Alpha Kieran Novels & Stories

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.

Serenity chuckled and teased, “Oh? Our big bad Alpha had grown to become quite generous. I am impressed.” Kieran hugged Serenity. “All thanks to you. I do not know what I would have been doing without you, my dear mate.” “Eh? You used to think that I am a trouble and wanted to kill me off. Now, you take me to be a treasure? Alpha, you are eating your own words. Does it not sting you?” Kieran smiled and shook his head. “I also learned recently that I can be very much shameless.” Kieran placed his hand on her cheek and brought his face close to her, about to kiss her when the door opened and Jane stepped in before being about to remove her shoes.

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.

How could he be so calm about this? “Kieran,” I said slowly, trying to keep my voice steady, “the professor told me everything. He said you’re the former prince of the Astral pack. That you’re supposed to be their Alpha.” The teasing light in Kieran’s eyes dimmed instantly. He pushed off the wall and walked over to the small sofa by the window, sinking into it with a sigh. For a moment, he didn’t say anything. “Kieran,” I pressed, my voice quieter now. “Is it true?”

"Don't worry about Kieran. He's known for a while." I snap my head up. Known? Known what? He keeps pumping his finger, smirking at my shock, his wolfish grin shadowed by fangs. "You think Kieran doesn't know about us? Tch, he's a top-tier Alpha. You think you can hide from his nose?" He pulls out, then thrusts back in, adding his middle finger. "Ah!" I moan, unable to stop. Taking advantage of my daze, Jarek bites my lip, sharp canines grazing until his fingers slide smoothly inside me.

“Not disappointed. Pissed. Because of him.” “Your brother,” Aria said softly. Kieran’s gaze darkened, his whole body tensing beneath her. “Yeah. I don’t talk about him for a reason. He’s a waste of space. A leech. He’s always wanted power but never cared for the pack. A real Alpha gives everything. He only takes.” Aria hesitated. “Where does he live?” Kieran exhaled through his nose. “He met his mate a few years back. She’s the daughter of the Alpha of the Ironclaw Pack.”