Alice Country Hearts Novels & Stories

and like luck knew when to turn on me It was Alice , my soon to be mate , well let's say she is the perfect girl in the pack , my dad thought it would be good that the next alpha should have the best and she was the best , beautiful , first ,strong , and the most sensitive ability eyes beautiful enchanting eyes, she never needed smell with eyes like her she could see heat up to a mile away and she could see through walls too meaning no hiding from her if she decided to look for you "Coming Alice , " I grabbed the blanket on my bed a threw it over Eve , ••please work ••• I thought to myself and opened the door

All because I wore a mask. I looked at Ami again. Silent. Still. So unlike the curious, bubbly girl she once was. After what our father did to our family... after what men like him did to women like Mom... I promised myself I'd never fall for someone like Jace. While I was watching the video of Jace throwing a punch, my phone rang. It was Alice, my schoolmate and the Daughter of an oil tycoon. She only kept me close so she could pass her classes. She was ashamed of me in school and wouldn't say hi when Jace and the rest of his crew were around because she had a massive crush on him. And since Jace didn't like me, she didn't want him to see us together, thinking it would ruin her chances.

Instead, a smug smirk crossed her face. “You know it’s rude to eavesdrop.” She told me “Not when the one talking is full of lies and shit,” I answered as I applied my lipstick. “Excuse me?” Instead of answering her, I looked at Carla in the mirror and smiled at her. “Alice and Jace didn’t have sex. Jace was with me the whole night on a video call, while Alice was probably somewhere in the packhouse naked, waiting for Jace to come home after she forced herself to stay in the packhouse. If you want to hear the full story, I’m up for it, but not now since I have to keep clinging to Jace so Alice will not take him away from me. Because Alice really scares me. She has the makings of a stalker and

"I'm being a bitch. Sorry, I'm just not in the happiest of moods." "It's fine," Alice shrugged and suddenly glared at the packet of cheese in her hand. "Why won't you scan, you annoying lump of dairy!" Tai raised her eyebrows. "You're scanning the wrong side." "Oh... Right," Alice coughed and threw the cheese aside. "Well, I'm sure I'll see you around on Monday. I'm Alice." "I can't wait," Tai said sarcastically. "This town has a lot of drama," Alice said. "It may be small, but that doesn't mean it won't feel like you've just walked into a young adult fiction book.

I felt my heart rate increase the closer I grew to the lobby, hoping desperately that I'd catch sight of a straggler wolf or the scent of another who fell behind. Like usual, the narrow halls opened up into the wide room of the lobby and I almost had a heart attack of relief when I saw a large mass of werewolves scattered around the room, impatiently checking watches or tapping their feet on the white marble floor. I swam into the pool of people, glad not to have been an interruption or distraction. When I looked up, searching for where the higher-ranking werewolves were, I noticed the present Alpha and his Luna standing near the gigantic door that led outside. Judging by the hostile murmurs

The gavel didn't bang. The hammer didn't fall. Instead, the decree was spoken with a voice as soft and cold as falling snow. "The Alpha is compromised," Lady Miya announced. She didn't shout like Philia. She didn't need to. Her presence was like a vacuum, sucking the noise and the warmth right out of the air.

I pressed a hand to my chest where the bond pulsed sharp, painful, and confusing. Mate. He was my mate. And he rejected me. The pain wasn’t merely emotional. It felt physical, like claws dragging across my heart. But as I cried, something within me solidified. Rylan Wolfe could deny fate as much as he liked. Yet fate never stopped for anyone. Not even an Alpha who thought he could run from the moon.

My heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst through my ribs. At the door, my breath hitched. Charles looked at me gently. “He will be happy to see you.” I nodded slowly, gripping my hands together. I pushed the door open. The scent of sickness hit me first. And there he was. The Alpha King. Pale. Weak. Struggling to breathe. My heart cracked. “Anne,” he whispered when he saw me. And for the first time since I left the pack… Tears spilled freely down my cheeks.