บททั้งหมดของ ALPHA Magnus Andersen: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Stevens POV"Your music sounds like magic tonight, young wolf," Noah says, holding open the door to the dressing room.My hands shake as I put my violin case down on the table. My heart goes fast, hitting my ribs hard."Did you see Magnus in the front row?" I ask, my voice small and tight."The Future Alpha King does not usually come to the Moonsong Arena," Noah says, stepping closer to me. "But he never takes his grey eyes off you.""He only looks at me because of the sacred mate bond," I say, looking down at the heavy moonstone ring on my finger. "My father Tronte Nielsen forced this alliance on us.""You are twenty-four now, Stevens," Noah whispers, his hand touching my shoulder. "Next year you must marry him and join the Andersen Silverclaw Royal Pack.""I remember when I was eighteen," I say, my breath catching in my throat. "My father slammed his fist on the big table at Moonfang Manor and yelled at me.""What did the Supreme Alpha King say to you back then?" Noah asks."He told

STEVENS POV"Stand up straight, Stevens," my mother Jana Nielsen says.She walks down the big stairs and looks at me with sharp eyes."If you want to keep Alpha Magnus interested, you must act like a proper Moonbound Mate. You act too wild and crazy.""Yes, Mother," I say.I walk into the big living room.My father Tronte Nielsen looks at me from his big chair. "Are you finally done playing those little songs?""It was not a little song, Father," I say. My hands ball into tight fists. "The Moonsong Arena was completely full. My music is number one in the pack territories right now."My father snorts loudly. The sound makes my stomach drop. "You delay your sacred mate bond for music. This is what happens when young male wolves get too much freedom. You completely forget your place in this world."My face gets very hot. I look across the room. My brothers Magnus Nielsen and Torben Nielsen sit near the wall. They talk about pack warriors and ignore me completely. They treat me like a pie

MAGNUS POV"I will give you anything you want after the sacred mate bond," I say, my voice very curt.I lean in close to him."Gold. Elite wolf sentinels. A huge room in the citadel. You will not have to lift a finger because the pack servants will take care of everything for you."He looks at me with sad eyes. He hates how much control I have. He hates feeling stuck, even if every other young wolf scholar dreams of this life."And pups?" Stevens asks very quietly.My eyebrows pull together. "I have not thought about it."That is a big lie. With four brothers and the ancient moon bloodline to protect, I think about it every single day. I just do not want to say it out loud.I see his shoulders relax a little bit. His inner wolf gets calmer. He wants a real family where he can finally feel loved."What were you thinking about just now, young wolf?" I ask, my deep voice rumbling across the table.Stevens jerks in his chair, blinking his eyes very fast. "Nothing, Alpha Magnus."My mouth

He is begging me, but my wolf is in no rush. My tongue pushes past his lips, tasting his mouth, completely starving for him. I feel his thighs arch against my knees. He does not know what his body wants yet, but I do: I want to breed him. In my mind, I see him carrying my pups, his stomach big and full with my babies. My royal cubs.I rip away the last of his clothing, and his breath hitches in surprise. I toss the fabric to the floor. I push his thighs wide apart, looking right at his heat. He is slick with arousal, his inner wolf crying out for mine.“You look so beautiful when you are dripping for your Alpha,” I whisper, pressing my fingers against his softest skin.Stevens stays spread wide under my big body, his chest shaking, a dark red blush covering his face. I can smell his pheromones, and I know his body is ready for me. Fertile and warm.I go down to my knees between his legs and put my tongue right on his heat.His thighs instantly clamp around my head. I lick round and ro

STEVENS POV"Mads paid a massive amount of gold pack resources to secure Bartosz a place at the elite warrior trial grounds in the Frostfang Capital," Ulrich Andersen chuckles low under his breath, leaning back in his heavy wooden chair. "He got expelled from the last pack territory. Hopefully, he can learn some actual alpha restraint up north without burning the training barracks down."A sharp pang of longing twists through my chest. I really miss Bartosz. The youngest Andersen brother was always full of life, reckless, and funny. He made the big, silent stone fortress of the Silverclaw Citadel feel a little less like a terrifying military cage.I turn my head toward Egon, trying to ignore the heat radiating from Magnus right next to me. "And your little pup? How is she doing?"The giant Beta War Commander beams instantly. The brutal warrior melts right in front of my eyes, his gold eyes glowing bright with fatherly pride. "Perfect. She and Katharina are resting at our home manor to