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"It was a herbs picker who found me in the forest and treated my wounds," Henrietta waved a hand dismissively. "Yes, yes, I've heard your sob story. But it's too convenient, isn't it? Just when Nicholas is out of the picture, you suddenly reappear. And now you claim that he's dead?" She leaned in closer, her eyes flashing with malice. "I don't believe you," she hissed. "I speak the truth," she said, her voice steady despite the fear that gnawed at her insides. "The Alpha is dead. And I have come to bear witness to his passing."

It was Alpha, and boy, did it smell really amazing, like home. Allen shook her head as she tried to concentrate on Ohm's scent, which was barely there, and before she could get it, she was tackled on the ground and was now laying on her back with another wolf pinning her down. The wolf was huge, and it smelled like the same alpha she had been smelling before. The wolf's fur was black with a reddish tint, and his eyes were gold. He was gorgeous, and Allen had never seen a wolf like that before. When Allen looked up, she saw the Alpha growling at Allen and showing his canine teeth. Allen whimpered and closed her eyes. She knew this was a bad idea. She should not have run after Ohm, but of cour

There’s no way, I’ll fool myself and meet him, his aura is screaming non-approaching, and I wouldn’t want any disgrace or give the pack something to talk about for weeks. “Don’t be silly,” Alessia said. “Just go talk to him, you both live in the same house. There’s nothing wrong with that.” “I… I can’t.” I sighed in relief when she didn’t urge me again. We stayed for a while and watched Alpha Dante’s fight, which didn’t last long before he beats the ass of twelve wolves, yes, twelve wolves. All those manliness and muscles made it too hard for me to concentrate. Alpha Dante is a sin, a sweet sin that I wouldn’t mind committing.

"I hope Ursa's prediction is right this time. Because if not..." Aaron approached with a tray in his hand. On it was a cup of warm tea. He said, "Please, have some, Alpha. A cup of chamomile tea is said to calm the mind." "Do you think what I need right now is a cup of chamomile tea?" Aaron smiled, looking casual in the face of the Alpha's emotional outburst. "Certainly not, but I'm sure you need something to clear your throat. You've been yelling too much lately, Alpha."

He was barely ever there for her, and when he was, his scent was nothing but a threat. “That would make sense,” the doctor sighed, scribbling on his chart. “I will prescribe medications to assist in her recovery. Fortunately, we don’t need her to be admitted for too long. You can take her home if her vitals remain stable over the next twenty-four hours. As for her condition… she needs Alpha pheromones. Exposure to it for at least two hours a day. It would be significantly more effective if the Alpha is a dominant one and a close relative.” The doctor eyed Damon pointedly. Damon, surprisingly, hadn't exploded or questioned my "absent father" comment yet. He simply nodded to the doctor with a

“Sasha, this is Lucien. My Beta.” Lucien stopped in front of me and offered a hand, his gaze cutting straight through me like a blade wrapped in silk. “So, you're the mysterious new physiotherapist everyone keeps whispering about. The one who somehow calmed our Alpha mid-rage on the ice.” he smirked. I hesitated before taking his hand. It was warm. Too warm. Like touching a flame that hadn’t quite gone out. “I’m Sasha,” I said, my voice smaller than I intended.

We choose not to do anything that would cause mass hysteria. We respect the natural process of things, and the government stays at peace with us. Humans maintaining their political figures, and us keeping ours. Taking a long sip of my Jameson, I checked my phone. It was a quarter past five, and I knew that if I did not make it for the meeting with the Alpha from New York, he would complain to the others. He was quite the extraordinary character. A prima ballerina, if you will. Not a blue collar kind of guy like I am.

He gentley touches me, pulling me close to him. "You will be okay," Alpha says. I feel him pick me and carry me toward the water. I can hear the water running, and then I feel the chill from the cold water. "This water is cold," I mumble. Why is he putting me in the water? I close my eyes and feel the water and let the chill over take my body. "Our waters here are healing," Alpha says. After about thirty minutes I begin to feel normal. I stand on my feet. I remember that I am naked. I am not ashamed. He is looking me over. He touches my chin. "You are so beautiful Alaska," Alpha says.

She is a cheerful and brilliant girl, so smart and energetic, a bright future alpha that we had to raise as a human, because my daughter was too afraid of losing her. 24 years ago, I was ready to give the position to the next alpha, my son, Damian Stephan. He was a strong alpha and a top notch warrior. In the night of alpha ceremony, an army of hunters ambushed us. They threw several wolf's-bane smoke bomb to weakened us, and kill the most of pack member who were present in the ceremony. Where were the guards?

Easy because I am a smooth wolf with moves. Let's see here besides the city where is the location of the Annual Conference going to be. It looks like it is going to be at the Marriott Hotel in Salt Like City. Please R.S.V.P as soon as possible. I pick up the phone to make the Reservation. Hello, this is Alpha Marty Helms I calling to R.S.V.P. for the Annual Alpha conference, along with my Beta Paul. Just one minute Alpha the person on the other line says. Flipping through the pages she finds his name, his Beta's name and high lights it Alright, Alpha Marty you are confirmed we will see you in a couple of weeks. Okay, thank you I said, then hung up the phone.