Alphas' Proud Mate novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79 Alpha No More
His face twists into something between a grimace and a sad smile.

“The Moon Goddess always finds a way to reveal the truth—just when it’s too damn late.”

Then, to my surprise, he chuckles.

“If I’d known you’d end up mated to my only true-blooded daughter,” he says with a short laugh, “I wouldn’t have wasted so much time trying to throw Celestia at you. I thought I could control the future—choose the next king. Manipulate fate.”

He shakes his head, smirking now.

“But it seems the goddess had other plans. And now? Well… it looks like you’re destined for the crown, whether you want it or not.”

Before I can say anything, he steps forward and—lightly, almost affectionately—places a hand on my shoulder, nudging me aside.

I let him.

Because somehow… deep down, I know.

He walks past me and sits in the chair I’d been in only moments before. He reaches for Kali’s hand like it’s something sacred. And strangely enough, she doesn’t react in fear. Her body doesn’t tense. There’s only stillness.

Peace.

I don’t want to admit it, but I know she’s safe with him.

At least for now.

“Alpha,” a warrior calls from the doorway, breaking through my thoughts. “Apologies for the interruption, but… we need to hurry. Before things get worse back at the pack.”

I glance back at the bed. At her. At the man now sitting beside her.

Then I nod, stiffly, and turn to follow the warrior down the hall.

“She’s his daughter… probably the one who went missing,” I whisper, the words slipping out before I can stop them.

And if that’s true—if Kali really is the Alpha King’s daughter—then what everyone said about her wolf being massive, monstrous, more beast than wolf… they’re not just rumors.

They’re true.

Which means from the very first moment I met her, I wasn’t the one in control. I wasn’t the one in power.

I was the one destined to kneel.

Not just kneel—submit.

“…Fuck.”

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The second I step onto the Blood Fang pack grounds, chaos slaps me in the face like a damn insult—loud, jarring, and completely out of control. It’s deafening. Voices scream and chant, fists raised in the air. The entire pack has turned upside down. There’s no order, no structure—just complete madness.

And through the noise, one name keeps echoing, again and again, making my blood boil:

Khoas.

They’re actually protesting for that bastard. I can hardly believe it.

My jaw clenches so tightly I feel my teeth grind. Do these people truly not understand what Khoas did to Jasmine? Even if she weren’t my sister, I could never forgive him. Beating her until she was unrecognizable, branding her with his mark against her will… He didn’t just hurt her. He broke her. She had to lose herself—her wolf, her very soul—just to get away from him.

That isn’t just cruelty.

It’s inhuman.

She had to destroy who she was to escape him.

And yet, these people are demanding his freedom?

I’d rather die than let that monster walk free.

I march forward, the crowd parting slowly as they catch sight of me. Their chants grow louder, more aggressive.

What’s worse—some of the women, these she-wolves, are chanting his name too. But I can see the truth in their eyes. The subtle tilt of their bodies away from their mates. The bruises barely hidden beneath their sleeves. The tightness in their jaws. This isn’t their protest. They’re here because their mates forced them to be. Out of fear.

Some women wince. One clutches her arm. Another shields her child behind her. I see one edge away from her mate, fear written across her face. His fists tighten, like he wants to strike her even now—but he knows better than to try it in front of me. He’ll be made an example.

“I was blind,” I murmur, disgusted with myself. “And now I will correct my mistake and end this stupid law.”

A warrior steps forward, handing me a scroll. The law. The one I wrote with my own fucking hands.

I hold it high, for all of them to see—then tear it apart, slowly, piece by piece, letting the shreds fall to the ground like snow.

“All laws that favour men over women are hereby abolished. As of this moment, males and females are equals. That is the new law. Women will no longer submit to men simply because they’re men. To the women who have carried this pain alone... who have endured heartbreak, abuse, and silence while being told to be ‘strong’—I am sorry. I am sorry it’s taken me this long to open my eyes.”

The crowd stares in stunned silence.

“If you’re a man—if you’ve raised your hand against the woman the Moon Goddess chose for you—this is your chance to make it right. Drop your pride. Get on your knees if you have to. And beg for her forgiveness. Beg like your soul depends on it. Because it does. Do it in private if you’re too much of a coward to do it here.”

I turn to the women now, softening my tone.

“And if you’re in a toxic bond… if the man promises and swears to change but your soul tells you otherwise… you don’t have to stay. You can reject him. Right now. And I swear to you—no harm will come to you. Not while I’m still breathing."

Some women begin to cry quietly. Others turn to their mates, their eyes lit with something I haven’t seen in a long time—strength.

Then a gruff voice breaks through the crowd, sharp with disbelief. “How can you say all this, Alpha? How can you go against the natural law of things? You expect us to accept this? Are you going to take responsibility for breaking your own law?”

I square my shoulders. My heart is heavy but steady. I know what I have to do.

“You’re right. I broke my word. I went against the law I created.”

The crowd holds its breath.

“So,” I say, lifting my chin, voice unwavering, “to prove I’m not doing this out of pride…”

I exhale slowly, then finish the sentence:

“I will step down as Alpha of the Blood Fang Pack.”