A Weekend With The Alpha Novels & Stories

On our flight back, after take off, Clint pulls me into his lap and we have a quiet conversation between kissing. I worried that we were making Anders and Calista uncomfortable until I realized that they were in a similar position and weren’t paying any more attention to us than we were to them. I guess the weekend was as good for them as it was for us. When we finally get back to the packhouse, we check in with Alpha Patrick, thanking him for our wonderful weekend. “You all seem very relaxed. I’m glad you were able to enjoy your time away. I’ll fill you in later on the events that occurred during your absence.” Alpha Patrick says to us.

Not just practicing our asses off for the songs to be perfect, but a way to help mitigate the Alpha command so that everyone could get free and head home. This week was the starting week of the Alpha Conference. It spanned over the course of three weeks. Alphas from all over came to our pack to renew treaties and build more advantageous alliances. It meant that the warriors were spread just a little bit thinner. That everyone was a little more on edge, and it was the perfect time to add a little chaos that everyone could get away with. “Alright. Speakers set at the correct angle and volume.” I checked my watch. “T-minus five minutes till fire alarm pull. Battle stations, everyone!”

The other girls in the room are in the same level of undress and the twins aren't much better. "Yes how rude of me. This is Jaxson, the previous alpha of the Autumn pack and the ex beta female of the same pack, Alaska" For the briefest moment, the eyesight of the two girls meet before the girls sight goes to where the two bodies are joined, the way they are pressed against the couch together, the way Alaska’s arm wraps around Jax’s so tightly. "Ohh"

I wipe my face and begin walking toward him. "I will leave you alone, Alaska. I know you are committed to Finn, and I should let you be even if we are mates. Maybe we are not mates, and maybe I am just crazy because you told me no," Alpha says. He gets to the edge of the water and leaps into the air taking his wolf form. He begins running toward the pack house. FUCK! I come out of the water, leaping into the air and taking my wolf form, chasing him. Why am I chasing him?

Alex looked over to where Ash was looking and saw four people. One was a long, black-haired female with good style who looked older and clearly was an alpha. And an arm was wrapped around her by a man who is clearly his mate, and he is also Alpha. Next to them was a boy who was like a teenager's kid and was also an Alpha. He was holding hands with a pretty lady with brown, shaggy hair and glasses. She was a beta. He saw the four of them make their way towards a table. Alex looked over at Ash and grabbed his hand gently as he led them to the table his siblings were at with their drinks in their free hands.

Suddenly I overhead some pack members talking. "Did you hear there’s an Alpha visiting soon?" asked Lois. Alex replied: "I heard he’s looking for his mate and he’s staying until the next full moon to find her." "Who’s visiting?" I asked them out curiosity. Both Alex and Lois couldn’t say, only that Alpha Drake couldn’t refuse, the visit would be next weekend and that he needed all staff available. I guess I would have to work overtime this week. Luckily had Casandra been asking me for Elias to have a sleepover with one of her grandkids next weekend so the timing couldn’t have been more perfect.

There are more candles all around the living room too, in various sizes and shapes, creating beautiful golden hues of light washing over the tasteful furniture. A part of his mind wonders in concern why he has forgotten in the first place. Alpha is the first-person Win turns to when something strange emerges in his life. Is it maybe because, despite the increasingly great week that passed, with Alex seemingly getting better, was not enough for Win to involve him? Or is it because he's still not convinced that the Alpha is actually better? That the past few days may have been an act of sorts?

I called out, already pulling away from the window. The door opened, and Alpha Austin walked in, as imposing as ever, but today his demeanor was a little unsettled. His blonde hair, still pulled back neatly, seemed a little more mellow. His ever-frightening eyes suggested something else: exhaustion? "William," he called out calmly. A little humbled. "Alpha." I responded as I bowed my head to greet him. "I'll keep it short. "There's going to be a wedding this weekend," he began, sitting down on a chair near the fireplace without waiting for an invitation. "It's the most important wedding in the Werewolves Pack."

What was the value of everything he received if he felt humiliated? When everyone leaves, and each of the Creek Pack members has gone to their new home, Alpha locks himself in his new office, and uses his new phone to call Alpha of alphas's secretary. - Good morning. I'm the alpha of Creek Pack. Do you already have an answer for me? - I'm glad you called. The Alpha of Alphas is mad at me because I couldn't contact you. - You don't have to contact me. I'll contact you. Do you already have an answer for me or not?

"My mother tried to rewrite the rules. The witches said she was 'unmade' by it. Roman, if I have to do what she did, if I have to face whatever is coming..." Roman turned onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow so he could look down at her. The moonlight caught the sharp line of his jaw and the intensity in his eyes. "You aren't your mother. And your father was a man who watched from the shadows. I am an Alpha. I don't watch from the shadows, and I don't let my people disappear."