Alpha Trauma Chapter 12 Novels & Stories

While she does that, I untie her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders in waves. With a smile, she twirls her fingers at me. Telling me to turn around. I do with a sigh, and she starts to braid my hair. "So, what was up with you and that girl earlier?" I shrug, but Rylan won't take that as an answer. I sigh and catch her looking at me in the mirror. "I don't even know. She tried to shoulder me, for looking at her Alpha." Rylan snorts. "Everyone was looking at her Alpha... I mean, hello!! He is an Alpha. Everyone is going to look at him." She ties the braid and looks at her handiwork. I roll my eyes, but can't help but laugh.

As I hobble out of the room, I lean on the walls of the hallway to avoid falling as I shiver uncontrollably. Cold nights without a blanket have become regular for me, but the malnutrition and hard labor worsen it. I enter the living room with a bucket of water, and my eyes widen as they meet Barrett’s. Dread washes over my face, and I quickly lower my eyes. “Good morning, Alpha,” I say hurriedly, hoping he’s too distracted by his phone conversation to continue from where Celine stopped. Barrett, alpha of the Malrock pack and once my mate, but now he’s my worst nightmare. One lie was all it took for Celine to turn him against me, but his rejection was nothing compared to the relentless tormen

I felt really emotional. When he took my hands in his own, I could jump with excitement because he is exceeding all of my expectations. Rayah looks at our joined hands, then back at us. Her eyes lingers on Alpha Cuan before it comes to stop on me. She looks positively horrified. Her eyes fill with tears and she looks at the Alpha as if he betrayed her. She clutches her chest, fell on her knees abd sobbed a little before she just flat out fell down unconscious. The way he ran to her worried me for just a moment.

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Mumbling to myself as that rage brewed in me, my legs pushed me forward into the despicable Chosan. Chosan was supposed to be treated like the trash she was born to be, right? She would be so lucky to receive that quick death from me instead of getting soaked in a soapy water by everyone from all the packs. But while I focused on that bitch's life, ignoring the rising rage from Thorien, the door burst open and that idiot of a beta came right in. When he dropped the bomb, the hair on our body rose, standing so firm. Shifting my gaze to see the face of the Alpha, of course, it was far from normal. So without breathing out loud, I took several steps backward, leaving the demon to attack the one

Alex watched his beautiful omega fall into a deep slumber. He kissed his lover's temple and pulled the covers up over Ash's shoulders. He then traced a finger down Ash's cheek and along his jaw bone. He closed his eyes. He hated seeing Ash like that. He never wanted anything bad to happen to Ash, and he felt like he had failed him. Was he a bad alpha? He didn't really know. However, he couldn't think about that at the moment. He knew that Ash was now safe, and now he had to go have a little chat with Boss.

But how did he find us? “You can come out now, losers!” he shouted, laughing like a madman. “You really thought you could run away with my money? I’m the Alpha of this pack. Nothing happens without me knowing. You played yourselves!” Mom looked at Dad. They didn’t speak, but the look they shared said everything: This was it. “We’re dead,” Dad whispered in a broken voice. “No!” Mom snapped fiercely. “Not yet.” Dad shook his head. “We’re surrounded, Belinda. There’s nothing we can do—”

Ava’s power prickled beneath her skin, reacting instinctively to the foreign energy around her. They entered the war hall—a circular chamber crowned with a dome of stained glass. The floor was polished dark wood, the walls lined with maps, weapon racks, and banners bearing the East Pack crest: a silver wolf with eyes like fire. And in the center stood Alpha Rhian. He was older than Ashton, but no less commanding. His silver-streaked hair was pulled back into a knot, and his eyes were piercing and strange—like moonlight through smoke. His presence quieted the room the moment they stepped inside.

Alexander broke through Elias’s grip— but Z-03 caught him with one massive arm, holding him back without hurting him. “LET ME GO—LENA—!!!” Elias screamed: “LENA, WAIT—YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO THIS—!” But she stepped into the clearing— snow falling around her gold light swirling at her feet her body no longer entirely human. The Alpha Core roared— and the world bowed. Lena whispered: “Okay… I’m coming.” And the chapter ends there.

But in my mind, I built a wall. I built a wall of ice. I built a wall of stone. I kept a piece of myself. I kept the light. The boat hit the shore. The battle began. I jumped onto the sand. I raised my hand. Order. I commanded. The world obeyed. The silver melted. The path was open. Rian roared. The Alpha was home. The end arrived. (End of Chapter 26) Would you like me to continue with Chapter 27? I can focus on the growth arc as Elara starts making independent moves during the battle. Shall I start?