Alpha Swap Claire Novels & Stories

Of how we should ignore meeting so he can take me back to that spot where I used to sleep when I was here, so he can change the memories of the lonely nights I had there, to pleasant ones. That had made me slap his arm playfully, and when he smiled back down at me, I saw that he was intentionally doing this. “Everything.” Claire says, her face turning a dark shade of red. She has a vice grip on Jude’s left hand, as they are both standing at the right side of the platform, while Ryan and I are standing at the left side of it. She turns to Jude. “What of earth are they saying about taking over? You told me you Alpha.”

Alpha asked again, his tone dripping with deep annoyance, completely ignoring the fresh, heavy tears that were now streaming down Livia's burning cheeks. "You almost ruined my entire life once, and you honestly think you can just come back and do it all over again?" he yelled, his chest heaving. Miss Moonrack's hand tightened even harder on his shirt as he tried to take another aggressive step forward. From the corner of the hallway, I heard a tiny sound. I looked down and saw little Claire chuckling softly into her grandmother's hand. I couldn't help but smile; it was hard to tell if her father’s angry Alpha mode was pleasing her, or if she just really loved the fact that the mean woman she

My name is Calissa, the stepdaughter of Alpha Clay, the alpha of Shadow Pack, and Luna Elizabeth. Alpha Clay married my mother, who was his mate and was already pregnant with me the day he found her in the woods, wounded and at the point of death. Although he took us both in, I wished he had not done that because I had to endure humiliation like no one else had because of that. And that usually went on without my mother saying a word in my defense.

Seeing it was Bryant, the guy whom he had assigned the task of investigating Claire, he straightened up. “Hello Bryant. Any updates?” “Alpha, I had investigated the girl like you asked,” Bryant replied. “Good. Did anything unusual come up about Claire in the investigation?” “No, Alpha. Everything checked up perfectly. There were no particular incidents in her life other than the death of her mother when she was a baby. She is a friendly person and has no rivals in either her school or the pack.” Bryant paused before continuing. “She started dating the Beta’s son Liam a few years ago and after her eighteenth birthday, she chose him as her mate. Also, there has been no information regarding Al

The man asked again in shock. Claire raised a brow hearing him mention Ashley. The few months that she had been living in New Jersey taught her that Ashley, the same girl she had tormented back then in Burning Heart Pack, was a figure no one wanted to mess with. She often wondered what Ashley would do to her if they ever meet again. She had no idea if she was to meet Ashley, the girl who had seen a lot of people in the past few months wouldn't recall who she was. "I'm Alpha Gray, the Alpha of The White Wolves." The man introduced and Claire's eyes widened again hearing she was mated to an Alpha.

“Why does that bring you back here?” “Because it changes everything.” Claire moved to stand directly across from Kade’s desk. “You see, when I left, I was the spurned consort. The woman unjustly accused and forced to flee. But now?” She gestured elegantly. “Now you’re the Alpha who committed fraud. Who deceived his entire pack. Who forced a woman into a false bond and then tried to cover it up by exiling her when it became inconvenient.” “I admitted my wrongdoing. Accepted responsibility—”

She looked up at me defiantly from the couch, her child raised. “I’m already exiled,” she reminded me. “Your orchestrated all of this because of your petty jealousy over my wife,” I said. “You will pay the worst, Claire. After that baby is born, your life will be forfeit.” “You can’t kill me!” she gasped. “I’m Alpha,” I reminded her. “I can, and I will.”

We weren’t here to slaughter—unless we had to. I approached the Alpha’s house without hesitation. There was no need for stealth. Let them see me coming. And then—she appeared. Lira stood in the open doorway, framed by the warm, flickering light of a hearth behind her. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t retreat. Her hair spilled down her shoulders like moonlight itself, and those storm-swept blue eyes met mine without fear. Something twisted in my chest—tight and primal. Beautiful. Fenrir stirred, growling low in my mind. 'She is ours.'

Jo asked, her voice a mixture of confusion, fear, and anger. "Claire?!" Zeke's voice came from across the field, and when my eyes landed on him, I followed his gaze to see an attractive woman with black and gold hair walking out of the woods and towards Randolph. Claire .... wait ..... that's the troll broad that created all of the issues .... "What's the matter, Claire? Too afraid to take a human on yourself, so you had to go and get yourself an Alpha mate?" Rory asked from Dub's back, trying to goad Claire.

I walked into the chamber. The anchor pulsed at the center, glowing with an eerie light. But it wasn't alone. A figure stood before it. Tall. Pale. Familiar. Claire Morgan. But not the Claire I remembered. This Claire was different. Her skin was gray. Her eyes were golden. Her body was twisted, mutated, transformed by the infection. She was no longer human. She was a creature of the Apex. The anchor's guardian. "Claire." The creature turned. Its golden eyes met mine.