Alpha Griffon Knight Novels & Stories

One of the golden chairs belonging to the Vanguard was still empty, which immediately sparked a disgruntled buzz. “Vanguard is getting more and more impudent,” grumbled the Alpha of the Griffin Pack, a middle-aged man who was Bloodmoon's old ally. "Since Master Oswald was paralyzed, they sent his illegitimate Omega grandson to finish off the legitimate Bloodmoon without the Assembly's permission. This is a violation of aggression."

I might've overestimated our chances. Out from the woods, the Alpha of the Celestial Pack walked as if he was king. Behind him were werewolves and behind them, as well as on the sides, were hundreds of warriors and creatures and I knew these weren’t all of them. ”Alpha James Knight.” He cooed as he walked up on the field. The one thing that bothered me most about the Alpha of the Celestial Pack was the fact that he was a pussy, a scared little boy in a grown man's body who couldn't ever take on a fight alone.

"Goodmorning ladies and Gentlemen!..." I commence. Every eyes were fixed on me and flashes started to appear. "I am Knight Alfaro Archangel, your Prince Alpha and the son of the King Alpha Kade Alfaro Archangel. Tonight, I am here to clarify the intent of the weekly mating event that I have conducted and is at its process of execution." I took a remote and turn my body slantly tot he side where the big Projector is on. I have prepared a presentation of my own because this is part of my job- providing clarity.

I had just proclaimed her mine in front of Sophia and I realized that had turned the heat between us down and it seemed that was the reason he had given me that chance to weigh out his options in dominating and coming to the surface. I pulled him back on track but not without letting out that aura, pheromone from the pure breed Alpha, enough to turn the pack members to their knees. We are stronger than the Crescent pack when it comes to strength and connections. We had an upper hand after they suffered from the death of Seraphina and since then, they haven't gotten any replacement, they are nothing compared to us. We solve the minorities and majorities economic crises of the outer and the wo

The knock repeated itself in the same formal pattern-two knocks and three seconds of wait. Arcie left for the door. A scraggly bald servant, already in his garb, stood there. He bowed curtly and relayed his message: "The Alpha seeks your presence at the Grand Court, together with her majesty and heiress, Luna Ava" he turned in my direction and bowed curtly. "He will be glad if you don't keep him waiting" with that said, he bowed a second time, turned and left. "After you," Archie said. She looked in my direction and shrugged.

“Warriors, I hope we haven’t been lagging off in my absence?” “No, Alpha,” everyone said in unison, a symphony of heavy masculine voices. “We will see,” Asher said. “Graham, Reed…anything we need to worry about?” I wasn’t sure, but I noticed his eyes narrow at the leader of the warrior for a second. “No Alpha,” Graham shook his head. He was a hefty guy with slick blonde hair, tattoos and piercings and gave off really evil vibes. “Just a few rogues here and there. Nothing out of the ordinary,” he added.

If Maddox strikes again, it will be here. I grab my bag and step out, the air sharp and clean, nothing like the smoke and blood I have come to associate with these places. That alone twists something in my chest. They do not know what is coming. Two patrol wolves catch my scent before I even reach the main path. They appear from the trees in human form, guarded but not hostile, their eyes tracking every move I make. “I am here to see the Alpha,” I say evenly, keeping my hands visible. “My name is Griffen.”

The vein in his forehead was sticking out, and I eyed it with concern, hoping it wouldn't burst because of me. "I promise that where I went was safe! The attack on Ethan had been personal! That rogue wasn't after anyone else! If he had been, he would have attacked others by now!" My argument fell on deaf ears, and I had to resist making a face as I referred to Greyson as 'that rogue.' It sounded dirty and wrong. He wasn't just a rogue. He was an Alpha. He was also mine for right now, and he was a good man, not some feral beast who had been banished from his pack for committing some heinous crime.

Chris said in disgust. Jake was too calm,dangerously calm as he stood up from his seat and walked towards us.He stood in front of the men holding the injured wolf.He licked his teeth visibly as if they were itching to rip into something. "You laid your hands on my mate,yes?" The man nodded daring not to look the Alpha in the eye.Jake tightened his jaw and snapped his head at me as if suddenly realizing that I was in the room. "Come,"he said sternly and I walked to him.He held my jaw looking at me and slowly he put his finger on my bruised lip.I didn't wince because it did not hurt anymore. He kept his finger there for a few seconds and returned his gaze to the injured wolf. "Do you know the

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.