The Alpha Who Found Me: Chosen Mate Or Fated Mate?

“Come to me, Reagan. You were made to obey.”

My body trembled, muscles tightening without my consent. His command wrapped around me like invisible chains, dragging me toward my knees. My wolf snarled in defiance, but it wasn’t enough. My limbs locked, my breath stuttered, and panic clawed at my chest.

“Reagan!”

Alpha Edward’s voice cut through the haze like a blade. He reached me, hands framing my face as he forced my gaze to his. “Look at me.”

His words weren’t loud, but they thrummed with...