Romans & histoires Alpha Amarah Chapter 11

I had dishonored myself. But I'd done it to save my people. "Sometimes being a good Alpha means being a bad person," I said quietly. "And sometimes being a bad Alpha means being a good person," Marcus responded. "Which one are you, Elias?" Before I could answer, the fire reached the edge of the clearing. The figures walking through the fires became clearer, and my blood ran cold. It was Amara. But her eyes were totally black, and power radiated from her in waves that made the air itself feel dangerous.

“Is the the. . . .” “The son of Alpha Salvatore, yes.” Amari stands next to me. “But he’s in our side. What happened to you? Did they hurt you?” “Yes,” she breathes out, and Chiara has to help her sit up. “I found their little camp not far from here, and they found me lurking. I was meant to just scout them from afar but I didn’t realize that they had people all over this area. They beat me up badly, but I found my way back here. I ended all of the men in that small camp after they told me what they’re planning, and they said they were planning to invade us.”

“You will not find safety by breaking what is already bound.” The sister lifted her hand and pressed her palm over the mark at Amarah’s collarbone. The Alpha pulled hard against the wolves holding him back. “Amarah,” the sister said quietly. “Forgive me.” She drew her other hand across Amarah’s skin. A thin line of blood traced her fingers and the mark beneath her palm began to burn. The same heat flared at my own collarbone, sharp enough to steal my breath. The sister inhaled, as if pulling something into herself and the ground moved beneath us. Amarah’s body tensed once. The Alpha’s voice rose sharply as something between them broke apart.

She cleared her throat before she spoke. “Listen, Warrior Witches has infiltrated our territory, okay? The bombing and explosions are just a stint to drive away the Warrior Witches so we could escape and evacuate. Lane and his team will arrive but I need you to calm down first, okay?” “They’re coming? Lane?” She nodded slowly. “Yes.” Relief invaded my system. Amara guided me to the cabin. I slumped my body on one of the beds. Even after drinking Amara’s blood, the energy it fueled my body only lasted for minutes. Now, I feel my body weakening and aching again.

Amora. We were back from the hunt, which almost got us all killed. Alice, Suki, Dami, Kate, Dami and I were presently in the living room. As we drafted our plans, to know who that man was. Dami was a good artist. I had brought her a sketching board. We were all standing around the board, watching as she tried to sketch out the face of the man who had attacked us with a community of rogues. The man who wants to rule heptadria, the man who wants every Alpha to bow to him.

As the twins grew, their laughter and smiles illuminated the pack's atmosphere, spreading warmth and harmony. Valtor and Zara, now robust toddlers, blossomed under the loving care of their family and pack. Their curious nature and playful antics brought endless delight. With peace reigning supreme, Alpha Kael, Kieran, and Jackson embarked on diplomatic journeys to neighboring packs, addressing state matters and strengthening alliances. Unbeknownst to them, an innocent-sounding invitation from the distant Ravenwood Pack concealed a sinister plot. "Welcome, esteemed Alphas," Ravenwood's Alpha, Cassius, wrote. "Let us forge unbreakable bonds and secure our packs' futures."

I shouted, she will just hurt herself, I know what kind of creature he is and she won't win over him whether she likes it or not. He's a vampire and fire is his element, but which clan does he belong to cause trouble in a werewolf pack? There's a rule that vampires should never start a war against werewolves and vice versa without enough reason or else that clan will be erased in this world. Isn't he aware that he's all alone and he might die any moment from now? Oh, I get it, he used Blade's face because he knows that they will never hurt their alpha. He has a great mind but he will never succeed in trying to fool me. Azmariah Denise Cole should be added to the list of these werewolves that

She gripped her coffee, feeling an uneasiness in her chest as she felt his hard gaze on her. “It was pointed out to me that you are at the right age to have your own hunting ground. So, that’s what I did. It’s small, and from what I have been able to gather, supposedly the Rogue Alpha is located there. It’s nothing definitive yet, but you’ll be going there to scout. You will not be taking any further action until it’s confirmed the Alpha lives there. Once confirmed, I’ll come up with back up and finally end this stupid rebellion.” He grumbled, his eyes moving away from her as he scratch his unkempt goatee. Amira took a glance at Leyla again who was sipping her coffee, but the corners of her

(25). When Alpha meets Omega . Chapter 25: forever and always . Ricardo completes his patrol but his mind isn't in it. Instead he's consumed by guilt, angry at himself for abandoning his pack, condemning them to life under an alpha that could care less if they live or die. It very easily could have been Leo or Mimi’s going hungry, or Mimi and Lara’s little pup crying because of an empty belly. It makes Ricardo’s stomach twist, a tightness in his chest as he lopes back to camp.

I was comfortably sitting in my chair, my posture straight, my chin up but my heart aching for Savia. I could tell from the looks that they didn’t like seeing me this calm. They were expecting me to be all shaky and crying. I was not that girl anymore. “Listen to her, she is still defenin---,” I had managed to piss off Zion this time. He was walking my way to point at me when we heard some commotion from the foyer. “Tell your alpha who has arrived to have a word with him,” the loud, deep, and heavy voice with an aura of darkness belonged to the alpha King Aramis.