Betrayed by the Alpha

Betrayed by the Alpha

By:  Glory Tina  Completed
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"I didn't ask for your help, you piece of , so you can keep your arrogant remarks to yourself." I snapped back, not liking the stranger's approach. "What did you just call me?" He demanded, halting. His voice sounded like the thunder that made the ground underneath my feet quake. At this moment I knew I had overstepped my boundaries. **** Jaclyn Tarr had not lived a normal life ever since she was a child. She was born on the night of the Wild South fire and for some bizarre reason, a golden fire symbol existed on the skin right above her heart. This, coupled with the mysteries surrounding her birth, made her the abnormal one as a child. And even now at nineteen, she was still labelled the abnormal one due to her dormant werewolf gene. Her life, however, changes when Alpha Dane Vixon walked into her life and she fell in love with him, but little did she know the alpha wasn't who she thought he was and the love she felt for him would be the death of her.

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Revmami
I haven’t read more than 5 chapters but I like it so far and figured it should have a rating. I can come back and edit it later but for now it’s got 5/5.
2022-09-12 08:16:40
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Momma Mayr
has this book been abandoned? haven't seen an update in a very long time.
2022-03-30 09:30:33
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Nightlady Smile
is this story still working?
2022-03-15 13:35:15
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boomschristine
This is a good read a lot of cliff hangers keeps you coming back for more
2021-12-31 04:53:04
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Lisa Schmidt
liking it so far very curious to know alpha's back story can't wait to see how the story continues
2021-12-30 10:07:17
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Glory Tina
If you like the book, please leave your review and support me. Thank you
2021-12-01 11:53:28
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Rebecca Stamatiou
I much enoyed GTs other novel (weekend alpha) & states this is her 1st try at a werewolf novel. i like her writing style but this story is so slow, low level intrigue and huge plot hole: why Jac would care about bettering her life thru the trial than being Luna? selfish to oust someone else for top3
2022-11-28 07:44:52
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Laura
Terrible grammar, story is underwhelming so far, writer is not brilliant. I hate to be severe, but this person writes like English is not their first language.
2022-12-06 14:46:15
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102 Chapters
Prologue
This is my first try at a werewolf story, so please pardon my mistake. This book is purely fiction, any resemblance of the names and places written in it to that of real life is a coincidence. Thank you for opening. Happy reading. Glory T!na ***A few words to look out for. I'll be adding them up will I finish the book Premier Shifting: The premier shifting is the manifestation of the wolf gene in werewolves which usually takes place between the ages of sixteen to eighteen. This shifting gives a sense of belonging to every human-wolf. It is considered a gift and serves as a reminder that we aren't humans. The shifting differentiated a born wolf from humans and unless one experienced the shift, they are considered humans. Apology: If an alpha rejects your apology, you
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1: From the very beginning
Jaclyn's POV Mama always said I was born on the night the Wild South was on fire over nineteen years ago. She didn't quite know if it was before she went into labour or after, but she had made it a tradition to retell the tale as often as she could since then. My birth wasn't like others I've heard, usually whenever women went into labour, they beckon on the midwives for their help and guide. However, when she went into labour, she was on her own in her room and after four hours of excruciating pain and torturous labour; I came forth, bearing a birthmark shaped like a tear drop on my upper chest.  The following day, when the neighbour brought the bad news of the destructive fire that burnt overnight, they learnt about the birth of her daughter, me. The fact that mama had gone into labour without crying out for help couple with the mysterious fire that broke out on that night made them raise an eyebrow. Soon the whole town knew of the mysterious b
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2: Trouble always lurks around
I almost jump out of my skin at the sound of the terrifying voice and I place a hand over my chest, trying to slow down my heartbeat physically, which went up after being startled by this other intruder. “Who’s there?” I demand, my eyes darting around. My small voice was no longer as firm as it was when I spoke to the now-knocked-out fellow earlier. “Show yourself.” At my words, the humongous, broadly built man steps out towards the dimmed light across the street, wearing a white, long sleeve shirt neatly tucked into his black trousers and despite the night, I can make out his formidable feature. His smouldering gaze and the confidence he possesses tell me one thing, he isn’t someone to be messed with. I feel weak on the inside and I’ve never felt weak in anyone’s presence before. Not even douche bag Spencer.  He looks older and though his age barely tells on him, I can tell from his stand and the way he walks that he’s had a fair amount of deali
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3: The curse of being different
Anyone in Unique Academy would call Spencer a big-time bully. It so happened that after his premier shifting two years ago, he became the strongest werewolf amongst us. He knew it and made it a mission to let everyone know it as well. Being from a powerful bloodline of alphas, everyone knew someday he would become an alpha of his own. He had all the traits of an alpha alright. He had arrogance, pride and the height of his ego competed with that of Mount Kilimanjaro. The academy frowned at bullying. But with his name and background, Spencer got away with almost every cruel thing he did at the school. Everyone feared him and no one reported him to the school for his abuse. He was unapologetic and mean and bent almost everyone to his will, and no one stood up to him for fear of being a target of him and his crew. A majority of the students hated him, but they kept their feelings to themselves and avoided eye contact whenever he spoke to them to avoid triggering him.
