Alpha Pawn & Jewelry Novels & Stories

I came out of the car and followed the them into the packhouse. “That's the Alphas' room. One of them pointed at a golden door that looked so classic. The door to the room screamed wealth and power. I approached the door my heart hammering. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and arm. My arms were sweaty and I was shaking. I took in a deep breath and let it out. I summoned all the courage in me and pressed the door bell. I stood there for a few seconds before the door was opened.

It had to be them. It had to be. But the moment the door opened, the air changed. Mom instinctively wrapped a protective arm around me as Marla strode in like she owned the world—six-inch Louboutins clicking against the marble, an oversized Fendi oversized cocoon jacket draped over her shoulders, looking every inch the pampered billionaire heiress she played so well. At her side stood Alpha Caspian, a lazy, mocking smile curving his lips as if he were walking into a theater performance instead of a family home.

Damian Thorne. With time, the celebration reached its peak, the whole palace trembling with life. Laughter echoed, loud music rose above the chatter, and the dancers made every step look like worship to the great Xavier. Servants filled goblets with wine, trays of meat passed from table to table, and the scent of roasted lamb and herbs wrapped the place in heavy delight. Then the moment came. One after the other, alphas and their lunas stood to present gifts to the great Xavier. Jewels, finely crafted swords, embroidered robes, all placed at his feet as tokens of respect.

I handed the box over to her. “Thank you. You didn't have to,” she smiles. She gasps when she sees the diamond set of jewelry. “Lochlain Raid,” we both mutter. “Lochly what?” Deren asks. He glances at the Alpha, looking confused. The Alpha shrugs. “He's the best jewelry maker everywhere. Everybody knows him only that he makes a very small quantity of jewelry every year. I've always wanted one of these. How did you find it?” she asks curiously.

* Ugh, I didn't know, but I cannot give Mia any chance to snatch him. "Fine," Leon agreed, and the sales representative came to meet us. "Welcome, Alpha Leon. What do you want to shop for today?" Leon peered around the jewelry store, filled with different types of jewels, like necklaces, bracelets, and several other rings and anklets. "I want something beautiful for females. Can I see the designs available?" He asked, and the sales representative showed him to the section that was for the elites. "Yes, Alpha. These jewelry pieces are worth 1 million dollars and above," the sales representative said, and Leon fell silent, like he was lost in deep thought.

I looked at the papers and read every detail of what was written, not missing a single detail. "How are you?" Tia talked, and I raised my head to look at her. She is wearing a plain white dress that she will be wearing for her seclusion. "I am fine. Is everything ready for you?" I asked. "Yes, everything is fine. I also went to check up on Alpha, he is now stable, and the effects of the poison now subsided." She explained and also reporting me the condition of my mate. I sighed in relief and smiled at her. "Thank you, I'll be missing you," I said.

I muttered, pulling off my helmet. The door opened before I knocked. Corvin stood there barefoot, gray hair tied back, leather vest hanging open over skin inked with symbols I didn’t recognize and didn’t like. His eyes—sharp, bright, too knowing—flicked over me. “Took you long enough, Alpha,” he said. “Moon’s been screaming for days.” I scowled. “You could’ve sent a memo.” He snorted and stepped aside. “Come in before the forest decides you’re rude.”

“You do?” “Hmm,” the alpha removed a hand from Gavin’s waist to dig his hands through his breeches’ pockets. Slowly, he raised his hand to present a small golden necklace, eyes raking on the long thin chain, and the small sculpted golden wolf pendant. Gavin gasped at the sight, eyes alternating between the accessory and the alpha in front of him. “Ainar,” Gavin gasped breathlessly. “This is…beautiful. Y-You made it?” “I did. Do you like it?”

In case of a rebellion or war amongst species. It wasn't a hassle locating the dealer's shop. I already had the details at hand and I knew him to an extent. I stepped into Andrew's shop, and the doorbell chimed alerting him of our presence. On the outside, the place appeared all sweet and innocent marketing luxurious and timeless jewelry pieces. But deep down Andrew used the shop to launder money and traffic arms. “Alpha Roland!” Andrew called out once I stepped into the shop. “We can drop the ‘ Alpha’ .”

Mark took Lovert to the room closest to that of Arielle, while Anabel was just at the right corner. When the ladies were done sorting out everything, Mrs Alphia took out a back of jewelry she had bought earlier on for Arilele. ‘’Í know you will be wearing the family jewelry, but I still take it upon myself to get you something”’ Anabel couldn't hide her jealous eyes. The jewelry was made of pure gold accompanied by a diamond watch and gold bracelet with purple gems on it.