The rules are simple: Never Fall For the Forbidden Alpha

Dating While Doomed: What Happens When You Fall for the Forbidden Alpha

There are red flags.

And then there’s Xander—6'5" of primal danger, spectral heat, and one hell of a growl that doesn’t just say “back off,” it says “you’re mine.”

Trust me, I was a rational girl once. I had boundaries. Emotional discipline. Generational trauma to uphold.

Then I met him.

And suddenly, I’m dreaming his name like it’s a secret spell and waking up with my sheets tangled and my dignity shredded.

Let’s back up.

I’m Savvine Bianchi. Eldest daughter of a legacy family. The Chief Defender of the Eterna, a floating fortress for what’s left of my bloodline after Earth imploded. I was raised on duty and strategy, not affection. Love wasn’t just discouraged—it was a liability. Especially with shifters. They’re outlawed. Tainted. Forbidden. My ancestors made it clear: Never. Mate. A wolf.

But Xander? He didn’t read the rulebook. Or if he did, he shredded it with his teeth and smiled at me while doing it.

He showed up mid-battle, bleeding thunder and command, and took a missile for me like it was foreplay. Then he claimed me. Not figuratively—literally. Scent-marked me, declared I was fated, and said things like “mine” with a voice that should be illegal in twelve galaxies.

I tried to resist. Swore it was just heat.

But the bond doesn’t lie.

And neither do my instincts.

Every touch burned. Every glance cracked open something I'd sealed away in the name of legacy. And gods help me, I didn’t just want him—I wanted to be wanted like that. Completely. Claimably. Scandalously.

But falling for a fated mate when he’s the one thing you were taught to fear? That’s not a fairytale. It’s a declaration of war. My family sees it as betrayal. The stars call it destiny. I’m somewhere in the middle, trying not to shatter.

So yeah. Never fall for a forbidden growl. Never whisper his name when you dream. And always lie—to your council, your crew, your bloodline—because fated doesn’t mean safe.

But gods… it does mean unforgettable.

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