Alpha Dane

As I gazed at the night sky in McCall, my thoughts drifted back to my life in Mexico. It was just a year ago that I lived in constant fear and looked over my shoulder every moment of the day. My father, once the king of the cartel, lost his power due to his greed. He forced me to move here to hide until things settled down, but I knew deep down that one day, the consequences of his actions would catch up with him.I was raised on the border close to Juarez, where the surrounding people perceived me as a foreigner due to my blonde hair and blue eyes. They questioned whether I truly belonged to the Leon bloodline. It seems my father also harbored some resentment toward me for the same reason. Perhaps he also had doubts about my paternity.My name is Mia Leon, daughter of Felix Leon, a man feared by many. He had gained the nickname "life snatcher" due to his lack of compassion and unwillingness to show any sort of weakness, even towards his own family. He had even killed his own uncle ov

We drove for what seemed like an eternity. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I was certain he could hear it. The man blindfolded me and held me still in the backseat, while another man whom I couldn’t see was driving. They chatted and laughed as if they hadn’t just abducted a seventeen-year-old girl. To make matters worse, my father had given me away as if I were not a person, but merely an object. As the car abruptly stopped, it disrupted my thoughts. “We’re here,” the man said as he grabbed me by the wrists and pulled me out of the vehicle. “Hey! That hurts asshole!” I shouted. The man hit the back of my head with a slap. The force of it sent me reeling forward, my feet slipping on the loose gravel that covered the ground beneath me. I stumbled, my arms flailing wildly as I fought to maintain my balance, but it was no use. I fell forward, my hands scraping against the rough surface of the gravel as I tried desperately to stop myself. “You better watch your tongue girl,

Dane looked down at me on the floor and asked, “Why are you down there?” I attempted to stand up, but Dane extended his hand to assist me. Once upright, I avoided eye contact and gazed down at the ground. I was apprehensive about revealing my face to Dane, as I was already sporting bruises. “We were just talking, Alpha Dane.” Catrina lied. He asked Catrina skeptically, “So girls talk on the floor now?” while tilting his head. The girl who came to help me tried to hold back her laughter. Dane glanced at her questionably. “Got something to add Kendra?” “Catrina is a lying bitch,” Kendra unveiled. “Fuck you!” Catrina snapped back. Dane looked at all of us before settling his gaze on me. “New girl, what happened?” I tilted my head to the side, letting my hair fall over my eye, and replied, “Nothing, sir.” Catrina hissed, “It’s Alpha!” “I don’t understand what you’re talking about. You keep mentioning Luna, Alpha, and me being human. What is all this even supposed to mean?”

As I lay over Catrina in fear, waiting for what seemed like an eternity, my mind raced with thoughts of impending doom. All I could hear was the sound of my own heart pounding in my chest, drowning out any other noise around me. It was only when I dared to peek out of one eye that I saw the machete gleaming in the dim light as it hovered menacingly inches from my face. At that moment, time seemed to stand still. The adrenaline pumping through my veins made every sensation feel amplified, and I could feel the cold sweat trickling down my spine. My thoughts turned to all the things I wished I had done differently, all the moments I had wasted, and all the people I had failed to tell how much they meant to me. But suddenly, I noticed the blade had stopped moving.Kendra rushed over and knelt. “Are you fucking insane?!”Dane took the blade away from my face and looked at me angrily. “I had the ability to end your life."I covered Catrina like a blanket, not giving them a chance to proceed

I was struck by the sheer magnificence of the animal. Its coat was a shimmering light blonde, its eyes piercing and intelligent. But it was more than just its physical beauty that captivated me - there was an aura of power and grace emanating from the wolf that was almost palpable. As I stood there, watching the wolf move with effortless grace and fluidity, I felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins. There was something about this particular wolf that was truly exceptional - a quality that set it apart from all the others. Perhaps it was the way it carried itself, with a regal bearing that commanded respect and admiration. Or maybe it was the fierce intelligence that burned in its eyes, a testament to the wild spirit that lay within. Whatever the reason, I found myself unable to tear my gaze away. Every movement, every sound, every twitch of its powerful muscles held me spellbound. And as I stood there, lost in admiration for this magnificent creature, I couldn’t help but