Alpha Trauma Chapter 12 Novels & Stories

It only became worse as I watched Craig babble. "I was going to milk you more but then your cursed fate made you wolfless. Even your family despises you. Very soon, you'll be cast out of the Pack and probably die a miserable death as a weakling that you are." "Shut up!" My mate bellowed. Her tone had become aggressive on a much heavier dose than before. "So this is how the people of Silver Clawers are. I thought it was only your Alpha but I didn't realize the disease of stupidity and heartlessness has spread to the members as well." Her eyes became golden yellow again and her claws protruded once more.

_*]:min-w-0 !gap-3.5"> Chapter: Back Where You Belong The storm hit like the sky was tearing itself apart. Rain hammered the cabin roof, wind howling through cracks in the walls. Thunder rolled so close it shook the floorboards. Carlos and Amelia had fallen asleep tangled together, his arms wrapped tight around her like he could shield her from the world through sheer determination. Neither of them heard the footsteps approaching through the storm. The door exploded inward. Wood splintering. Hinges screaming. Six wolves poured through the opening, moving with military precision, fanning out to cover every escape route before either of them fully processed what was happening.

he demands. “Apologies, Alpha, but I had to prioritize cleaning Juan and Denise's house before attending to my chores here,” I nervously explain to Alpha, my voice trembling with fear. As I attempt to take a step forward, Alpha forcefully seizes my arm and hurls me against the unyielding wall, eliciting a sharp cry of agony as the impact shatters something deep within my body. Before I can even react, Alpha swiftly crouches down, positioning themselves in front of me, their voice dripping with disdain and disappointment. “I should have never kept you in this pack, you pathetic mongrel. Your worthlessness is only surpassed by your inability to fulfill the simplest of tasks assigned to you.”

“Miss, perhaps you should step aside. Before the smell gets worse.” “Yes, please,” a younger woman added, fanning herself. “Some of us are trying to breathe here.” The laughter was deafening now. Leslie tried to speak but nothing came out. Her throat was closing. Her eyes were burning. She looked at Tony one more time. He wasn’t even looking at her anymore. He’d turned back to the cameras, that perfect smile plastered on his face again. “Go home, Leslie, the Northern Territory Alphas are watching.” he said quietly. Coldly. “And don’t come out until you figure out how not to embarrass me.”

Ciel then tried to push Maverick away, putting his hands on the alpha's chest, but Maverick did not even budge, and instead, his gaze just went more intense and his jaws tightened. “Have you ever heard of a marked omega living without their alpha? Because I certainly did not. All the omegas that were without their alphas—all those which I heard about—have all ended in the same thing and on the same path: in the coffin; in death. But you don't want that, do you? So why won't you just stop being stubborn and listen to me for once? I don't want you to end up in the same place as those omegas, Ciel. I can't let that happen!”

I yelled, my eyes petrified, glistening with tears. He was scary and devilish. What kind of monster was this? I instantly regretted even setting my eyes on him. I regretted making him see me. If he didn't see me, he wouldn't have made that statement and I wouldn't be here now. I would probably still be insignificant but that was way better than whatever this was. He was the devil in the flesh. I could finally confirm it. What sick Alpha injures his mate on their first night? To hell with his mating and Luna position! I wasn't going through with this.

But I was an Alpha, there was no way my wolfpack would allow me to go down without thoroughly investigating all necessary terms. When I entered Alpha Thor's chamber, he was laid down on his back. I did not think much of it since I knew he was ill. But when I moved closer to him, his face was already pale like a porcelain doll, he seemed like he was lifeless, my mind began to race fast, for the first time in my life I was frightened. Just to be sure, I bent over to touch his body, he was already cold, he was not breathing again, I took his hand and called his name but his already-heavy hand fell off mine.

Draven raged inside, slamming against the walls, fighting to get free and avenge his fallen pack member. The scent of ash became stronger, so strong his own people moved back. Atticus's chest rapidly rose and fell, huffing as he stormed forward. His aura was so thick, it made it hard to breathe and his people stepped back even further. A deep continuous rumble rose from the Alpha's chest as his eyes swirled with flames. The enemies that were left watched horrified as the Alpha approached them. They felt frozen in place, unable to move as something they never felt before approached them. The Alpha's aura was so strong, that they swore he was in his true form.

I laughed, “You are evil.” We sparred for another hour and we were both pretty torn up, but Gamma Scott was definitely worse. He had a broken front leg and a broken back leg. Tasha was walking just fine, but she had a couple broken ribs from when Raider ran into her side head-on. I watched Raider limp behind a tree and came back after he shifted back and got dressed. I was on my way to shift back when Gamma Scott stopped Tasha, “You just stay where you are. I’m going to the clinic to get my arm and leg looked at. You need to wait for Alpha to get here. It’s clear that Raider is too easy for Tasha.” Tasha cocked her head to one side then lowered her head as an apology to Scott. He chuckled, “