Alpha Swap Claire Novels & Stories

It's a perfect plan to avoid the prophecy. "Claire, my dear! Any updates about the vamps?" The alpha werewolf asks her. "There's none, my love! I told you, I already sent them to their death." Claire replied and received a kiss from him. "Good girl! I think that the prophecy will no longer happen now." The alpha werewolf feels satisfied. Claire smiles for him sweetly and they go inside her room. She's a good actress indeed when the vampire and grim reaper visited her. They didn't even suspect that she was working with them. She has to follow the alpha's orders.

She hurried to check my mate's pulse. "What happened to her?" She asked while asking me to bring her to the room we used last time. "We don't exactly know. But we are guessing someone has trapped her soul. Last time we were here I spotted a book to do with that so I thought you knew how to fix this." Nelson explained. Alpha Clarissa didn't say anything. Instead, she placed her palm on Charlotte's chest. Some blue light escaped her palms seeming to enter my mate's body. She continued for a few seconds before she stopped and faced us.

||Claire|| “Who is your Alpha?” I asked pretending I didn't know who he was. “Clayton Wolke. The Alpha prince,” he answered, gazing into my face as I nodded. “Let's get out of here.” he cocked his head to the side. His blue eyes appeared to be more thoughtful than scrutiny. I swallowed, bobbing my head. “This way.” he guided me to the passenger seat, and shut the door like a gentleman before getting behind the wheel, in his electric red sports car.

Alpha Ryan mumbled enough for me to hear him. He held my hands in his, and I could feel them trembling. Oh, my Goddess, I wonder what will happen when he realizes who I am. I cleared my throat, pushing back the tears that has been threatening to fall out of my eyes. “Yes, I do.” I croaked. “You may now kiss the bride.” Smiling, Alpha Ryan placed his hands on the veil covering my face and I sucked in a deep breath.

I apologized and walked up to her as fast as I could to meet up with her pace. I let out a deep breath by the time we got to Alpha Damon’s door. Claire entered without knocking on the door. Does she always have the permission to do whatever she likes? She slammed the door in my face before I could follow her in. For the sake of formalities, I knocked on the door twice before opening it. Entering the living room, I saw Alpha Damon seated on a chair as he scanned through some papers. “She is here,” Claire informed. Alpha Damon looked away from the papers in front of him and then at me.

There is no difference with the two, just that Vladimir is the chosen one by the moon goddess to be the Alpha of the Pack but Vladimir chose him as his Beta and his right hand man in the Underworld Mafia. " Any update?" Lucifer asked, not looking up from the documents he was signing. He recognizes his scent. " We have a mission in America because Jackson Hewitt is trying to pay a smart game with us. I have checked all the statistics of American Clan and found out that he's taking 80% of the incomes and sending to us only 20% income from the money made during the exchange of every month.. He faked all the documents that he has been sending to us, this has been going on for years." Mikhail exp

Marigold blushes as she shakes his hand. “Marigold Correl, daughter of the previous Beta of Evergreen. And … no, I’m yet to be Luna.” Her statement raises a question in my head. I look at Logan, whose gaze is apparently still burning into my face. He puts an arm around her waist and pulls her close. These two definitely deserve each other. “I must say, it’s rather bold of you to show your face here again,” he says coldly. My dad tries to interfere. “Alpha—”

I said. "Or," Isla corrected, her voice tight, "she wanted him to hear." She wanted him to hear. Not the attempt itself. The result. She had reached for my mind at a formal dinner with the telepathic Alpha heir present specifically so he would hear exactly what she found, or rather, what she didn't find. She had wanted Alexander to know that something was profoundly wrong with me. She had forced his hand to verify the silence. I pressed my fingers tightly over the silver bracelet on my wrist.

“Come and greet our guest.” As we approached them, I saw Zach giving with sister a death glare, and Felix, well he was giving me that hardest, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing” stare that was making me weak in the knees. “Claire, Mia… this is Alpha Heath from the mark moon packed,” he said, gesturing to Heath. “Heath, this is Claire, our gamma female, and Mia, her visiting friend,” he continued, gesturing to the two of us.