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I nodded gratefully, relieved at this more palatable option. “Additionally,” Alpha Kai continued “You’re welcome to enrol in our local college and continue your studies. We have an excellent educational program here in the pack and they’re all free for members of any Alpha family. Just choose anyone that catches your fancy, okay?” I stared at him, not knowing how to react to this sudden show of kindness that I wasn’t used to. Also, I know being a member of an Alpha family is more reason why you should pay your tuition. If I were an Omega, I would consider it was because of that but I wasn’t. Why was the Alpha trying to make me comfortable or did he have something else in mind?

I stopped from laughing and looked at him intently and saw that he really didn't get what I said. “Y...You don't have restrictions?” I asked with widened eyes. He shook his head. “No, I don't have one. I can do what I want, whether it is for evil or for good, I can freely choose them. After all, I am the Alpha King. Alpha King's are not bound to any rules. They are also strong and magnificent.” Tsk. He is just praising himself. But I can't deny that what he said about himself was true.

The Alpha prince grumbles and got up and marched towards the door. But not before stopping at William's side and saying through grit teeth. “I shouldn't see her! Or I'll kill her!” He steps out and slams the door shut… William bows. “Thanks Alpha King” “Just one week!” Alpha King said. William nods quickly…a small smile on his lips. “You're dismissed!” William gets up and rushed out. * * Alexa's pov *…can I have your number?* I shook my head and rolled my eyes as I watched Micah flirting with the cashier.

He looked down and exhaled a soft breath. “ An Alpha King is a King because other packs swear allegiance to him, and take a blood oath. They remember him as their leader and always stay loyal to him. If they want to betray him or leave his side consciously, the blood oath would become poison in their bodies. It will kill them. ” He stated and looked up. “ How did they… ” I trailed off.

His tone was tense as he hissed the words at me. I opened and closed my mouth like a fish out of water. Was this temperamental Alpha really trying to come for me right now for looking at the person talking? "I um, – Excuse me?" I faltered, attempting to come up with an excuse for my actions before just completely giving up. I saw no fault in what I was doing, but there would be no reasoning with the Alpha. I had learned quickly, due to my time in the cells, that disagreeing never got you anywhere.

Lila Relief washed over me as I watched the entire pack acknowledge Miguel as their Alpha King. Alpha King Miguel, that's something I've wanted to hear for so long. I was skeptical about the plan from the beginning but gladly, everything went well and it was all over, finally. I could be with Miguel happily now.

Arthur can stretch his fingers as far as he likes; he won't reach my coffers. Clutching the hefty card, I was at a loss, "The limit, how much?" That was the private stash of the Alpha King himself. Frederick smirked at my naivety, then leaned in to whisper the most thrilling words of the day: "It's limitless. "The PIN? It's the date of that night. "Rosalie, spend it to your heart's content." His eyes blazed with the wild confidence of a leader at the apex of power. "Whatever you desire, it's yours. Even if you fancy buying the entire Jameson Group as a gift for me, I wouldn't mind."

Alpha Kingsley. Hell no. .

One with Maddox’s proud stride. And standing at the doorway were all four Alphas, smiling, wearing white. No war. No pain. No destiny. Just peace. Just family. Ava’s knees buckled. She wanted it. Gods, she wanted it. The Alphas’ Trials Each Alpha saw their version of paradise. Kellan was offered a battlefield already won, his warriors alive, his sister at his side. Damon walked into a house lit by soft firelight, his old pack whole again. Ronan heard his brother's voice in the wind, calling him to run, to be wild and free forever.

Cora The company-wide email hit my inbox first thing in the morning. Subject: “Our New Alpha King” I stared at the bold headline as the room around me seemed to go still. My coffee sat forgotten at my elbow, steam curling in lazy ribbons. A thousand unread messages blinked in the corner of my screen, but that one line was all I could focus on. Kingston had secured the majority vote. Effective immediately, he was now Alpha King. There was no exclamation point or dramatic fanfare. The email was just a line of simple, clinical text. But my chest still tightened as I read it again—and again.