Alan Grant Novels & Stories

Good question. “The other times the Alpha has left to attend the Alpha’s Meetings, he had to take his Luna. Seeing as the Luna was… disposed… he took someone else. Since Alpha Shane has not found his mate, he would need to take his Beta and his Gamma,” Gamma Trent answered. “I would also advise you take your strongest warriors.” “Do I not look capable of protecting myself?” I asked. Trent looked toward Mave before bowing his head.

Why Alan sounded so reluctant to go to Anthony's house when Carol gave him those terms was all for a reason and it was because of the first impression. Anthony's first meeting with Alan happened a few days ago. Lunch break, canteen. In SOPA, snacks or lunches they buy them not using money but id cards such as the use of e-money of that kind. Alan's property is included in the scholarship program as a supporting facility that the school provides. If the cafeteria break time is usually full so to buy food they have to queue. While in the crowded queue Alan accidentally dropped his meal card. someone picks up faster before he manages to grab the card. The person reads the name indicated on the

Liana’s POV I turn my attention back to the alpha, observing his kilt crafted from vibrant red tartan. My eyes unintentionally drift down to his calves, which resemble thick tree trunks. I gulp nervously. “They’re the same, aren’t they?” he remarks. “So?”

Whatever is in that cup, it doesn't seem to faze him. I grind my teeth together to keep myself calm. "That's what this deal is all about. If it can really be classified as one." Rylan's eyes narrow. He's an Alpha who knows what he wants, and it will take a lot to sway him. There is no way he is going to agree to the idea I came up with when I first woke up. We are both as stubborn as each other, so I can assume there will be a lot of arguing in our future.

It was 12:06pm, the sun had almost peaked. “Close your eyes,” Dad said, “Feel the Goddesses.” I followed his command and tilted my head back, the heat of the sun falling on my face. “I, Alpha Leonardo Loren of the Stella pack, grant my full power and authority to my son, Cato Loren, when the sun reaches its solar noon on his seventeenth birthday.” Now it was my line. We’d rehearsed this dozens of times. “And I, Cato Loren, pledge my allegiance to the Stella pack and oath to use this power to help its people thrive and prosper. To stand by my side, I elect Elias Smith as my Beta and introduce Jessica Michaels as my Luna.”

The Devotion Pack has been almost empty, after the Alpha disappeared, and rumours of Phantom Wolves roaming around scared Pack members away. Adrian crosses him from the list. "How about Grayson?" I hesitate, lifting my head from where I was brushing lint off my jeans. Grayson? "Who's that again?" I ask. The name Grayson doesn't ring a bell in my head, which is strange, since I'm familiar with most Alphas. "Alpha of Freedom," Adrian informs me. No wonder. Shaking my head, I slip off the edge of the desk, and take the pen from Adrian's hand, proceeding to draw a thick red line over the name. My blonde haired assistant stares at me as I resume my spot.

he asked not letting Lance out of his sight. “Oh, yes… Of course,” Annalise said as she curled her arm around the guy who embraced her earlier. “Lance, I want you to meet a part of my family. These are my brothers, Jeremy and Brandon. Guys, this is Lance Hamilton. He owns ‘Hamilton Inc’ and he is the creator of ‘HL Sportswear’. I brought him here to talk to John.” Lance could swear her last words were said to make him feel bad for jumping to the wrong conclusions… again. He relaxed, smiled, and shook the hands of each man, enduring a painful grip from each.

I heard the door slam open and the object of my thoughts came in leaving it open behind him. "Ah, you're finally awake,” he said mockingly, his ruddy face giving me a sinister smile, "Okay, so I can tell you about my plans. In an hour, I will meet your faithful dog. He will give me what I want, I will give him what he wants. I’ll go very far and very fast and thus we will all come out winning, don’t you think?” Faithful dog? Alex. My heart beat wildly. Alex was alive and fighting for me.