A Escolhida Do Alfa. Ilha Do Corvo Novels & Stories

— I said. — There would be a war between two Packs, Antony and Lance would fight to be the Alpha. - James continued, understanding where I wanted to go. — Corvo Island would enter a major political instability, a war between two Chase for the title of Supreme, two distinct Packs here on the Island, each on the side of their leader... Even though Lance was a few years younger than Antony, John knew that wouldn’t stop him from fighting him. — They would have all this if the Changeling had gotten rid of the Alpha, leaving the island perfect for an invasion... — Henry added.

"If she survived, and you see her again, don't kill her, alright Beta Hamilton?" "Sure, Alpha Malachi. But why?" The Alpha clenched his fists, "I want you to bring her to me. I have a strange feeling about this wolf." "In what way?" An almost sinister expression crossed the young Alpha's face as he replied, "I want to question her about the recent killings on our territory."

She obviously likes Alpha a lot. "Didn't that girl reject you, Alpha?!'she asked firmly. "I understand why she did that and I know she's not ready yet,"Alpha Dior answered. "Alpha, you don't deserve to be denied. Why not me? I deserve to be Luna compared to that woman!" she said angrily angrily. "Crema is the one I chose and she is the only one I will choose again and again, Eloisa,"Alpha Dior replied seriously. All of a sudden, the fluttering in my stomach started. I don't know why I feel this way. I can't fall for his sweet words so I strengthened my will even more.

"You really know nothing about Avalonian politic do you?" She muttered under her breath as she dragged Viola to a seat. "Don't you have a dux yet?" "I'm getting one soon. Tell me about Noah." "What? You like him? I admit he is rather handsome... He has all the girls swooning..." "Cora!" Viola exclaimed and Cora busted into apologies. "Right! Right! I'm sorry. He's the Alpha of a pack. Just like your father is the Alpha of Ortus Solis." "But... But- how is that possible? He's just like us..."

The future was calling, and it wouldn’t wait. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Luca asked, his gaze flicking to her with a hint of concern. Isla gave him a smile, one that was more confident than she felt. “I don’t have a choice. I’m the Bound Alpha, Luca. This is what I was born to do.” Luca didn’t respond right away. He just looked at her for a long moment, as if searching for something deeper, something beyond the words she had just spoken. She could feel the weight of his gaze, the unspoken understanding between them, before he nodded slowly.

Isla's presence stirred within her, a surge of wolfish energy and unwavering loyalty. "We will protect our pack, our family," Isla's voice echoed in Elisa's mind. "No one will threaten our legacy. We are strong, Alpha." Elisa's fingers brushed against the silver pendant around her neck, a symbol of her father's love and legacy. A fierce determination coursed through her veins. "Today, I take my rightful place as Alpha," Elisa declared to herself. "And I will defend our pack with every breath." As the coronation ceremony began, Elisa descended the palace steps, her regal presence commanding attention. The pack's members parted, revealing a sea of expectant faces.

I wanted to see the look on Isla’s face when she realized that her 'Alpha' was coming to take her back to the basement. I wanted to see her eyes fill with that familiar terror. "You belong in the dirt with me, Isla," I muttered, flooring the gas as I headed toward the Ravencurse border. "Not in a palace with him."

Then, with a small, almost self-deprecating smile, he murmured, “No. I’m not.” They stood there for a moment, the weight of everything unsaid hanging between them. Then, Kaelan turned to her fully, his expression shifting into something unreadable. “Rhea,” he said, his voice low. “If I ever had to choose between being Alpha and being with you… what do you think I’d choose?” The question hung in the air, heavy and impossible to ignore. Rhea’s heart pounded. She opened her mouth to respond— And then, the distant sound of a wolf’s howl cut through the night.

My bare feet pressed into the soft moss, each step swallowed as though the forest itself were conspiring to hold me in place. From the darkness, a shape emerged-massive, elegant, terrifying. Crimson eyes pierced the dimness, luminous and aware. Not a man, not yet. But not merely a wolf either. Zevrael. The predator I had stitched together, the creature I had seen dissolve into man, now took form in the wild. His fur shimmered faintly, a strange light reflecting off the shadows, and even in that form, there was a majesty that struck me to silence.

I tried to tell myself it was a crisis at the Crowne Dominion Tower—maybe a breach in the Mafia shipping lanes or a rogue pack challenge. “He’s just protecting the pack, little one,” I whispered, my hand resting on my belly. “He doesn't mean to leave us. He’s an Alpha; he has a world to run.” My phone buzzed on the nightstand. A news alert from the underworld wire. “Crowne Dominion Alpha Spotted at Ironfang Airfield: Is the Real Luna Returning?”