Novel & Cerita Alpha's Possession

His wolf was clawing at him, growling at his lack of action, at not claiming what was theirs. “My name is Tasha. And yes, I do feel that same pull. Yes, the urges are a pain in the ass. And that’s exactly why you’re here—for the wrong reasons. Not because you truly want me, but because your wolf’s pushing you too hard and the urges are bugging you too much. Well that’s not good enough for me.” “I stepped down from Alpha.” She was so startled she couldn’t speak for a few seconds. “What?” “My old Beta is now Alpha.”

Hayden forced an equally weak smile. "Sophia is a challenge I had hoped to have had irradicated before you came, but it appears our Alpha has decided to add another job to my ever-growing list of issues. I assure you I will get on him about her and make sure she isn't a bother," I shook my head, holding up my hand. The fast movement made me a little dizzy as my stomach growled again. I had to decide how I wanted the pack to view me now. I wouldn't get another chance. I listed my chin, squaring my shoulders. "It's no worry. Honestly, it was made pretty clear as to why I am here. If Zane wishes to use the she-wolves, then that is his choice. I am nothing more than a possession to be bred. It w

Balance slid into place, the pack’s energy settling into a new configuration. “Do you swear loyalty to your Alpha?” Marcus asked. “I swear.” “Do you vow to challenge him when the pack’s future demands it?” “I vow.” Light threaded between them like braided silver. “Rise as Beta.” Roman extended his hand. Alexander clasped it, grip firm and certain. The pack link settled fully. Whole. Marcus lifted his staff one final time. “There is one final matter,” he announced. “As Alpha, Roman has made his first decision.” Ellie’s spine went rigid.

My breath caught. He bent down to my level, placed his hand on my jaw, lifting my face up gently. I smiled, his touch was soft, and suiting. “I knew you would come back,” I said, placing my hand on his. “I, Nicholas Voss, the Alpha of the Silverfang Pack, reject you, Lyra Hale of the Bloodmoon pack, as my mate.” His voice was Deep. Detached. And then, his touch felt cold. Jenny’s smirk cut through my heart like a blade.

He was about to grow even more frustrated when he spotted something out of the corner of his eyes. It was an old, empty journal tucked between two massive tomes about pack genealogy or some other werewolf nonsense. The leather was worn but still intact, and when Carter opened it, the pages were blank. "Can I keep this?" he asked Balfour. "Of course," Balfour said easily, settling into one of the leather chairs with a contented sigh. “This entire building belongs to the Alpha, as do the grounds it stands on and the people within. And since the Alpha is your mate, whatever belongs to him also belongs to you."

“Then what is it like because it certainly seems like something.” “She’s human Taylor and I’m an alpha. No matter what bond we have , our pack members won’t accept her, she’s weak and fragile, I can’t have her as my weakness.” His voice cracked. I could feel the pain in his voice, his distance with Daniella is also affecting him so badly. “You’re the alpha Rider, I won’t tell you not to think of the pack, but also think about yourself. We only have one mate in our life unless the Moon goddess decides to give you a second chance mate.” I paused, trying to ensure he’s listening to me.

my mind ran a different marathon at his words. What is his? Nobody is after what is……. Wait a minute, is he talking about me? "What is yours," the Alpha sounded confused. Lol…… looks like I wasn't the only one confused though. "Yes! He is after what is mine, mine alone!!" He let out a possessive growl. I noticed that his wolf was at the edge of coming out if care is not taken, Allen standing beside me didn't even utter a word or do anything. He just stood there like it wasn't him that they were talking about.

“It’s really lovely to see how you deal with rejection, Nolan. Not so good, if you ask me.” “You…” He lunged, punching the wall just inches from my face. The stone cracked, dust sprinkling to the ground. I didn’t flinch. “Looks to me like you’ve forgotten that I am the Alpha,” he growled low, his eyes glowing dangerously. “I haven’t,” I said calmly. “But the Alpha doesn’t own or possess people. Violetta is not your possession. And even if she was, don’t expect me to back down so easily from a good treasure… especially one that you threw away.”