Alpha's Possession Novels & Stories

Lady Verya said. "But you allow killing," I mumbled. "What was that?" Gina questioned, staring at me. "I coughed," I replied, looking away. "Please, it's my possession. I'll make sure she gives it back to me. Just let this go. I don't want it to be in the hands of the Alpha. I know how angry Agora would be finding out she stole from me," Gina spoke, sounding like she was someone important to the Alpha. She sounded like she had known the Alpha for a long time, and they had something going on.

A nightmare made flesh. "Two weapons," Alpha said, its layered voice almost conversational. "One failed. One redeemed. How poetic." "We're not weapons anymore," Min-ji said. "Aren't you? You still have the modifications. The training. The instincts. You've just changed masters." Alpha took a step closer. "But I have no master. Never did. They thought they could control me. Contain me. They were wrong." "Then what do you want?" Ji-woo demanded.

Their snarls faded into a low, menacing growl. “Luna,” the alpha said, its voice deep and guttural. She froze, her heart skipping a beat. “You can talk?” “Surely,” the Alpha replied, stepping closer. The way it moved was slow and dignified, almost regal. “You possess a relic – the power of the moon itself... Do you think we would overlook this fact?” "What do you want?" Alec asked, stepping in front of Luna protectively. The Alpha ignored him, its eyes locked on her. "The relic is ours, the Pack. Relinquish it, and you shall remain unharmed."

Does it affect Kiel? Come to think of it, she already caught a glimpse of him holding back last night inside the car. And she can’t deny that it left her in a daze. How can Kiel, a recessive alpha, had that sweet scent? “President? Are you alright?” Only Devyn realized that she’s already making that irritated face again. “Miss Anna,” she called out. The young lady across from her jolted. “Yes, President?” “What will happen if a recessive alpha’s rut gets triggered?” she asked without even blinking.

I couldn't see what they had but I was sure it was something precious. “Where did you get this?” One asked, almost squealing. “The Alpha’s staff ?” The other chuckled, “It was easy. Somewhere within these walls. You have no idea how many treasures are secured within these walls brother.” My heart dropped. They had theAlpha’s property in their possession and what did they say about treasures being in the wall? What could they possibly need the Alpha’s staff for? “We’ll sell this. You have no idea how the neighbouring packs have been wanting to have their hands on this. We'll sell it for a fortune and the Alpha wouldn't know it was one of us still.”

Different packs never worked together, except in extreme cases but that was simply because an Alpha can choose to kill another and get the possession of other members. Now, we had more than five Alphas heading out of the way, and I felt the dread grow. This might just be the beginning of something huge.

Everyone checked out identical to their original references. An Alpha command is a command that is the highest of its kind. When you are under Alpha command you cannot lie and must do or answer what is asked of you. It’s like a built-in lie detector that an Alpha uses to rule their pack. Drake also had not gathered any new intel from the High Moon Pack – the rogue pack “gone good” as I like to joke to myself. I am struggling to understand the concept; hence the delay in us signing a full alliance with Drake and the Blue Moon Pack.

“Is there a way to hold them Leah?” “I’ll try.” I reach out for the five dots that look like a dirty red glow in my mind. The color reminds me of dried blood and mud mixed together. I imagine bright gold ropes surrounding their bodies and binding them to their spot. Taylor elbows Damien and they walk with purpose down the lawn to the five members that are being possessed. Alpha Drake, Alpha Brandon and Alpha Andrew follow suit. Taylor pinpoints each person we have found and each Alpha takes one and leads them off to the side of the pack members.

I pulled the sword out carefully. The golden sword. The one my mother left behind. The moment Alpha Kael saw it Everything changed. His eyes narrowed immediately. His entire body became still. Where did you get this My mother left it. Silence. Heavy silence. He slowly stood. Walked closer. His eyes never left the sword. Alpha Do you know it A few seconds passed. Then slowly He nodded. This sword does not belong to ordinary wolves. My breathing slowed. What do you mean Freya. His voice sounded different now.

These precious mementos are the chosen treasures I cannot bear to leave behind. Silently, Alpha's eyes are fixed on me, his very presence sending a cold shiver cascading down my spine, as if losing my parents holds no meaning and the emotional turmoil remains incomprehensible. He comprehends the significance these belongings carry and the profound impact they have on my heart. However, his gaze wanders, as if he is desperately seeking something. Once I have gathered all the items, we return to the living room, where Alpha meticulously rearranges books, as if he is missing a vital piece of a puzzle. The question lingers in the air: What is he searching for, and what lies behind this relentles