Alpha Jaxon Novels & Stories

She squealed. "Are you crazy? What about Anthony's wellbeing?" "Oh please. He's a warrior, he'll survive." "This is Jaxon, have you forgotten that he single-handedly ruined a whole pack. Let me remind you if you've forgotten, He's the fucking blood-stained Alpha!" I yelled the last part and that seemed like comedy to Vera and Taylor's ears. "He's YOUR blood-stained Alpha. Think of something or seduce him...I don't know," she said that calmly before she cut the call.

I suggested to him with a shrug and a wink. He smiled ear to ear looking at me with an impressed look as he turned to Zane and said, “I really like this one! Lucky bastard!” he said, shaking his head. Just as Tessa was about to say something snippy to Ronan my phone rang. It was my brother Alex. I motioned them to keep silent for a while as I picked up the call, and greeted my brother: not so cheerfully, “Um, Hi Alpha, Is there anything you need?”

I tried to leave but he still made it impossible. "I can make things better for you Elora, I can make your life more interesting and worth living. Just beg for it and I will grant it wholeheartedly" He said arrogantly, I scrunched my face in disgust. Jaxon is Alpha Sage's heir. A 22-year-old with black hair and dark ice-cold eyes, just like his father's. Growing up with the Alpha's children hasn't been rosy, with bratty Sun always trying to prove she was better than me and with Jaxon bullying the heck out of me alongside his friends, I wouldn't say I had the best childhood memories.

“What’s your name, stupid Wolf?” “I’m Jaxon, beta of the Night Fang Pack!” he replied proudly. “It won’t be by my claws that you fall… You have no idea of the power of the supreme Alpha.” “Supreme Alpha? And where is this coward that he sends someone as weak as you?” I snarled, baring my teeth, lunging into combat with the enemy beast.

This is why I kept pushing her away—because she knows exactly how to hit me where it hurts. “You don’t get it, do you?” I whisper, barely able to contain my anger. “You don’t get that this isn’t just about you. It’s about me, Nina. About who I was. Who I’m supposed to be. I’m not some weakling you can fix. I’m not your project. I’m an Alpha.” She steps closer, her gaze unwavering. “You’re a fucking mess, Jaxon. And you need help. But you’re too damn proud to admit it.”

Jaxon promises his dad, even going to an extent of kneeling down to show how remorseful he is. "Tomorrow afternoon, son!" Alpha Waylon says then leaves the room. By the look of things, the Alpha can tell that Jaxon is serious and he's already remorseful. Well, he knows how to handle his son and since a promise is a promise, he'll definitely let him go as promised!

"Shift's not over, Vesper, where do you think you're going?" It was Jaxon, the lead Enforcer of the perimeter, he was six-foot-four of pure, aggressive muscle, his golden eyes glowing with the low-light vision of a predator, he leaned against the stone archway, his arms crossed, a cruel smirk playing on his lips, he had always hated me, mostly because he couldn't understand why a "Null" like me got to spend more time with the Alpha than he did. "I have my release papers, Jaxon," I said, my hand tightening on the strap of my bag, "Move aside."

They walked with the heavy, grounded gait of humans who had forgotten they ever had fur. Jaxon stepped out from the largest container. He looked older than he had twenty-four hours ago. His scars were deep, and his amber eyes were clouded with a weary, stubborn exhaustion. He was the Alpha of a pack that no longer existed, a leader of men who had lost their magic. "You're late, Maya," Jaxon said, his voice like grinding stones. He didn't offer a greeting. He just looked at my hand, which was still pressed against the key in my pocket. "Did you bring the heartbeat back, or just the ghost of him?"

Cassie is already sat at the far end, petting Snowie and offering her fish. Jaxon goes stiff beside me, taking a moment to look at everyone. Then he clears his throat and starts, “Thank you everyone for joining my family today for yet another Christmas feast. It is indeed an honor to serve you as Alpha.” “We heard you took on the seven, he's been quite a terror to the locals.” An aged man—I remember him as one of the elders—says to Jaxon as he throws a blueberry in his mouth and chews annoyingly. “Yes, I did.” Jaxon nods. “Although, we still have him on the run, but I assure you all, no harm will come to the pack.”

Still, I had to try. I lifted my hand to knock just as the door swung open from the inside. I tripped, startled. “oh, hi,” Jaxon muttered, steadying me with one arm before letting go just as quickly. He stepped past me, already dressed in his black uniform jacket, the one with silver trim that marked him as Alpha. I caught the faint scent of pine and smoke that clung to him and instantly hated myself for noticing. He glanced back, one brow raised. “Sheila. What are you doing here?”