A Stolen Alpha's Heart Novels & Stories

Something tells him this is going to be a fun semester. Daemon is an alpha werewolf who doesn't know he's an alpha yet, he is the chosen Wolf that will end the ongoing war between Demons and vampires but his father is unsure about this so he sends Daemon to live with his uncle called John who is also a werewolf but a beta.. John is burdened with the task of protecting Daemon and training him to be a stronger werewolf "Marcus little pup is going to be a handful" John said as he stepped out of his convertible Impala, He walked in to see Daemon sitting with his feet on the table

One of Havoc's brothers groaned in to the phone. "I need your help, Steele." Havoc commented, getting straight in to the point. "Some one came in to the pack house a few hours ago and they took Mina. We believe it might be Haden." I heard Steele cuss. "That son of a bitch, he really is fast." He commented. "Is Haden in the pack?" Havoc asked. "No. He fled last night just minutes before the Alpha match was to take place." "Alpha Match?" Havoc asked, sounding a bit worried.

They were both forced to their knees. Alpha Gregory, the most ruthless alpha and the leader of their former pack came forward. “You two have been hard to find," he said. “Maybe that was on purpose alpha," Adam spat out. “Watch your tone, Delta. Do not forget who you're speaking with!" Gregory responded, a coldness to his voice. “You're too late. You'll never have her," Toya yelled. “Just like you thought we'd never have you? You forget, I have a gift in breaking people. Ravina sends her regards."

An angry old man said to the beautiful young woman. "I love him..." She said softly as if she was afraid to talk. "Love? You are still a child, what do you know about love? He is not even human Gwendolyn, I am glad your mother is not around to see this, you have disappointed me. What do you think the Alpha will say when he hears that you are colluding with our natural born enemy? He will have my head for just keeping this from him. You will never see him again or I will kill you with my own bare hands, He is not like us, his kind is dangerous. He is a blood thirsty monster who has no control over his blood rage.

He explained, shaking his head while Beta Richard tightened his grip on him, fearful for a comeback. “I am telling the truth.” Dad raised his voice. “Join our pack so that I can project you my memory.” He offered. “I can’t join your pack. I’m an Alpha.” He responded. But truth be told, his aura wasn’t one of an Alpha. A Beta yes, but an Alpha no. “Call the witch.” Someone from the crowd suggested. “She disappeared after my downfall. I’ve never seen her before.” Cornelious confessed.

the blond haired man said. Alec? The only Alec I knew of was Alec Whitelark, Alpha of the Whitelark pack. Their packlands were on the southwestern shore, and they were one of the only packs that had refused to bow to my father. I shivered in his grasp, realizing I may have been saved from one Alpha only to be stolen by another. I couldn’t imagine that this one would treat me any better than the Alpha of the Grims had. “Can we risk staying in Estoria tonight?” the blond man, who must have been Alec’s Beta, asked.

Titan growls in his very low and most dangerous voice. The Alpha starts screaming out all kind of curses and names, but Titan don’t care, and shoves his hand into the chest of the Alpha, and rips out his heart. The Alphas' body falls to the ground with a thud, and Titan drops his heart on the floor next to the body. Titan comes over to me, lifts me up into his arms, and nuzzles his nose into my neck. I softly caress his face. “I am okay,” I whisper.

How can one man become so drunk on power? He steps in front of me and grabs my arm roughly, pulling me up to stand. I let my body go slack. I pretend I've given up, that I've accepted my fate. That sick, twisted smile spreads across his face like he's already won. I stare past him, my eyes fixed on nothing. Let him think I'm broken. Let him believe I'm finished. Because the moment he lowers his guard... I'll show him just how wrong he is. Suddenly, Alpha Craig pulls out a dagger.

His little finger gathered a tear that had slipped down her eyes to rest at the top of her lips. Gathering the sparkling drop, he smeared it slowly over the curve of her lips and blew it gently dry. One hand came lightly to rest on her neck; the other supported her cheek as he pressed his lips to hers in a kiss so gentle, it brought more tears to her eyes. Stepping away from her, the Alpha turned to address the rest of the Werewolves who had brought in the boxes. They all stood, stricken at the spot with fear. All that knew Alpha Blake knew that he could be very unpredictable. Gentle one instant, and cruel the next.

I shook her off like she was nothing, and she stumbled backward into Nathan's arms. The pack members were pressed against the pack house wall now, nowhere left to run. I could smell their terror. I could hear their rabbiting heartbeats. I could see the exact moment they realized they were going to die. "Maya!" Stephen's voice, commanding and authoritative. "As your Alpha, I order you to stand down!" I stopped. Turned slowly to face him. "My Alpha?" The words dripped with venom. "You stopped being my Alpha when you tied me to that post. You stopped being anything to me when you chose her over the mate bond." I took a step toward him. "You have no authority over me anymore, Stephen Blackwood."