Alpha's Heartsong Novels & Stories

"In this cycle, you don't exist because you were born; you exist because you are Borrowed. And the High Council is currently using the First Alpha’s heart as the collateral for the loan" The lift hissed to a stop in a chamber that looked like a cross between a cathedral and a laboratory. In the center, suspended in a cylinder of pulsing cyan liquid, was the First Alpha’s Heart. It was massive, a gnarled mass of prehistoric muscle and black-light circuitry that beat with a rhythmic, thunderous sound that echoed the very first howl of our species.

She’d vanished with Cleopatra, and I was left trying to not look completely out of place. My eyes wandered lazily across the hall again, catching movement on the stage. Alpha Hearts had returned, standing confidently behind the mic, his presence commanding even without saying a word. Then, he began to speak, his deep voice easily cutting through the soft music and hushed murmurs. “Tonight, we don’t just welcome new blood into our pack,” he said, voice strong and sure, “we also acknowledge something far more powerful—loneliness.” There were scattered looks and murmurs from the crowd, but he continued without pause.

His eyes shone in pain too, he was breathless and pale. A sickening death cry escaped his lips as I drove out his heart from his chest. His body thudded against the ground hard and his eyes shut close. I flung the dead heart into the air and staggered to my feet, the stake still in my chest. Their hearts sank in amazement at the beautiful and terrifying scenery that had just concluded. My hand reached for the stake and drew it out fearlessly, my soul saw her smiling before me… “Long live the Alpha!” They all chanted, their heads bowed in reverence, their voices synced and the spirits of the dead roamed freely in the woods, dancing to their chant.

"When spring breaks winter's strangling choke, a second Alpha lifts his stroke— a blade held high to taste your throat." Her head snapped sideways again — a grotesque marionette pulled by invisible strings. "A third Alpha will rise — the thread fate binds — and steal you back from death's designs." "A fourth will be left for dead; Yet you will halt the reaper's tread, And for the life you force to stay, his men spill blood till four alphas lay." Her voice dissolved into a hiss: "At the hands of the one who rules,

Mother would say to me in the rare moments when she was sane, "Jessamine, men are like intricate melodies waiting to be discovered. Once you find the sweet rhythm that sets their hearts ablaze, you can lead them wherever your desires may take you. Bring home an Alpha, will you? I've had twelve years to learn Alpha Kier's tune. It's not because I'm the most beautiful or the smartest in Neredia; it's because I hold a secret they'll never understand—the way to my Alpha's heart. "You're bold, for an Omega," he murmurs, settling on the table's edge. He drops his glass beside him and when I reach for it, he smacks my hand off. "I'll only indulge you today because I am..." He glances up at the ceil

Mercilessly, Ryn tore into the Alpha's chest, grasping his heart and pulling it out. "Ryn!" Albert turned away when he heard Ryn's howl as she killed Alpha Harry. While fighting off the oncoming enemies, Albert ran towards the girl until he got there and saw Ryn sitting on Alpha Harry's stomach with the Alpha's heart in her grasp. The rapid breathing and trembling hands indicated that the girl was quite shaken after successfully taking Alpha Harry's life. Albert snatched Alpha Harry's heart from Ryn's hand and threw it to the ground. Then he pulled Ryn's hand away from Alpha Harry's body. He hugged her head as he said, "It's okay. You can come back to the palace whenever you want."

My soon-to-be Gamma Alec asks. "I don't know, but it sounds beautiful." I state while trying to concentrate on the singing. We all listen closely to the beautiful song. It's in a language I don't know but the words sound so full of emotion that it touches my heart until I'm at the brink of tears. I can see that the rest of the pack that joined is also moved, some choose to let their tears run freely.

He had asked them to attack me only as a last resort but Silas had come in time and saved me. “I have no idea myself as to why they did that. I thought they just wanted me dead like the rest of their people.” I answered in all honesty. Alpha Hayden let out a sigh, “You are a bright kid. I was wondering if you had any idea or a theory as to why they did not harm you but killed everybody else. They even nearly killed Clarissa” His voice cracked at the last line I could hear the pain and anguish in his voice and also see the way his knuckles turned white when he spoke of her daughter.

' She thought. "I am fine." Alice replied coldly. Dylan frowned at her cold tone. "Are you still angry with me? I didn't do anything last night that you did not want." He said and rested his chin on her neck. "What do you want?" Alice asked. "I am the Alpha here. What do you think? What do I want? I have everything." Alice smiled coldly. "Except a heart." She mumbled. "Did you say something?" He asked though he clearly heard what she said.

Now he is still trying to cause me pain. "If I am a vicious woman, then why are you doing all of this? Tell me, where are you taking me? I am not interested in going anywhere with you." "Not interested, huh? Who was crying that night to get accepted by me?" Arvan smirked. Rose was shocked by his words. "Do you have any heart?" "No. An Alpha can't have a heart, otherwise, the whole pack will be drawn towards his love." "Oh no. You have a heart that is only beating for your girlfriend Lina." Rose said in a sarcastic way.