Alphas Daughter Novels & Stories

I ask him. “That is the Alpha’s daughter of the Imperial pack. She was friends with my sister when we were growing up,” Alpha says. I stare at the picture for a few minutes. “She died several years ago, son. Why do you want to know?” Alpha asks. “No reason. I don’t think I ever noticed this picture before today,” I answer him. I leave his office and go out on the front porch. Now my mind is racing with more questions. The lady in the picture, the wolf, looks precisely like Kate.

And the second child—the boy—had not let out a Sovereign’s Howl. This was wrong. His fingers twitched around the newborn boy in his arms. He barely registered the soft, struggling breaths of the infant—his son—because his mind was still reeling from the daughter that came first. He turned toward the still, pale woman on the bed, his chest aching. Lillith had named her before she died. Cinder. The name burned in his mind, filling him with an inexplicable rage. Twins? He could accept. A female Alpha? The Moon Goddess did not choose females. She never had.

“What… what do you mean?” I stepped forward, locking eyes with Natille. “Ancient law says the First Daughter holds the right to choose. Elder Nelda confirmed that Natille’s tie to this bloodline remains.” Nicole snapped her head toward me. “She gave up the Wilson name years ago.” Her tone was firm, but her wolf betrayed her with a low, restless shift beneath her skin. “Not officially,” I said. “Your Alpha declared it to the council but never filed a dismissal in the Sacred Archive.”

“Oh… she said she has a problem in her leg from birth.” Damian stared at the paused frame again. The girl moving around the office, doing her job while favouring one side. He didn’t respond immediately. “So she isn’t an alpha,” he muttered more to himself. “Sir no... she is an Omega. Anything else I can tell you?” “Nothing. You can go. Delete the footage. Tell anyone who asks the cameras weren’t working.” Adler left quickly. Damian exhaled and shut the laptop with more force than necessary.

“He’s inside with your mom.” She gives him a gentle nod before turning back to me, her bright hazel eyes still wet with water. She takes a deep breath as though she’s gathering the remaining pieces of herself one by one. She looks at me like she’s borrowing strength she doesn’t have left. “I’ll be okay,” Alpha Elias says softly. The reassurance in his voice meant for his daughter more than it is for me. Her fingers brush mine once and something inside of me doesn’t want to let her go.

I feel it bloom through me as I adjust my stance head up as I walk more purposfully through the crowds. “She’s back,” someone whispers. “She’s alive,” another murmurs. I keep putting one foot in front of the other. Erin looks back at me with a smile and Asher squuezes me hand to keep me moving forward. “Mommy, who’s that? She’s pretty,” I hear a little girl say, her voice sweet and curious. “Hush,” her mother replies in a whisper. “That’s the lost Alpha’s daughter.” A small smile tugs at my lips. For the first time in years, I feel it. I’m home.

My blood runs cold. - No, no, no... Not my head! Alina, I'm the daughter of an Alpha. No one will touch me. - The words come out without me realizing it. - Ah, so things have changed? Then you can touch me all you want since I'm a nobody. - Her voice is full of irony. - Now that being Alpha's daughter benefits you, huh? You could at least help me with that... If only and then I disappeared. But you'd think the daughter of an Alpha would abandon me...

she says Alfonso's expression doesn't change. "Who is Danika?" "Ah! How do you not know Danika!?” my mother exclaims, freaking surprise “Rubbish…” Alfonso kisses his teeth and proceeded to come back around so we can go back inside, but my mother speaks quickly to get his attention “She's the daughter of the former alpha," my mother explains, moving even closer to him. "Now that her father is dead, my son Lucan was supposed to breed her. But she's escaped, and we can't find her anywhere."

“I suppose it makes sense. Only low-ranking wolves would ever consider a human to be a friend.” My protective instincts flared. I stood, blocking the woman from getting any closer to the child. “Step away,” I growled. Just then, the girl shouted, “Daddy, help!” I whipped my head toward the entryway, where Alpha Dominic was now standing. The little girl raced toward him and quite literally launched herself into his arms. He caught her with ease and held her against his chest. “Aria,” he said, his voice steady and calm. My jaw dropped. The girl… was the Alpha’s daughter.

“For all of you. Always.” Like mother, like daughter. Except this time, the daughter has an Alpha, a Beta, and reasons to keep standing.