Alpha Swap By Cooper Pdf Free Novels & Stories

0-0-0-1. Green light. The safe clicked open. I pulled the heavy door back. Inside there was no money. There was only a single thick leather binder. I pulled it out. I opened it on the desk. My blood ran cold. The title page read: PROJECT GENESIS: The Resurrection of the Primal Bloodline. I flipped the pages. There were photos. horrific photos. Men strapped to tables. Women hooked up to machines. They were trying to create a super-wolf. An Alpha who could shift without pain. An Alpha who had no human weakness.

However, at this moment, Alex stretched out his hand and said softly, “Come back.” Whoosh! Cooper felt like he had been sucked in by a huge force, and he was pulled back. He yelled and struggled as hard as he could, but it was all in vain. The soles of his feet dragged the ground, no matter how hard he dug them in. He was still being pulled in by Alex. Plop... A soft sound rang. Alex’s hand covered the top of Cooper’s head, then a light flashed across his palm. Cooper’s voice cut off abruptly.

I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe. The priest stands before us, a kindly old man with a gentle smile. He looked at us with eyes filled with compassion, understanding the situation we are in. He begins to speak, his voice soft and soothing. "Dear beloved, we are gathered here today to join together Sophia and Nicholas in holy matrimony. Sophia, do you take Nicholas to be your lawfully wedded husband?" I take a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart as I reply "I do." The priest nods, turning to Nicholas. "And Nicholas, do you take Sophia to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

Feral snarls erupted from his mouth. "I've been trying to get him to focus, Alpha," Cade complained. "The others have gotten a hang of it, but he's been like this all night." "I'll handle it," I said. Loudly, I said to the newborn, "Get up!" He went quiet at once. Responding to the command in my voice, he slowly stood, shaking more than ever. "You're the one resisting your change," I said as I began to circle him. "Let go of your inhibitions and embrace your wolf. If you need something to focus one while you change, look at the moon. It's full tonight..."

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

“Thank you buddy.” And when Zarek was out of sight, Orion reached into his back pocket and pulled out a second paper. This one wasn’t blank. It was a list, which included the names of the Alpha’s Orion wanted down so he would be the only powerful Alpha all wolves would bow to. The list was long, full of different Alpha names including their beta’s and gamma’s and the first name on the list was, Zarek and his Luna. Crossed out in red ink.

“Hello? Iris? What’s happening? Is Miles okay?” “Caleb,” I say, my voice coming out choked and thick, “Silas is trying to… He’s trying to claim something called Alpha Swap. What is that?” There’s a long silence, and the longer it goes on, the more I dread the answer. A knot forms in my stomach that’s almost painful in nature. Then, he replies slowly and gruffly, “It’s an ancient werewolf law. Similar to the Alpha’s Heir rights.” “So? What does that mean?”

“We’ll come see you. Where are you camped? You can meet Isabella–” “Go with her family, Chet. You’re an Alpha now. Remember that.” “I have no pack but yours,” I remind him. “That’ll change.” I suck in a breath as he picks through trees and disappears from view. I’m used to these old Alphas being cryptic, talking about their dreams and visions of an ever changing future, but this is something else entirely. I am incredibly perplexed about the premonition Father had about rain turning into fire, but decide not to allow it to destroy the present moment. No danger is currently upon us. No rain or fire in sight.

My brief happiness was disrupted when I heard a man's voice ask me who I was and how fortunate for me that he'd run into me. I turned and the sadistic Alpha Cooper stood there with his hands on his thick hips looking like he discovered a treasure. "Where's your red choker, slave?" He asked with eyes glaring at my brand. "He doesn't remember you from the dinner," my wolf huffed and I swallowed nervously. "I'm not a slave any longer, sir. I'm Luna of the Black Mountain pack," I said firmly and he whistled and then laughed. "Bullshit bitch. I know the Alpha and he is mates with no slave but you can come home with me and I won't take you to the pack house," he grins creepily.