Novelas y relatos de Alpha Jaxon

“Jina,” I exclaimed when she showed up at my door. “Serena, she smiled. I quickly went to hug her. “I missed you and I missed everyone,” I said. “I know, and we miss you too,” Jina said, looking worried. I can see what she feels inside. It’s not that she’s sad about my situation, she’s worried about the family's well-being. She’s worried about her husband and how their family and pack members would survive with the name that the Alpha Alexandro has defeated them. No wolf will be proud to live at the mercy of another wolf. I can understand why they are all so upset.

As Xavier tried to come up with a convincing response to Alpha Cole's suspicion, Jaxon appeared, coming to Xavier's rescue. "Alpha Cole," Jaxon greeted, stepping forward with confidence. "I apologize for the interruption, but I have urgent matters to discuss with Xavier. It is a private affair that requires his immediate attention." Alpha Cole's gaze shifted from Xavier to Jaxon, his suspicion evident. "And who might you be?" he asked, his tone tinged with authority. Jaxon bowed respectfully. "I am Jaxon, a trusted advisor to the Alpha King and his beta," he replied smoothly. "I assure you, Alpha Cole, this matter is of utmost importance and requires our utmost discretion. Xavier must attend

he said, his voice a velvet whisper that carried an air of authority. I mustered a smile, my heart thudding in my chest. "The pleasure is mine, Elder James." Dorian's hand rested gently on the small of my back, guiding me to the next person. "And this is Alpha Nicklaus, the leader of the neighboring wolf pack. He has a reputation for his unwavering loyalty and strength."

'But I, ' He tapped on his chest with his head raised high as he finally turned his intense gaze to me. 'Alpha Jaxon will not fall into their trap. ' I gasped, shaking my head. The only thing I heard in his statement was his name. 'Alpha Jaxon. ' A feeling I couldn't comprehend took root on the inside. The same feeling I felt when my mother told me stories of the same alpha Jaxon, the monster among men. How had I not put two and two together? He was the one and the same, the monster who instilled fear among the werewolf community. A man who committed mass murders and bathed in the blood of his vic

But I hated myself even more for letting him. As much as I despised him, I couldn’t deny the truth in his words. I had failed. Jake hadn’t even glanced at me the way he looked at Ayla, and the thought made my blood boil. What did she have that I didn’t? She was an omega, for god’s sake—a nobody. But maybe… maybe I was going about this the wrong way. Jake wasn’t the kind of man to be swayed by words or tears. He was an Alpha, powerful and dominant. He needed something more.

I just didn't know it would be one wielding an ambiance of power. "Jax." A voice thundered. "My old friend." I turned to the front of me to see a man I assumed was the Alpha of the pack standing proud with his members. "Aaron." Jax gave a brief smile as they embraced each other. "You ought to have given us some more time to prepare, my friend," he said as they parted. "I'm not a first-timer. You need not prepare so much for me." "Indeed." "Welcome, Alpha Jax of the Moonstone pack." The rest of the crowd bowed.

“The pleasure is all mine, s—Jaxon .” Dad glanced between Jaxon and me, worried. Maybe he finally realized that he’d thrown me to a wolf. Dad tried to intimidate my future husband with a dark look, but a sheep didn’t become a predator by wearing a wolf fur, and Dad had never been more than prey among the blood-thirsty monsters in our circles. Jaxon straightened, ignoring Dad, and motioned toward his companion. “That’s my right hand and Consigliere, Felix .”

I suggested. “I don’t like a bitch. I was about to change my mind to choose you as the mother of my heir, but since you’re bold and not intimidated by me, you will remain at the top of my list of choices,” he responded, making me regret that I decided to talk to him again. Alpha Jaxon was known for being possessive toward his prey, and the more I would act like I didn’t want him, he would do anything to chase me. He was like a predator who locked his attention to his delicious prey.

She was a whole lot weaker than I was, and I needed to get her out of here. "Let's go." "No one's going anywhere." A voice reverberated through the walls of the lab—the owner of the voice, Alpha Jaxon. He stood at the entrance of the lab, his arms folded as he watched us like a hawk. He looked the same as he did the last time I saw him, except now streaks of his hair appeared to be white. He must be against it, even if it wasn't showing. Other than that, he still looked bulked-up and big.

He stepped out causing the people waiting to gasp and talk among themselves; the men included. “Alpha Jaxon is so hot…” Someone muttered. He was considered the calm and collected one of all the Triplets. He wore a brown t-shirt, tucked into his navy blue pants. If anyone else had done this, they would probably have been seen as a nerd but on Jaxon, he looked like a Greek god. He had on a similar eyeglass like Jackson's except his was tinted brown and black. His dark was slicked and parted with gel. He looked like he was from old money.