damian leaned back, eyeing Orion like they were sizing each other up, trying to figure out which one of them would make the first move.
Then, it happened.
There was a rustling in the bushes, and suddenly, a hybrid—a creature that wasn’t fully wolf, but wasn’t fully human either—lunged into the clearing.
Before I could even process what was happening, Damian’s pack circled around, their eyes glowing with an eerie hunger. Damian didn’t flinch.
In one swift motion, he reached for the hybrid, his hand gripping its throat, squeezing the life out of it like it was nothing more than a pest. He didn’t hesitate. Didn’t blink. Just... killed it while looking at me.
I felt my stomach churn, but it wasn’t just the violence that hit me hard. It was the way Damian enjoyed it—the way his grin widened as the hybrid’s life drained away. It was the same way I remembered him, cold and merciless.
And then I remembered my death—of that damn bridge, the truck, the coldness of him—rushed back like a tidal wave.
Without thinking, I slapped him. Hard. His face snapped to the side with a sickening crack, almost like it was going to pull off. The sound echoed through the clearing.
Damian’s smirk never faltered. His cheek was reddening where I’d slapped him, but he didn’t even blink. Instead, he laughed—a low, dangerous sound that made my skin crawl. “Not bad,” he chuckled.
His wolves growled, their eyes flashing with violence, but Damian waved them off casually. He didn’t seem worried. “You’re way too strong for a hybrid,” he said, looking directly at me. His gaze was cold, calculating. “I’ll make sure to kill you soon enough.”
I flinched at the coldness in his words, remembering what he had done to me, the way he had pushed me to my death. But before I could react, Damian turned to leave, his wolves following behind him with that same eerie silence.
As they disappeared into the shadows, Damian’s laugh echoed in my ears, the sound so haunting I felt it in my bones.
“See you soon,” he called out, his voice full of dark amusement. “And don’t think you’re getting away that easily… Evelise.”
The blood drained from my face.
How does he know my name?
Before I could react, he vanished into the darkness, leaving nothing but the chill of his words hanging in the air. My legs buckled, but Orion caught me, his grip firm.
“What the hell just happened?” he demanded, his voice cutting through the suffocating silence.
I couldn’t answer. My mind was a whirlpool of fear and questions, each one dragging me deeper.
He knows who I am.
But how?
第5章
The days blurred together as we kept moving, but there were small moments that stood out. Like the times I shifted to my wolf form—or my serpent form. It was crazy. I shifted twice into a massive, snake-like creature in the span of just a few days. Every time, I lost control, and the hunger was there, bigger and more dangerous than before. My body kept changing, twisting, growing in ways I couldn’t predict.
Orion had to step in each time to reign me in, literally grabbing hold of me, grounding me, reminding me who I was, who I needed to be. At first, he was patient, talking me down, guiding me through the chaos. But by the fifth time I shifted uncontrollably, he snapped at me.
“You’ve got to learn to control it, Evelise,” he said, his voice tense. “You can’t keep letting the wolf or the serpent run wild. You’re better than that.”
I hated how right he was, how weak I felt each time he had to stop me from destroying everything around me. I could feel it—my strength growing with every shift, but it was like I didn’t know how to harness it. That’s when he started to train me in combat, teaching me how to control my body, how to use my own anger to my advantage.
Orion wasn’t just teaching me about my powers. He was teaching me how to fight. Sparring with him was intense. He’d throw me into scenarios where I had to think on my feet—fighting without relying on my shifting. Every time I made a move, he was there, countering it, pushing me to be better, faster, smarter.
But it wasn’t all about combat. The hunger—the damn hunger—was still there, gnawing at me. One evening, when my stomach growled louder than I could ignore, Orion looked at me, a smirk on his lips. “You’re starving, aren’t you?”
I just nodded, eyes fixed on the ground. I could barely focus anymore; all I wanted was food. And it was then he decided we’d hunt for dinner.
“I’ll show you how to hunt, then,” he said. “You need to learn how to take care of yourself. You can’t rely on others for everything.”
So, we did. He led me through the forest, teaching me how to track rabbits. It felt like everything was in slow motion as I followed his lead, scenting the air like he did, moving silently through the trees. Finally, when we spotted a rabbit, I shifted quickly into my wolf form, using the skills he’d been teaching me. I was faster now, more controlled.
When I took down the rabbit, I felt a strange sense of pride. It wasn’t just about feeding myself. It was about gaining control over the wild side of me, the beast I couldn’t quite tame.
That night, as we cooked the rabbits over the fire, Orion looked at me, a small grin playing at the corner of his lips. “Not bad,” he said, impressed. “You’re learning.”
I ate, feeling the hunger subside for the first time in days. But I didn’t feel satisfied—not completely. I was still struggling with the internal battle, the push and pull between the woman I was and the creature I was becoming.
The next morning, Orion had more lessons for me. This time, it wasn’t hand-to-hand combat or hunting. It was archery.
“Focus,” he told me, handing me a bow. “The key to shooting isn’t in strength. It’s in your instincts. Find your target, breathe, and release.”
I wasn’t sure how I’d do with it, but after a few attempts, I found my rhythm. The arrows flew straight, hitting their marks with surprising precision. My confidence grew a little with every shot.
By the end of the day, I was physically exhausted, but I felt... stronger. More in control.
Orion wasn’t just training me in survival. He was teaching me how to be this new version of myself. And though I still had a long way to go, for the first time, I actually felt like I could be in control.
That night, after we finished training, I needed some space. I slipped away from the camp, making my way to a waterfall I’d spotted earlier in the day. I needed to clear my head, to wash away the thoughts that kept swirling in my mind.
When I reached the waterfall, I undressed and stepped into the water. The coolness felt good against my skin, but what happened next made my breath catch in my throat.
The moonlight hit the water, casting everything in silver. And then, I saw it. My body—it was glowing. Not in a way that made sense. More like it was... alive in a way I couldn’t explain. My skin shimmered under the moon’s gaze, and I couldn’t look away.
I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I heard myself howl. The sound tore from my throat, full of raw emotion I couldn’t understand. It was a release, a scream of pain, of confusion, of everything.
And then, as soon as the last echo of my howl faded, I opened my eyes—and there he was.
Orion.
He was standing at the edge of the water, watching me, his expression unreadable. My heart pounded in my chest, and for a moment, it felt like time had stopped. I was naked in front of him, exposed, vulnerable. But in that moment, something clicked.
I couldn’t explain it, but I knew it. I felt it. My pulse thundered in my ears as his eyes darkened, something unspoken flashing across his face.
And then it hit me!
MATE.