Alpha Greogry

Third Person Pov "Alpha, there seems to be a breach," Beta Tobias announced, barging into Alpha Gregory's office, his face etched with concern. The heavy oak door slammed against the wall, sending a reverberating thud through the room. Gregory didn't look up from his paperwork, his brow furrowing as he continued to write. "How serious is the threat?" he asked, his voice calm but edged with an unmistakable authority. The flicker of a candlelight illuminated his chiseled features, highlighting the tension in his jaw. "It's an omega, Alpha." Tobias's voice carried a trace of frustration, as if the words alone should have been enough to convey the gravity of the situation. "An omega?" Gregory says, finally looking up, his eyes meeting Tobias’s with a mix of disbelief and irritation. "Are you telling me that you, my Beta, can't handle a simple omega?" He leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking under his weight. Tobias had been his closest friend since childhood, someone who und

Emma's Pov"Where am I?" Emma asked softly, her voice barely more than a whisper. Her eyes fixed on the woman with piercing green eyes who regarded her with a faint smile. "Oh, you are awake," the woman replied, her tone light yet inscrutable. Emma’s heart raced as confusion churned within her. She had expected to be dead or imprisoned, given that crossing the TMN pack’s borders was usually a death sentence, but here she was on a soft bed. Emma’s stomach tightened in fear as different scenarios crossed her mind. What if they were planning to use her as a sex machine, just like her father had done to her? The very thought made her stomach turn. She hadn’t crossed the borders on purpose. Days of wandering, weak from hunger, had made her desperate. When she had spotted some ripe bananas, a flicker of hope had ignited. She had planned to grab the bananas quickly and continue her escape. But as soon as she entered the area, she saw the pack warriors closing in. Panic exploded in her

Third Person Pov "You are not to speak of this to anyone," Gregory growled at Emma, his voice low and dangerous. But Emma was too overwhelmed by her own rising desire to truly hear him. "When I talk to you, I expect a response," Gregory repeated, this time his hands trailing down to Emma’s waist, pulling her closer. He guided her toward the bed, gently laying her down. Emma’s eyes were glazed with lust as she gazed up at her Alpha, her breath coming in quick gasps. "Please, I need you, Alpha," Emma whimpered, her voice trembling as she tried to pull herself closer to Gregory, her body already responding to his presence. Gregory took his time, moving slowly up her body, leaving a trail of heated kisses on her flushed skin. He could practically taste her arousal in the air, thick and intoxicating. When he reached her lips, he captured them in a deep, searing kiss, pouring all of his pent-up desire and anger into it. Emma moaned softly against his mouth, her hips instincti

Emma's POV The dining area was already buzzing with energy by the time I arrived. Alphas from other packs were seated around the grand table, their voices mingling in low conversation as they waited for the meal to begin. The air was thick with the scent of power and dominance, a mix of scents that marked the presence of so many strong wolves in one place. I had tried to look for him—my Alpha. I could sense him, his scent lingering faintly in the air, teasing me with its proximity. But no matter where I looked, he was nowhere to be found. It was as if he was intentionally avoiding me, keeping his distance despite the bond that pulled at both of us. My heart ached with the knowledge, but who could I blame? After last night, it was clear that he wanted nothing to do with me, and I was left to navigate this gathering alone. With a sigh, I found a seat among the other omega, their polite chatter barely registering as I sat down. The table was set, the food arranged

Emma's Pov I hesitated at the doorway of the pack house, my feet rooted to the ground. I could still hear the laughter and chatter inside, the sound of celebration buzzing through the air. I wanted nothing more than to stay outside, away from all of it. But Luna Essa’s grip on my arm tightened, her determination unwavering. “Come on, Emma,” she urged, pulling me gently but firmly. “You’re part of this now. No more hiding.” “I-I don’t think—” I began, my voice barely above a whisper. But she was already dragging me toward the entrance, her steps decisive. The moment we stepped inside, the noise swallowed me whole. The room was filled with people, Omegas and Betas from other packs, all gathered to congratulate Alpha Gregory on finding his mate. I felt my stomach twist, the weight of their ignorance pressing down on me. They didn’t know the truth. They didn’t know that Gregory had rejected me, that he didn’t want me. I kept my head down, trying to avoid eye contact with an