Alex Mercer Vs Cole Macgrath Novels & Stories

Isaac said, his voice thick with emotion. Confetti, black and crimson like dried blood and shadow, rained from the rafters. On the ice, the Warhawks were a huddle of fur and celebration. Isaac watched as Derek Coleman skated toward Santiago. There was no snarl, no shove. They bumped fists—a silent, Alpha-to-Alpha acknowledgment of the blood spilled. "That's the miracle," Camila said, pointing at the two rivals. "That’s for Mateo." Isaac watched as Santiago was handed the heavy silver trophy. He lifted it high, the light reflecting off his bruised, triumphant face. He kissed the cold metal, and for a fleeting second, his gaze swept the VIP section, searching.

“Alright boys. That is enough.” Marc stood up and separated them. “She will need an alpha male to defend her honor against Darin, not a beta.” Alec said. Colt jumped in and pulled Ace back before he could punch him. “ACE!” Dad commanded. “Go cool off!” Ace slammed the door open as he stormed out. Jacob followed him but Colt stayed. “Low blow, dude.” Colt said to Alec. “I’m not wrong. It will take Alpha blood to beat and alpha. I’m the best shot she has.”

I brought back the control I’d lost when they started becoming unstable. I trained every day until my muscles screamed and my mind felt like it was splitting apart. I learned how to breathe through the rage. How to focus through grief. How to pull power in without letting it consume me whole... And now? Now I’m ready to get back my mate. The meeting room is packed when I walk in. Micah and Jason had called a meeting and as Alec’s mate and Luna, I am obligated to be here. Alphas from allied packs, Betas and Gammas stand shoulder to shoulder. Warriors line the walls, armed and ready. Vampires sit in the shadows, watching with sharp, ancient eyes. Witches hum quietly to one another, magic thick

“It was a fucking street fight; if she used silver chains, it would have been legal. What the fuck, Sage?” “You have nearly a thousand wins under your belt, she’s coasting 250 wins in the featherweight section. So you losing to her is making us all look bad; because how the fuck did she knock you out, Creed?” he says, actually sounding worked the fuck up. “You’re an Alpha and she’s an orphaned Beta with no pack. What the hell happened out there?” “She’s my mate,” comes out before I can even stop myself and Sage’s eyes grow wide. “The Mate Bond Sighting clicked, and she took advantage of my distraction and surprise. She won fair and square, Sage.”

I must have been close to tears because my mom took my hand and said: “he would have been so proud of you; you will live out the dream for both of you.” I give my mom my best reassuring smile and nod. She is speaking of Alec, my boyfriend, well guess he is my ex now. We have been dating for more than 2 years. He died a couple of months ago. He made me this mug when he was teaching himself pottery. He had seen a movie where the guy teaches the girl how to make a pot and they ended up sleeping naked. So, he was determined to teach himself in order to teach me. I laugh at the memory. Alec died in a rogue attack. I could get there in time. Even though the actual warriors usually handled rogue at

His teeth had plunged into my hands but it was already healing allowing me focus on my next target, being a Beta had its benefits. Keeping a measurable distance between Alpha and I -incase he needed me- I fought the rogues that invaded. I could see Athi's shocked face and the scream of denial that felt her as she witnessed the truth. I prayed the Moon goddess was making the right decision in giving the Alpha a human mate.

And Alexandro had every reason to win. Maeron struck with a dark blade that screamed with every swing, but Alexandro dodged and retaliated, claws slicing deep into Maeron’s chest. A roar erupted from his throat as he drove his opponent back, blow after blow, until finally he landed the hit that changed it all—a feral strike across the heart. Maeron staggered. Blood gushed from his side as he dropped to one knee, panting, coughing up the centuries he had cheated death. He looked up just in time to see Serena above Solmyra, her foot pressing the witch down, her hands ready to end it all.

“No you brought that upon yourself digging into his private affairs,” “No Dwayne you torched me onto him so you could rid me of the Isla Martago name because you think I’m some slut that’s ruined your precious name. No matter what you do I’ll still be your daughter and people will also look down on you because of my slutty ways,” “Don’t fucking talk to me like that again, you will not like the consequences Whitney what Marcus done to you before was nothing compared to what I will let him do, I made him take it easy on you.”

When Peyton heard his Alpha suggestion, he spilt the water out of his mouth, landing it on Marco's face and widened his face in shock. "Excuse me, what did you say?" He asked in front of his Alpha while Marco glared at him, Huxley and Eleanor tried to not laugh, Cole is...just here, watching the scene like a spectator. "Well, Cole said it would be easy to ask her to be my girlfriend, if she doesn't accept my proposal then I will kidnap her." Max shrugged. "What the fuck? I never said that!" Cole shouted, he turned toward Peyton who gave him a death glare.