Alpha Pawn & Jewelry Novels & Stories

I leaned forward. “Where did it come from?” “It is not sold in the village markets. The watermark belongs to a private order.” My wolf stirred uneasily. “Whose order?” Marek placed a blank sheet beside the notes. The texture and faint silver mark were identical. “This paper belongs to the Alpha household,” he said. “It comes from the stationery kept inside the pack house.” The room became silent. Whoever was threatening Mary Ann was not an outsider passing through Ironclaw.

the advisor continued, "offered in honor of the Alpha. A gift. A gesture. A statement of loyalty." My stomach dropped. No one had told me about this. My eyes met Julise's and she shook her head to signify that she knew nothing about it either. Someone had kept information from getting to me. Pipa went first, presenting a dagger encrusted with moonstones. "Forged under a full moon," she declared, flashing a smile at Ryden. "As unbreakable as my devotion." The judges murmured approval. Alira offered a glass orb that emitted a beautiful melody. "A lullaby spell," she said softly. "To soothe the Alpha’s restless nights."

Alex replied, "It's Alpha Easton of Purple Moon pack. He just recently returned home to inherit Purple Moon, and the jewelry on exhibit today is said to be from his personal collection!" I looked up at the man sitting across from me. "Wait, are you Alpha Easton? From Purple Moon pack?" Easton smiled softly, "What's up?" I asked him, "Did you just invite me to an exhibition?" Easton nodded. "Yes."

He’s completely expressionless, making it impossible to tell what he’s going to do next, but also impossible to miss the hard length pressing against his pants directly in front of me. “I see the appeal of begging,” he tilts his head to one side and then the next before letting his grip on my hair go, and offering me his hand to stand up. “Off your knees now, Devlin,” he smooths out my pajamas as I stand, moving onto arranging my hair before he looks back at me. “While your place to your Alpha may be down there, you’re also a Stone. Stones don’t kneel before others.” There’s a flash of annoyance, or shock, maybe even anger as his eyes glide behind me. As we continue to make our way to the ro

I say with every ounce of dignity I can manage, straightening my back to stand taller. “And who says the King wants to see you, pretty boy ?” One of them grins. I breathe in and look him in the eyes. “I am Jonas Whitepaw, alpha of the coral lake pack … I think he will want to see me”. The men let their eyes run over me in a way I have to admit I don’t like. It makes me squirm inwardly, but I refuse to let them see what I feel. “What do you say, Donahue? Have you ever seen an alpha this tiny and pretty”? One man says to the other.

, Alexa teased me. “Alexa , his voice vas sharp, you are my sister but I’m the Alpha and I will not tolerate your behavior.” “That explains a lot “, I said more to myself .” “Jenn, sorry , I’d tell you but”... “Let it go I’m glad it’s so”. I laughed significantly. “Uh, I’m dead”, she shook her head. “Alpha James, she tried to stay serios as I shook my head in disbelief , can i take Jenn to the pools tomorrow please?”

Alpha Kingsley. Hell no. .

Lucas' POV I stared at him, surprised. "Who bloody cares about their timeline?" I snapped. "I'm the Alpha of the damn pack." "As the Alpha, you shouldn't forget that the auction school belongs to Alpha Kael of the Black water pack," He said with a shrug. "Its literally his biggest investment here and if you think he will let you mess with it, you're joking."

Every single one looked carefully arranged, as if it belonged in a luxury fashion store. Farther ahead, sparkling jewelry caught my attention. Hundreds of pieces of gold, silver, pearl, and gemstone jewelry were displayed beautifully. There were necklaces, bracelets, earrings, rings, and elegant hair accessories. I had never seen so much beauty and wealth gathered in one place before, even as an Alpha's daughter. “All these for me?” I turned and asked them. “Yes, my lady. Alpha Dominic arranged all of these three days ago so you’ll be comfortable,” they said.

"‌It was his joke.‌ You were alwa⁠ys m⁠eant to be gi⁠ven to roy‍alty. To Alp​has. To us." The w⁠or⁠ds hit like physica​l blows. Ev‍en⁠ m‌y⁠ name w⁠as part‍ of the t‍ransaction. A label marking me as merchandise destined for noble hand‌s. My⁠ legs gav⁠e out. I slid‌ down the w⁠all. Sa‍t on t⁠he cold​ stone‌ floor⁠ surrou⁠nded by ev⁠id⁠ence of‍ my​ manufact​ured existence.