Alphas Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

After my parents adopted my sister, we started drawing lots whenever we wanted the same thing. A long stick meant I won. A short one meant she did. Dad was our pack’s Alpha. Mom was its Luna. They could have given us both almost anything. I was the one who had asked them to bring Lily home. At first, she followed me everywhere, calling me her big sister. I loved the sound of it. But for the past year, I hadn’t drawn a single long stick. Even Ethan, my childhood sweetheart and the pack’s Beta, told me to stop keeping score. “She’s already lost one family,” Mom would say. “Do you really need to make her fight for this one? It isn’t her fault you’re unlucky.” So I practiced. Surely, if I kept t

Evelyn's POV The cool water was refreshing on my heated skin. We've been traveling for days, yet I am still not ready to reach the Council of Alphas. The council convenes every 10 years to discuss alliances. As an Alpha's daughter I am expected to attend, and most likely wither away from boredom during the meetings. Another disadvantage of being an Alpha's daughter and being made to attend the council is that many families will force their children into arranged marriages. It's the last point that has my stomach in a twist. Being the daughter of an Alpha means I am to be used as a means of alliance and building bonds with other packs, even though we all have a fated mate waiting for us somew

I frown and ask, “Why are you helping us?” He raises his eyebrows at me and says, “You want my help, yet you think you can come in here and ask me questions, Darius.” I go to stand as Layla grabs my arm; she narrows her eyes at me before saying, “Darius didn't mean any disrespect, Mathias, but if you don't answer him, we will leave.” He put his head down, and his shoulders slumped as he rubbed his arms and said, “My daughter was sixteen when the Alphas came for her; we never saw her alive again.”

she said. “The next attack is where we will solidify our worth as an ally and gain the deep gratitude of both the current and future Alphas,” I said. “Sounds delightfully nasty, I will find the right person and have them eating out of one hand, while the Alpha Heir is eating out of the other. Is that all daddy?” my daughter said, rising from her chair to leave the office. “Yes, that will be all for now. If you see your nitwit brother send him this way,” I said dismissively.

I walked up the stage; the need to roll my eyes at his speech was so great, but I kept my gaze on the crowd instead. I smiled at the crowd, "actually, I am here to introduce myself properly. I am Alpa Moon, the Alpha of the Wolvin, daughter of Freya and Alpha Magnus, and the granddaughter of Alpha Boden. My grandfather gave his life so I could live and lead his pack the way he wanted to. Instead, you are stuck with Alpha Oskar and his violent ways, taking you back decades and -" "How dare you?!" Alpha Oskar growled.

"Yes. Alpha was resisting a bit so I had to kill him, but other than that we had not much trouble ." "Good" he said with a smile on his face. "I suppose your visit to me has some motive?" I asked. "Yes, i just found out about a pack not too far from here whose Alpha is a young girl about your age." Really! A female Alpha? Which pack and what's her name" i asked "Alpha Mahnoor of the Moonstone pack, daughter of Alpha Liam. " "Alpha Liam? Didn't he die two years ago? I never knew he had a child, especially not a daughter. "

"Same goes with Nimo. He doesn’t look like his father, either. Both our pups look like our relatives." "Oh, okay!" Jenny nodded, trying to wrap her mind around this information. "And your ex-Alpha chose to keep a daughter instead of a son?" "Not every Alpha cherishes SON as treasure. Even daughters can be Alpha heirs. My mom was one of them, and even Alpha Calvin Haysbert of the Blood Moon Pack announced his daughter, Lady Roselet, as his heir. So people’s thinking is changing, Jenny. I bet there are more cases of which I’m not aware."

The witches looked at Thea. “The Alpha’s last name was Durand, but their granddaughter took a different name to hide in the omegas’ family. The Beta’s last name was Moon. When these two mated,” Thea said, pointing to the couple above the unknown daughter. “They merged the true Alpha and Beta lines. Their daughter’s name is Alessia Moon.” Thea wiped tears from her cheeks. “She’s the rightful Alpha.” She smiled and gave a little laugh. She hadn’t felt into her in a while. Maybe it took some time for her magic to restore her Alpha powers since she had been starved all her life. She would feel into her the next time she saw her.

She peeks from behind him to smile at me, heat blossoming across her cheeks and pointed nose. Damn, where did she come from? I wonder to myself. Another Alpha I haven't met overhears him and walks over with his daughter. He looks to be in his fifties by the gray heavily mixed in his blonde beard; however, he's still tall and well-built for his age. "I'm Alpha Kellan. My daughter, Daphne, would be better suited for you. She's very kind and obedient. She'll be a fantastic Luna," he boasts. His voice is loud like he's trying to talk over the music.

These are the wild ones, and I can feel that tonight's topic has a thick blanket of anticipation wrapped around the room. The thing is … the Young Alpha has a sister, even if he does not recognise her as such. To clarify, she is his late father’s daughter with his true mate, and mistress, so she is considered a bastard. Apparently he has promised his father to make sure she is cared for and that is what this is all about. Finding someone willing to care for her.