Alpha Knot Novels & Stories

All of the Alpha's agreed to it very quickly deciding this would be the best Christmas gift to all. I was able to get two packs from overseas to help as well. One pack is from England, the Windsor Pack and the other pack is from Ireland, the Cavanaugh Clan. Alpha Ryan Windsor is the current alpha to the Windsor Pack and Alpha Declan Cavanaugh is the current alpha of the Cavanaugh Clan. Neither of them have found their mates yet. Alpha Ryan is in his mid twenties and Alpha Declan just turned thirty. Both of them have had trouble in finding their mates but that's a completely different story.

“He’s tall, stocky, wears a hoodie with a dragon on the sleeve. He has a tattoo under his right ear, of a–” “A snake,” I say, and I don’t understand. “But that’s not Kevin Baker.” He tips his head, smiles just a little. “That’s definitely Kevin Baker, Anna. I’d recognise him a mile off. I saw him skulking back along the lane a few minutes ago. I’d a good mind to pull over and demand to know what the fuck he’s doing round these parts.” He pauses. “But I think I know now. I think it’s pretty obvious. So why don’t you just tell me how you know him and we can get this mess straightened out?”

The plea for aid, tinged with vulnerability, reaches his ears, drawing his attention like a magnet pulling at his heartstrings. Pausing in his ascent, Alpha Kaden turns to face the source of the voice, his expression softening as his gaze falls upon Alexa, a young pack member in need of assistance. Her words, filled with a plea for help, resonate in the air, a poignant reminder of the interconnectedness that binds their pack together in times of need.

His cheeks flame when he remembers how rude he was for having demanded Alexander disregard their bond. Even if they didn't mean for it to happen, a bond is considered sacred in their culture. It's a deep connection similar to no other, a sign of true commitment. Adom had stomped over that notion with his every word. The thing he had inspired to have one day if he was blessed enough had dropped right into his lap and he had kicked it to the floor. It's just hard for him to believe he's bonded to another alpha, his whole life he's been taught about alpha and omega pairs. He's never even once stopped to consider the possibility of bonding with another alpha. Adom wonders what that would even be

What were they planning next? Tomorrow was the alpha meeting. Everyone would be showing up in the morning to discuss the current rogue threat. I was hoping we could all work together and come up with a solution to protect the smaller packs but wasn’t holding my breath. I dreaded these meetings. They always ended up being a cluster fuck because of all the strong personalities in the same room. The only exciting part was that my cousin, Jonah, would be there. It had been months since I last saw him. He was next in line to take over the alpha title from my uncle, Declan, at the Blood Moon Pack. Jonah was great, a bit on the serious side, but he had a big heart and a soft spot for me. I would al

I shouted my mate once again! "I'm sorry alphas" he said not looking sorry at all "but this meeting is useless, and I see no point on bickering on something that can be solved within seconds, papa and daddy I love David and I'm leaving with him as my mate and as his mate as the council law explains I already own everything he owns, and as the current alpha, I call for both packs to combine by the end of the week, their territory is big enough, and they have resources that will benefit all of us, and we have experience to benefit their warriors so any objections and I'm his Luna, so I own half of everything he owns and his ass?

Alexander was still on the floor. “Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack. Do you accept?” “Yes, I accept.” The den erupted in wild cheers and applause. Christian ran up to me and as I picked him up, he threw his arms around my neck. “You kicked his butt!” he said and then whispered ‘ass’ to me. I laughed. Malachi came over to me and smiled proudly as he hugged me. I looked over at Adara. She had tears in her eyes, but she stood back as the pack surrounded me.

“No doors to knock.” I glared at him over the rim of my bottle. “You’re lucky I didn’t stab you with a pencil.” Kael pulled out a chair and sat down, flipping one of the leather-bound books open. The pages were yellowed with age, the scent of parchment and mildew thick in the air. “You’re welcome by the way. I’ve been neck-deep in pack history since the third period. You owe me.” “For what exactly?” I asked raising a brow. “For this,” he said, tapping the page. “Old Alpha records, mate bond anomalies. There’s a problem.”

Alpha Kelvin, their uncle boomed. After the birthday greetings the siblings stood and slowly sniffed the air. Kruz tensed and followed the scent of his mate. When he found her, he stood on two legs hugging her in a loving embrace and gently licked her cheek. “MINE.!” He growled through the pack mind link. Keane giggled and hugged Ronan, giving him a kiss on his nose. “Looks like Kruz found his mate.” Alpha Kelvin said, “I think it would be a good idea for the three of you to go ahead and shift.” He said, with a smile.

I’d learned that, finally, in a dungeon with forty-seven ceiling stones and a broken mate bond that had been more honest with me than anything else in six months. Kael was looking at me with the expression of a man who had decided to let me speak before deciding what to do with what I said. Aria was looking at me with something more complicated. I looked at the dirt map. “The Alpha bond,” I said. “How much do you know about it?” “Enough,” Kael said carefully.