Alpha Kieran の小説・ストーリー

He proceed to tell Jared. "You have to desert from her, if you still want to regain your alpha" He adviced Derrick. "I don't want to desert her, she is my mate, if i do? I don't know when i will meet another mate, i may not" Derrick lashes back at Jared. "Come here, you had to, i was the one who killed Lucy my former love, so as to just regain my name as an alpha" Jared spring out his long hidden secret just to convince Derrick to desert Jasmine.

"Send them in. But Kael?" "Yes, Alpha?" "Be prepared for anything." Kael nodded and hastened off to fetch the Nightshade Pack's leaders, leaving Thorne to wonder what this unexpected visit might entail. As Kael led the way, the Nightshade Pack's Alpha and Luna, Kieran and Lyra, strode into the clearing, their presence commanding attention. Kieran, the Alpha, was a tall, lean figure with piercing blue eyes and chiseled features, his dark hair slicked back to reveal a prominent widow's peak. He wore a tailored black coat with a silver pin adorning his lapel, exuding an air of refined sophistication.

Ronan will forever be the most exciting element in my life. First, there’s Kieran. My sweet, careful, hopelessly romantic Kieran, who is so obviously, painfully in love with the Redmaw savage he’s trying to pass off as a "strategic advisor." He’s definitely strategically advising his cock straight into Kieran on the regular. Which I love for my friend. He deserves happiness and copious amounts of excellent sex. He was blushing like a virgin bride, his polished Alpha-mask cracking every time Alexei looked at him.

Then I smile and say, sweet as poison, “You’re early for my coronation. The parade’s tomorrow. But I’m just the sideshow. You may remember the Alpha of this pack. Ronan Vale.” A ripple of muffled laughter runs through our wolves. Ronan’s jaw ticks. It’s not a big movement, but it cuts the air anyway. Kieran’s gaze slides to Ronan, then flicks away like it touched a blade. He recovers without so much as a blink. “Alpha,” he says, and it’s technically respectful while being, somehow, not. “Kieran of Silvercrest. I come with gifts and greetings from my father, Lord Cormac.” “Gifts,” Mara says dryly, stepping up on Ronan’s right. “How generous.”

He simply stood there, his face a mask of cold indifference, as if he hadn’t just shattered my world. “The Luna has made her choice,” Alpha Xavier’s voice boomed, cutting through the stunned silence. “And the Alpha line has responded. The demonstration is complete.” He rose from his throne, his presence dominating the hall. “Kieran, you are needed. A crucial pack mission awaits. Immediately.” Kieran’s head snapped towards his father. “But—Father! Astrid—” “Now, Alpha,” Xavier’s voice was laced with an undeniable command. “Your duty calls.”

The same bed— That held pieces of a life Eli no longer remembered. Kieran leaned forward. Resting his elbows on his knees. His hands came up— Running through his hair. For once— He didn’t look like the Alpha. He looked tired. “…You’re forgetting me again…” His voice was quiet. Not angry. Not demanding. Just… hurt. His eyes closed briefly. And for a moment— He let himself feel it. Not control it. Not bury it. Feel it.

He wasn’t like the rogues from before. He was… cleaner. Stronger. His eyes locked onto mine. And I felt it. Recognition. Not from me. From him. “Well,” he said, voice smooth, almost amused. “That was easier than expected.” Kael stepped forward, placing himself slightly in front of me. “State your name,” he said coldly. The man smiled. “Names are earned,” he replied. “And you haven’t earned mine yet, Alpha.” The insult hung in the air. Heavy.

ordered the Alpha. “Alpha, usually, you appear all cold and intimidating, like a menacing beast, but oddly, today, you feel melancholic. They say you are really angry today, but rather than that, you sound downhearted. You are not the type to admire a lake after all,” Serenity expressed. Kieran’s eyes narrowed at her. “You think you analysed me well.” Serenity grabbed on to Kieran’s hand and pulled it down. She sternly told him: “You said that you would not be getting mad at me.”

I didn’t mean to listen – oh, to hell with it, yeah, I did. “Amelia,” a male voice hissed, “it doesn’t matter now. I told you. You can be free.” I recognised our Luna’s voice as she replied, “You have to go.” “Why should I?” He inhaled a single, shaky breath. “It clearly doesn’t matter to him–” Luna Amelia cut him off. “Don’t you dare, Kieran.” Kieran? I fumbled through the members of our pack, picturing faces under names and – oh, fuck. Kieran was a Warrior Wolf. A Warrior Wolf who got teased for his scrawny legs and too-big torso.

I say, and Cassian’s eyes widen in shock. "Are you serious?" he asks. I frown at his reaction. "Why do you look so surprised? Do you know them?" I ask, and Cassian immediately nods. "Kieran is the Alpha who took Ronan’s place. He’s known for his ruthless rule and cruel ways," Cassian explains. "Then it’ll be easy to make him regret everything. I hate men like him. Trust me, Selene, you have enough strength now to destroy him," Cassian says confidently, and I can’t help but smile. His words always boost my confidence.