Alpha Of Aberdeen Novels & Stories

“No pressure, then.” Corvin arched a brow. “You’re already under it. You just keep pretending you’re not.” Silence stretched between us, heavy with things I didn’t want named. “What happens,” I asked finally, “if the Alpha rejects the bond?” Corvin didn’t answer right away. He stared into his mug, jaw tightening. “Then the fire looks elsewhere,” he said. “And gods help anyone standing in its path.” My wolf snarled uneasily. I stood, heart pounding. “You’re saying she’s dangerous.”

He shrugs with a grin, following my gaze. “Chloe, who is this man?” My mother asks, tilting her wolf head. I turn my attention back to her. "This is my fiancé. He is the Alpha of Aberdeen," I tell her, grabbing Malachi's hand. “You are in love? He is good looking and has quit the package” Her wolf smiles. I laugh so hard that I fall back. "You're still as funny as I remember," I say with a smile, then it fades as realization sets in as I remember that she let me believe she was dead this whole time.

Until I got to the living room. There was Casandra, her mother and brother. The living room had four long black pieces of furniture, it looked quite comfortable, and there was a small table with a flower in the middle. I sat down on one of the pieces of furniture away from everything and the lady spoke. -Well, since you are here you should know. Yesterday there was an attack on the most important alphas in the city. Nobody knows if my husband is alive or not, so we will leave this house in an hour. It is your right to follow us or go your own way.

he chuckles, “especially now.” I look at the kitchen entrance way and see Alpha Abigail standing there with a smug grin on her face, her hand rubbing her small baby bump, a sippy cup in her hand as she holds it out to Alexander, our 3 year old Alpha heir. I gulp as her voice enters my mind, “Good luck today, Gamma Gabe,” she arches a brow to me, “either way you’re going to need it,” she cackles out loud as she leans down and picks up Alexander and places him on her hip.

Even though the items in the last phase of the auction were unknown to the public eyes and ears, he could tell each item apart with his eyes closed from the aura each one emitted. An idea popped up in his head, and he decided to sit up with a mischievous smile on his face. He was preparing to bid for the third item on the list just so he could spite the twins' Alpha. "The first item on this list is called 'The Scriptures of Alpha Aibek of the Nain Pack,'" the auctioneer started. "As we all know, Alpha Aibek was one of the greatest and strongest Alphas that led the werewolf race, dying in the war. His pack was said to have been made purely of warriors—male, female, and children. His Pack warr

“I’ll come back for the Alpha party. But after that, I have to go home. Permanently. I’m sorry, Abby.” A flicker of what looks like despair crosses her face, but she quickly hides it with a tight-lipped smile and turns back around, her posture stiff. “I understand, Karl. Being an Alpha comes first, and you have responsibilities. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me and the restaurant.”

he said softly. I nodded in gratitude and let him lead me out of the room. “Do you want to see Abel?” Francis asked just as Rowan and I joined them in the lobby. “He said he was going home today. I still haven’t thanked him formally for helping us.” “Alpha Abel?” Arden suddenly asked with bright eyes. “Who’s that again?” Emma asked. “The new Alpha of the West,” I answered. “I’ve never met him before. I think this is a good time.”

However, since the presence of Sicily Esther tended to talk more than Abigail. Esther's eyes carefully read every word on the paper. When her gaze caught a positive word, she immediately looked up to Abigail who was also looking at her. "What does this mean, Abigail. You're a doctor, explain!" Abigail let out a rough and heavy breath, she shook her head with a stifled voice, "You're a Beta, Esther. Don't you smell anything else in an alpha body?" Esther gave Abigail a sharp look, she roughly threw herself on the chair in front of the doctor's desk.

Good, she told him, and based on Antony’s defensive stance, he’s taking his role as her, as well as their unborn child’s, protector seriously. “Hello,” I say with a bob of my head to the unfamiliar men standing in a semicircle in front of Maddox. Maddox introduces me to the Alphas, several of them from packs I’ve never heard of. One in particular steps forward, bowing low to me, his deep brown eyes reflecting almost a hazy bronze in the light of the chandelier. “Alpha Abraham of Winter Falls,” he says pleasantly. “I’ve never heard of Winter Falls,” I reply, giving him a smile.

To them, it looked like I had spent the night with a tramp. I clenched my jaw, swallowing the growl that burned in my throat. My Beta’s voice linked to me, her tone brisk, practical. ‘Alpha, we’re getting ready to head back to the pack. Where are you?’ I answered her quickly. ‘Solving a misunderstanding with a pack’s daughter. Do you know her name? She seems to be the only daughter here.’ Her chuckle came sharp and unfiltered. ‘Asher Abby Vlad. A gold-digging tramp trying to marry into the top. Please don’t tell me she slept with you, Alpha?’