All Chapters of Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The moon hung high, swollen and silver, bleeding its glow through the tangled branches of Black Hollow Forest. Luna Cross moved like smoke—silent, seductive, untouchable. Her black leather pants clung to her hips, the crimson crop top revealing the jagged scar above her navel, a relic of a fight she barely survived. She didn’t run with a pack. She didn’t obey rules. She fucked, fought, and vanished.Rogues like her weren’t supposed to survive long. But Luna didn’t just survive—she owned the night.Tonight, her scent had drawn more than prey. She felt it—deep in her bones—an energy that coiled and crackled in the air. Her wolf stirred beneath her skin, restless and aroused.Something... someone... powerful was close.She crouched near a stream, the cool water lapping at her fingers as she drank. Then she heard it—a low growl, barely a breath above the wind. Her lips curled into a wicked smirk."Step out, Alpha," she purred, rising to her full height without flinching. "No need to stalk

Luna knew she shouldn’t return.After what happened in the woods—Kael’s mouth, his hands, the way her body trembled under his touch—she should’ve vanished across the border and never looked back. But her wolf was restless. Hungry. Unsatisfied.And her heart? It beat like a war drum, calling her back to the one place she was least safe—near him.She moved like a shadow through the outer ridge of Bloodfang territory, every sense sharpened. The night air was thick with tension, the scent of pine and moss mixing with the masculine musk that made her pulse race.Kael. His scent still clung to her skin. His growl still echoed in her ears.She told herself it was just lust.But deep down, something was stirring—something ancient, dangerous, and terrifyingly real.---Kael stood at the edge of his war room, eyes locked on the map spread across the table. The patrols were uneasy. Rogues were gathering near their borders, whispering rebellion. And in the center of it all, one woman haunted his

The warmth of Kael’s body still clung to Luna’s skin like a second layer. Her thighs ached in the most delicious way, and her heart… her heart was wrecked. They hadn’t just fucked. They’d connected—in a way that terrified her more than any rogue in the woods.Now, wrapped in his arms beneath the stars, Luna stared at the sky, wondering how the hell she’d let this happen.“You’re quiet,” Kael said, his breath warm against her shoulder.She didn’t answer at first. The truth was, she wasn’t just quiet—she was unraveling. Her wolf purred under his touch, satisfied and sleepy. But her human mind spun in warning.“This was a mistake,” she finally whispered.Kael tensed. “Don’t say that.”“I meant it. Every moan. Every touch. But it was still a mistake.” She pulled herself from his embrace and sat up, reaching for her top.“Luna…”She looked at him over her shoulder. “You have a pack. A throne. A name to protect. I’m a rogue. We don’t mix, Kael. This is just sex.”His eyes hardened, but she

The night air clung to Luna’s skin like oil as she and Kael approached the kill site. Blood stained the earth in wide arcs, and the stench of death was thick, curling in her nostrils and stirring the wolf inside her.The body lay broken between two trees—ribs crushed, throat ripped, chest carved like meat for display.Kael crouched beside it, his golden eyes scanning the damage. He didn’t speak. Didn’t blink. His face was stone.But Luna knew what he was feeling. The rage under the surface. The silent vow to destroy whoever had done this.Rafe stood a few feet away, arms crossed, jaw tight. “The guards found him twenty minutes ago. He was a rogue. No scent of pack. But look…”He pointed to the message carved crudely into the dead wolf’s chest. Deep and jagged, like it had been done with claws rather than a blade.She belongs to me.Luna’s stomach twisted.Kael stood slowly, his body trembling with fury. “He’s not just threatening you anymore. He’s taunting me.”She nodded, her voice l

Kael paced the infirmary like a caged beast, his shirt discarded, blood still crusted over the fresh gash Dren left on his side. He refused the healer’s salve for the third time.“I said I’m fine,” he snapped.“You’re not,” Luna said, entering the room, her tone calm but stern. “And if you don’t sit your stubborn ass down, I’ll pin you myself.”Kael froze.Then sat.She moved toward him, dipping a cloth into warm water. Gently, she cleaned the blood from his ribs, her touch softer than he deserved.“I should’ve killed him that night in the woods,” he growled. “I had him in my sights.”Luna pressed the cloth harder. “You didn’t because of me.”His eyes snapped to hers. “And I’d do it again.”Her heart clenched.She wanted to scream at him—for making her feel like she mattered. For turning their heat into something deeper. For making her fear losing him.“We need to talk,” she said.Kael arched a brow. “That’s usually a bad start.”She sighed. “I wasn’t just running from Dren, Kael. I w