2p America Hetalia Novels & Stories

he said and coughed nervously. Uh oh...my father is hardly ever nervous about anything. This must be serious. "What's wrong?" I asked, turning serious. "Tomorrow, we are going to visit Alpha Marquise from the Lightbridge Shadows Pack," he said. "Why?" "So we can talk about the wedding." "What wedding? Are we going to a wedding?" I asked. I was suddenly excited. Were we going to attend a werewolf wedding? I always wanted to see how their ceremony went down. My father cleared his throat. "I'm sorry, Ana. I don't know how to say it, so I'm just going to tell you. Alpha Marquise and I decided to sign a peace treaty to try and end the war between humans and werewolves."

Hey Dear Readers, thank you for the love and contribution to my book. Alpha’s Pup Mate has come to an end and sincerely I’m happy for the growth of this book, it wouldn’t have been possible without your help and I wouldn’t have gotten this far without the encouragement from you guys. I love you guys so much and thank you for reading. Ending this book doesn’t mean you’d stop hearing from me and it doesn’t mean you won’t get more stories from me. I already have an ongoing book with 43 chapters and I update 2 chapters daily, title I AM YOURS, DANTE, do well to check it out.

I just added a language based of the lead characters nationality. [18+]✓ Copyright © 2020 prettebry All rights reserved

When the door opened again a month later, the Alpha who had once been so high-spirited now had completely white hair. … Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in neutral territory, I welcomed my new life. I cut my long hair short and changed into practical training clothes. With my Gamma warrior skills, I quickly established a foothold in this place where the strong were respected. I used my own fists to carve out a peaceful haven for myself and my unborn pup. When the residents of neutral territory learned that I was with pup, everyone who usually seemed rough and unrefined all showed me genuine kindness. One day, someone would bring freshly made muffins; the next day, someone else would bring

"Look at yourself. You really think you have a shot?" He flicked his hand toward the she-wolf at Theodore's side. His voice turned reverent. "This is Lillian Lorraine. Only daughter of the Black Iron Pack's Alpha. And she's the Alpha's..." He paused. "Fated mate. The future Luna of Crimson Flame Pack." I blinked. My eyes followed his hand to Lillian. She wore a flowing white dress. Long, straight dark hair. A princess stepped out of a fairy tale. Beautiful. Not like me. Filthy, in rags.

he whispered. Nut and Hong, sensing the deepening of our claim, moved closer together in the other room, wolf energy intertwining, marking each other fully mid-ritual. It was subtle, intimate, powerful—their bond amplifying the pack’s strength, tethering their energy and enhancing their combat potential. I watched, lips pressed to Ester’s neck, pulse coiling, feeling the surge of the pack’s power and dominance flow through the threads of tethered energy.

"We come in peace, seeking a resolution for the recent incident involving one of our pack members, Luna Tania. We wish to avoid any unnecessary conflict and find a mutually agreeable solution." ‌ The rival Alpha's eyes narrowed, skepticism evident. "Luna Tania trespassed into our territory and caused damage to our sacred herbs. How do you propose we resolve this?" ‌ "As Alpha of our pack, I take full responsibility for Luna Tania's actions," I began, addressing the rival Alpha with a respectful tone. "We understand the severity of her trespass and the damage caused to your sacred herbs. It was a grave mistake on our part, and we are here to rectify it."

But as an only child, Morgan embodied this & the role of a traditional Alpha. I caught her gaze briefly. Our connection was quiet, almost imperceptible — a small touch of understanding as we moved past the same crate. No words were needed. The world could be falling apart, rogues circling, humans untrustworthy, but right here, right now, we were aligned. Partners in everything. By the time the crates were ready to roll, inspections complete, shadows in place, and the pack’s younger members corralled safely, Morgan gave a satisfied nod. “Keep it clean, keep it smooth. And report anything out of place immediately.”

He went pale and just nodded. Vexia POV I was playing with Elva. Elva’s laughter filled the courtyard, and I smiled as I heard her giggles. I was at peace, and I don't care about the outside world anymore as I have my daughter in my arms. I saw an omega coming towards me. She stopped in front of me and bowed her head. “My Lady, I am here to inform you that an invitation letter has arrived from the Blood Pine Pack.” As I heard the pack name, my chest tightened in pain.

His cheeks flame when he remembers how rude he was for having demanded Alexander disregard their bond. Even if they didn't mean for it to happen, a bond is considered sacred in their culture. It's a deep connection similar to no other, a sign of true commitment. Adom had stomped over that notion with his every word. The thing he had inspired to have one day if he was blessed enough had dropped right into his lap and he had kicked it to the floor. It's just hard for him to believe he's bonded to another alpha, his whole life he's been taught about alpha and omega pairs. He's never even once stopped to consider the possibility of bonding with another alpha. Adom wonders what that would even be