Alpha's Hidden Obsession Novels & Stories

My knees almost buckle from the weight of it. He stares at me with that same unyielding authority that once made me love him—and hate him. “Take them,” he says quietly. “And make sure they’re treated with respect. No one harms them. No one.” The guards nod, surrounding us. I glare at him one last time before they lead us toward the packhouse. --- The Alpha’s residence is carved into the heart of Shadowfang territory—a fortress of dark stone and iron. I remember every hallway, every door. Each one hides a ghost of who I used to be.

I added. "Oh, we have met. You just don't know it. I'm Carl, that guys Beta and best friend." He said pointing at Miguel. "Nice to meet you, Carl. Now how long do you think this so called meeting will take?" I asked him. "Probably as long as Miguel wants it to last." He replied. Right, it always boils down to the Alpha. "Do you think I can get him to leave me out of it?" I asked him. "I'm not sure. That depends on how you ask."

When the Alpha was in this mood, he would work obsessively, likely until midnight—and expect everyone else to keep up. What Jack couldn't detect, hidden beneath layers of cologne and control, was the confusion of an Alpha who couldn't understand why his wolf was so drawn to a woman who showed no signs of being his true mate.

For a moment, she hesitates before a strong sense of denial laces her expression. “It is common for the Alpha to hide at such a time. If he lives on, then Red Graw does too.” Denial, Marko realised as he stood to approach her. They must have only had such Alphas that treated them like pawns and tools where he no doubt used words like ‘I did this for you’ to keep them loyal and bearing a sense of debt when in reality, their alpha simply bore a charisma so terrifying that it should not be allowed to thrive. He almost felt sorry for the witch, but his nose caught a whiff of something familiar, the same pharmaceutics that were on Alba’s scent!

I asked I just hope he knows only about Evan and nothing more than that. "I put two in two together, you know what, I gotta admit it, I’m proud of you bro, so proud." He smirked taking a sip of wine "You sure are the Alpha. You know what not only Evan, I know Ivy is the girl you’ve been obsessed with and I also know that you aren’t mated to her." His words traveled through one ear and nested in my head, my heart skipped as my breath was lost. I was unable to speak. Holy shit!

“I just… did. Like instinct. If there were other Lycan packs, they’d find Moonshine too.” “Are there?” “No. That’s why Trey hid us. We’re dying out. What you saw at Moonshine? That’s it. My sister… she’s the last Alpha.” His eyes lock onto mine. “You still haven’t told her.” “It’s none of your business.” “She’s my sister.” “You don’t know her.” “Do you?” he mutters. “You love her, but you won’t admit it.” “Shut up!” I growl. He’s not wrong, Aero says quietly.

“Can’t you just trust me?” “I cannot,” he answered simply, shaking his head slightly. The last time he trusted a human’s word, he almost ended up being dissected by scientists, or worse being uselessly drugged in a mental health institution. There was pain in her eyes as his words sunk in. And then, came something akin to anger before she finally accepted, resolution filling her eyes, “You know what? Make me forget, alpha dearest. I am not a masochist, and I do not wish to torment myself with a secret that is not mine to keep.”

His Beta clarified. “What's with her? I am getting curious. You had mentioned we need her alive during our call.” His voice longed for the mysteries peeking in to lay itself naked in front of their bare eyes. “There is something on that girl. Hodor won't do such act if what I am thinking is wrong.” Alpha Mikhail's tonality is arcane and curious. He desired to know every inch of the mystery.

"One rogue barked, 'Have your ears caught the scent of the Vale Master? I cannot believe his beast runs that way.' Another answered, 'His closet must be deeper than the valley caves. Think about it, his claws never display his muscles to the public like a true alpha lord. I hear males with that hidden desire try even harder to look normal so the pack elders won't cast them out.' They even said the 'couple fans' who follow your tracks should let their spirits die a little." "Eustace has a filthy muzzle," I say, my voice dropping low. "Just because his own beast runs wild in the open brush, does he think every high leader must display his pelt to be considered a true male?" "Exactly!" Lisa yel

I nodded while reading what was on the paper. I’ve been too busy hiding, so I’ve been overwhelmed with orders. I heard Alpha was looking for us, and he’s on a new mission, but until now, I still don’t know who he is. Damn it, that man is something else. He’s so careful with his identity, we don’t even know if he’s a man or a woman. It’s like looking for a needle in a haystack.