Alpha Amarah Chapter 11 Novels & Stories

“There might be more of a response if you contacted them directly. You know how they feel about werewolf society and hierarchies.” Damn it! I threw down the reports that I was looking over. He was right. I hated dealing with the hunters and their society. They were cowards, hiding behind stolen magic of witches they’d hunted down in the past. If it wasn’t for the need for peace, I would have happily moved toward wiping them out. As alpha of the strongest pack in North America, I knew that I could unite our packs and rid our continent of them if I really wanted to. But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters?

Amari says handing me a cup of one of those her black bitter herbal drinks and I wrinkled my nostril in disgust. “Drink up Talitha the Alpha would want you to.” she urged. My cheeks burned hot and my womanly folds throbbed with pain and excitement at the mention of the Alpha everything he did at the harem playing through my head. “The Alpha was here all night. He left at the break of dusk. He cares for you.” She adds as she successfully pulls the cup into my palms while helping me to sit up to sip the drink slowly. Care? Never! Amari has no idea how much the Alpha would see me six feet on the ground. The only reason he was up was to mock me when I woke up but he gave up before I did.

Yet Kayla was completely shocked when I told her Zach wasn’t her brother but her cousin. Saturday arrived and bang on 10am I was mind linked to say Alpha Zach had arrived. I ordered Charlie, Kayla and Alexander to be on the decking with me to greet them. As we stood there not speaking, a group of my men escorted three others towards us. I had no idea which one was the Alpha and as I introduced myself, a large, well built man introduces himself as Alpha Zach and steps forwards but not towards me, towards Charlie, he bows his head and drops to one knee “Good morning my Queen”

I said uncomfortably and placed out my hand to stop him. It had the opposite effect. He took my hand and leaned his large mouth with all his big teeth forward. His hard lips touched the backs of my fingers. I tried to snatch my hand away, but he kept ahold of it. “I swear my allegiance to you, Tara Layton, The Promised, the wielder, the bringer of peace. My breath, my blood, my life.” He dropped my hand, stood, and stepped back. Another guttybrew took his place. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, but Talon held me in place with gentle pressure around my back.

“Yes, like that. My Alpha wasn’t nice to me either. A few months ago, he gave me to another Alpha as a… peace offering.” The boys looked confused. “What’s that?” Andre asked. “It’s when one Alpha gives something valuable to another Alpha to make them stop fighting,” I explained, trying to simplify the concept. “In this case, Omegas are valuable because we can have babies.” The boys exchanged a look, then nodded in understanding. “Mommy Zara said that,” Andre said. “But our old Alpha didn’t want us because we’re weak.” A low growl escaped me before I could stop it. “That’s not true,” I said firmly. “Good Alphas love their pack members for who they are, not what they can do.”

Amari's question was met with silence. "That's what I thought. Allow me to introduce myself to you formally. My name is Amari Winters from the Blood Moon Pack. I have been trained my entire life to replace my father as the Alpha once he steps down. With that being said, I demand a certain level of respect, or you'll meet the unfortunate fate of our dear pack member, Zoe." "You are not a pack member!" Someone else shouted.

In one hand I wanted to do what was right for mums sake, but the thought of the Alphas punishment had me wanting to know exactly how he would punish me. Father used to whip those who were insubordinate, to show the rest of the pack to respect his authority. But the way alpha said I'd be punished really made me what to know how. I drank my coffee and ate the brownies, while I fingers through the booklet alpha sat on my bed yesterday, I wanted to know what exactly he changed. As I flipped the pages I noticed most things were the same, respect the alphas authority, blah blah blah then I came to the new rules: every from the age of 16 were to go to training, no defiance within the pack. Then I

The people from his pack and people he has forced to join his pack. " Alpha Asher. This message is for you. You stood in my way and this is what happened. All you had to do was hand the girl over. But you couldn't do this. So all this blood shed is on your hands." Jackson announced and the camera pulled back to reveal a human town somewhere in Kentucky with human bodies littered all around him and his people.

I beckoned and the follow everyone who is trying to escape, every one of them and it didn't matter if it was the Luna, her daughters, sons, maids, slaves—one by one, my men finished them off. I focused on Johan and ran after him, my weight pushing him to the ground as I press him down, glaring and growling at him and he shifted back, frowning and I did the same. "You shouldn't have come here, Adrian," Johan says, his voice dripping with contempt. "You know what happened the last time you crossed into my territory." "I remember all too well," I reply, my voice cold and hard. "But this time, things will be different." Johan laughs, a cruel sound that echoes through the clearing. "You are fooli

As an adult now, I could, but I couldn’t admire it when I knew only hatred lived within the walls. I was simmering in my own kind of hatred. The fire situation and Steph’s mere presence in my life did not—and I couldn’t emphasize that enough—require the Twelve to oversee or determine any kind of fate for her. Kellen parked and turned off the car. We all held our breath, so stressed that no thoughts came to mind. Because I was born to be Alpha, I spoke first. “Let’s get this shit over with.” For once, Amaris didn’t scold me.