Alpha Artist Proof Mtg Collection Novels & Stories

' He turned to me with his curved eyebrow lifted up. 'Fucking mind your own business! ' 'Woah Alpha! ' The beta raised his hands in the air and took a step back. His wolf recognised his raging alpha. The aura that oozed out of him was almost palpable. 'Be thankful to the moon goddess that Janette loves the pup she's carrying. ' I felt as if a spear had been stabbed in my heart.

And in Woodhidge-high, the most notorious bully was Clenk. Clenk Harris was a seventeen year old werewolf whose parents were quite rich. He was by miles, the strongest werewolf—his age—in town. His strength was just a gift to him, he wasn't a leader of any sort, yet he was an Alpha. He was born an alpha. Alphas generally get their level of authority and power after they have invested in leading a particular pack or killing another alpha werewolf. However, there aren't many alphas anymore because there wasn't any pack to rule. Over time, the werewolf culture has been forced to go through changes and series of phases because of the intimidating ever-growing nature of the humans. While, werewol

I snap out of my thoughts and ask the question that has been eating at me, “What are the terms for either of you winning?” Dad leans forward, staring at the floor in front of him, elbows on his knees just staring blankly at the floor. “Mia, just know he is Alpha now and that also means I have little say.” Sweat starts to bead on his forehead and I can feel what he is about to say he needs to but every fiber is telling him not to. “Alpha Austin has declared that if I win I will retain my title and our family will retain the title of Beta.” I hold my breath waiting for the next shoe to drop. “And of Alpha Austin wins I will be stripped from the title and he will give it to another household.”

She was a part of this pack now, and she would do whatever it takes to protect it. The tension within the pack continued to grow, and despite their efforts, Jessica and Lucas had yet to uncover the root of the problem. As they worked together to investigate, Jessica couldn't help but feel drawn to her alpha. His strength and confidence were alluring, and she found herself struggling to resist him. One evening, as they walked through the forest, Lucas reached out to caress Jessica's arm. She flinched at his touch, her body tensing as she withdrew from him. Despite her desire to submit to her alpha, she knew that she had to maintain a professional distance.

Regardless of the rogues' best efforts, it was evident that they were not fit for the alpha. The alpha rushed forward with a ferocious snarl, his jaws locking over the throat of the surviving rogue, finishing the conflict in a burst of blood and anger. Breathing heavily, the alpha stood over his opponents' dead bodies, his chest heaving with the effort. As he stared down at his fallen opponents, his eyes sparkled with a vicious triumph, his control over the pack reinforced. He carried the two rogues out of his borders and returned to where he left Luna. When Luna saw Alpha’s terrified look, she got scared. Alpha recognized that and tried to come her down. He urged her to go back to the packh

Nothing in my life had ever been this calm. Beta Xavier already informed me that the Alpha was away on a mission and would be returning today. His voice had sounded steady, but his eyes had lingered on me for a moment too long, as if he knew that the Alpha’s arrival would change everything. I tried to erase the thought before it grew too loud in my mind. After all, the Alpha had paid for me. Paid my father. That truth sat like a stone in my chest.

He was pretty sure almost every Alpha who had accompanied Elder Raven had one thought in mind — banish the ruling king and crown another. "Yes, what you heard is true," Xavier answered bluntly, matching their astonished looks with his impassive one. He wouldn't hide Erica's identity now. His mind involuntarily veered back to his mate. Was she alright? "This is unacceptable," Alpha Moran stood up, his face contorted in anger. "What is?" Xavier asked. "You-you sit here and tell us something that is...as if we are talking of weather! I don't want to serve a king whose mate is a mage," Alpha Jason said, his tone dripping with disgust.

At least not officially. The pack itself is real. I verified that much. Moonwater Pack exists and Alpha Franklin is absolutely their alpha. So some pieces are legitimate. That’s what makes this whole thing even more frustrating. Every time I pull on one thread, something checks out while three other things don’t. Earlier this morning I spent hours researching everything I could find. I tried contacting Alpha Franklin directly. No answer. So I tried again. Nothing.

My legs shake under my wet clothes. "The Supreme Alpha King wants you to take this," Alaric says. He gives me the paper. His face is like ice. I open it fast. My eyes look at the big words. It says Eternal Moonmark Break. "He wants to break our pack bond?" I scream. I am so confused. "We never even met!" "Yes," Alaric says. "You sign this, and the Corvinus Moonfang Pack keeps the fifty million resources from three years ago. You get nothing else."

"Your claim has been nullified. She belongs with the Blackwood Pack now." Alpha Foster snatched up the papers, scanning them before his face twisted with rage. With a roar, he tore the documents to shreds, the pieces fluttering to the marble floor like confetti. "This isn't real," he snarled. "You've forged these documents. The Council would never—" "Call them," Alex challenged. "See what they say." Alpha Foster lunged forward suddenly, reaching for my arm. "You're coming home with me now," he growled, attempting to use his Alpha command on me.