Alpha Lockwood Novels & Stories

Yolanda goes on, “but....Our pack was so small that we surrendered before he could even invade. As a gesture of goodwill, Jericho left our old Alpha in charge. “He shouldn’t have done that. Alpha Nico is a bad man. A very bad man, and he hates Jericho.” “So your Alpha just does what he likes?” Yolanda nods. “Alpha Jericho put very strict laws in place, but Nico finds ways around them.” The girl absentmindedly scoops up some eggs and nibbles on it before she leans closer and lowers her voice. “Can I tell you a secret?” “Sure.” “My father was the Gamma of Stonewood,” she whispers. Her voice is so soft that I have to strain to hear her. “Our Alpha arranged the marriage. He thought it would be a

The weight of his guilt bears down on him as he averts his eyes, acknowledging the alpha's authority. “Uncle, Kaden…Blaze is -” Alexa, driven by her loyalty and concern for Blaze, attempts to interject and plead for leniency. However, her words are halted by the alpha's raised hand, a gesture that dismisses her pleas without even a direct glance in her direction. Her heart sinks as she realizes that her uncle, Alpha Kaden, has made up his mind.

Little did he know that the alpha was grinning once more, pleased to have received a response from Ciel, as he had assumed that the response he would only receive would be "none of your business." The little omega quickly took a bath and also got dressed inside the bathroom since he was not comfortable with going out with only a towel on his body. After getting dressed, he went back to his room and grabbed his bag and wallet, then went out of his room again. When he reached the living room, Maverick wasn't there anymore. He just shrugged and did not bother to know where the alpha was, and he definitely didn't have any intention to let the alpha know he was leaving. Such a thing did not even

Mariah POV The sunlight streamed through the large windows of the packhouse, hitting the polished wood floors in golden stripes. Today wasn’t just any day. Today was the day Nick and I would stand before our pack and declare ourselves Alpha and Luna. The weight of the responsibility, the honor, and the love between us pressed against my chest, and for the first time in months, the nerves didn’t feel heavy—they felt alive.

Before I could know what he was trying to do, Liam's hand shot out and grabbed my arm, dragging me to where Jeff was standing. "Actually, Jeff," Liam said smoothly, pulling me back beside him, "I'd like you to meet Darell Blackwood. You must have heard about him, right?” “Of course I have. The supreme alpha of the US.” Jeff smiled, his eyes glittering with admiration as he stretched out his hand for a handshake. “It's an honor to meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.” I accepted his handshake. “Same here.” “But how do you know…”

Father kept talking about the coronation of the silver pack, petering about it , saying I must go.I had no choice. My beta Levi came in, he was my childhood friend, his father was the formal beta of our pack , he decided to take over and I also took over from my father as the Alpha of Lockwood pack.

My wolf whimpered in denial. “She doesn’t even know what you are to her,” I muttered, disgusted. “Pathetic.” “Alpha,” Xavier my right hand man and sworn brother said beside me, stepping forward cautiously. “If she’s your mate, we need to release her before He takes control.” One of the guards moved forward, fumbling with the ropes. He yanked her shoulder too hard and she cried out. I didn’t move, but my eyes flashed red. My wolf surged forward, furious. " I'm sorry, Alpha" He said, face pale, shaking like a leaf, seeing I don't say anything, he retreated fast another taking his place.

A warlock, maybe, because I couldn’t really place his scent, and he certainly wasn’t a shifter. And I immediately dismissed the second man. He had the trying-to-look-expensive-and-failing necktie beloved of middle management everywhere, and a faux-brass nametag with the casino logo on it. No one important wore a nametag. But the third guy. Once my gaze caught on him, it stuck. Everything about him screamed alpha, from his height and broad-shouldered build to his very faintly glowing eyes, and everything in between. And he had that presence. You couldn’t fake it.

“I thought you were done with this. With wolves. With pack politics. With all of it.” “I am done with it.” “Then why are you letting that little girl drag you back?” She downed the scotch in one swallow. “With her silly problems? Her dramatics? She shows up here and suddenly you’re playing Alpha again? Training her? What’s next, Alexander?” “Nobody’s dragging me back into anything.” Alexander’s jaw tightened. “I’m helping her the only way I know how instead of watching her suffer.” “Suffer?” Vivian’s smile turned cruel. She poured another drink. “She’s twenty years old with a roof over her head and someone cooking her meals. What exactly is she suffering from?”

I turned and looked around, my eyes met a pair of hazel ones. “Who's that man?” I asked Kate, gesturing at the tall blond who refused to look away. “Oh, him? That's Ethan. He's the Alpha of Raven claw pack. A notorious tyrant and a well-known douchebag who chases anything in a skirt” she wiped the cream off my lips with her thumb. “If you come across him, avoid him like the plague” “You think he's going to hit on a pregnant lady?” “He has been in a silent competition with Lukas for years. He would do anything to have what he has. Not only that. He's dangerous too. I heard his pack practices black magic”