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4: Vulnerability not allowed
Ken’s eyes became so big for a moment I thought it would pop out of its socket. I raise my hand to stop him from exclaiming and drawing unwanted attention and point to my head, telling him to communicate telepathically with me instead. “This is the man you called an asshole.” His voice charges into my head like he speaks through a microphone. My eyes flutter and I feel like snapping at him to reduce his goddamn voice, but I can’t. So I press my lips together and nod. “Wait, how do you know he’s the one?” he asks, his gaze darting over at the man standing beside Mrs Adams and then over to me. I point to my nose, which can smell his scent, and then up to my brain, which assimilates. Yes, it was dark, yes I barely saw his face, but I saw and smelt enough to identify anyone and this man right here was the same as the one I saw a few days ago. “Do you think he will re
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5: When bad becomes worse
A week later,  I open the mini-fridge and pull out a bottle of milk, a box of cornflakes and two ceramic bowls and spoons before going to the medium-sized table at the centre of the kitchen and setting them down. I turn off the cooker and grabbed the hot kettle on it, pouring the hot water into the bowls and then adding the cornflakes.  I hear footsteps from across the room and I know mother already set for work. She works as a housekeeper and started the job almost a year ago. Just like I predicted, she emerges into the kitchen wearing her blue gown and a white apron around her neck. "Good morning, mama." I pour the milk into each bowl and move one bowl towards her.  "Good morning, Jaclyn." she sits and picks her spoon up. "It's cornflakes every day, I see."  My cheeks were warm. Cornflakes is my favourite go-to meal, easy to make and also time-efficient. "We are both already running late, ma." I point out and she rolls he
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6: No one understands safety
My eyes dart across the room to where Ken sits, and he gives me a sympathetic look. Spencer sits across from him with a satisfied look on his face. Indian appeared awestruck as she stared at Dane and her usual self-composure does little to stop the effect he has on her and when Ken notices her, his teeth clench in anger.I look away from him and back to Mrs Richie’s furrowed brows as she finally stops glaring at me after almost a minute. “Tarr! How wonderful to have you grace us with your presence?”The class chuckles and I grow stiff on the insideShe casts the students a hard glare, and they become silent immediately. “Good morning, Mrs Richie.” I greet with a delicate tone of voice.“You’ve never been late to my class before, Tarr. I’d like to know what happened today.” I clasp my lips together, and my gaze run to Spencer and his eyes dare me to speak. Dane gawks at me like
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7: The hope of something better
“Jaclyn,” Mrs Adams calls to me and I turn to see her walking in my direction with eyes of relief, “I’m glad you haven’t left yet. I need you in my office.” Without hesitation, I follow her into her white-painted, medium-sized office. There is a mahogany bookshelf to the right standing beside the window and at the left a mini-fridge close to a drawer containing files of every students' academic report. at the centre of the office is Mrs Adams desk and she approaches it. The last renovation the office had was three years ago, but it looks so good, it would pass for yesterday. She takes her seat, and I do the same after being told to. She closes up the notebook before her and moves it to the left side of the desk before speaking. “Jaclyn, you’re one of our brightest students at UA.” she begins, and that line was what most people used to break bad news subtly. Perhaps Dane already
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8: No way out of hell
“The last time you took a book home, it took your three weeks to return it.” I remind Isaiah, the library user who stands facing me, holding the Harry Potter book in his hand.He picks up the pen on my desk and signs on the permission booklet I push towards him. “The keyword remains ‘returned it’.” the smug answer matches his face and I roll my eyes.“Well, I’ll need more than your word. I’ll need your library card.” I stretch my hand out to him.“What for?”“In case you don’t return it on the date you wrote in the permission booklet, I’ll toss your card away and you’ll never step back in again.”He mumbles ‘bitch’ under his breath, dips his hand into his pocket and pulls out his card and hands it to me.I beam at him, and he rolls his eyes before leaving.
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9: Nightmares becoming real
Having ice cream with Ken while he walks me home from work on a mild night has been my best treat, but I don’t feel the happiness I had felt those other times today.  Ken notices my moodiness while we gulp our ice cream and make our way back home. He allows me to maintain silence even though I can tell he wants to say something. I can read him well and he’s pretty good at seeing through me.  How we became best of friends was fated. We entered the academy on the same day; we sat on the same roll during class and lunch break and as school ended; I made my way home, and he rode his bicycle. He could have ridden past and no one would have held it against him, but he didn’t. When he rode to where I was, he introduced himself to me and I did the same. He told me he didn’t believe it was a coincidence that we resumed school the same day and shared the same seats and went home the same way. He believed fate wanted us to be friends, and I didn’t argu
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