All Chapters of Alpha Liam: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Alaria:I walked out of the house knowing that it was the last time that I was going to be in this place.I didn't even want to pack my things. I did not care about that. I wanted to get out. I wanted to spare myself whatever dignity I had left. I felt her inside. I knew that she was within the pack. Of course, she would be. She would want to gloat about this.It wasn't until I felt them behind me as they walked out that I turned around, my chest aching when I saw them, when I saw his arm wrapped around her like a prize that he had claimed. His eyes met mine and he smirked.“Things are going to be different from now on. Our previous Luna was never fit to take her role. She had manipulated it. She had taken advantage of everything that she carried.” He said coldly. I gulped and looked down at my feet as everyone turned their attention to me. I put my hand on my stomach. But I said nothing.“It is time for our pack to be run by a strong Luna. This should have happened since day one, but

Liam:The rogues never stood a chance.No matter what they wanted to try and prove, they were not going to be able to stand against me now when I had arrived at the territory. I was chasing them off, wanting to lure them away from the forest. Their presence meant danger, but what I did not expect was for them to end up attacking a woman.I tore through them without hesitation, ripping one away from the woman bleeding on the kitchen floor, crushing the ribs of another before it could strike again. The woman's heartbeat slowed. She tried to regain her composure. She tried to fight back but she was bleeding badly.But though they were chased off, I knew that there was something off, something that was wrong. They were dragging me somewhere.They weren’t here by accident. They did not run in this direction by accident.This house. This woman. This moment.It had all been planned.The last one fled, limping, tail tucked between its legs. I let it go. His whimpers were loud enough for anyon

Liam:She was mine.The truth burned through my chest like wildfire, slow and unforgiving. Anastasia, she was mine. And Alaria kept her from me for four goddamn years. She did not even mention that she was pregnant. She did not bring it up. It was as if this was a detail that she chose to ignore.And I couldn’t decide who I was angrier at.Her, for the lie. For the secret that she kept.Or myself, for giving her every reason to keep it. For giving her a reason to think that she needed to hide it.My footsteps thundered down the corridor, fists clenched, thoughts spinning so fast I barely noticed where I was going until I reached the east wing. She needed her break and I knew that I was to give her that, but it did not mean that I was not going to investigate on the matter.Claire, however, was there waiting for me, her arms crossed over her chest as she raised an eyebrow, carrying the same attitude that she has been since I brought her here, since she saw her wounded in my arms, and s

Claire:The clearing was damp and reeked of rot.It was on rare occasions when I came here, but now he even staying away was not an option that I had. They had failed to end her. They failed.The rogue Alpha stood with his arms crossed, partially shifted, his claws elongated, eyes still glowing faintly from the run. He hadn’t even bothered to conceal his scent. He did not even bother to try and hide that he was within the pack grounds, that he was trespassing territory.Typical. Arrogant. Sloppy.“Are you trying to get yourself caught by being here without bothering to hide your scent?” I asked, glaring at him.“It is you who is going to get in more trouble than I. I believe that you know that if you get caught then he is going to have your life. It is only natural for a rogue to trespass territory. That is why I am called a rogue.” He said, taking a step towards me. “You called for me and I came. I did not think that I was going to need to take precautions. I thought that you would h

Liam:She was small. Clever, but small.When I had seen her the first time, when her mother was at the Infirmary, I saw her strengthen her eyes, but now that she was pushing me away, I found myself watching from a distance.Never did I think that I would have a child, especially not with Alaria. The two of us were distant for quite a while. I did not think that she would be carrying my child, that one drunken night would be enough for her to become pregnant.But there she was. The little girl that I never thought could exist.Curled up on the edge of the couch, one arm wrapped around a fraying stuffed wolf, the other clenched tightly in her mother’s shawl as if the fabric itself could protect her.My daughter.Mine.And she was terrified of me.“Hi,” I said, my voice softer than I’d ever heard it. “Anastasia, right?”She didn’t answer. Her eyes flicked to me, wide, wary, blue-green like the edge of winter, and then immediately darted down. She pressed herself tighter against Alaria’s