Alphonso Hargreeves Novels & Stories

“You used her. And you made her feel like she was doing it to pay her price.” “Of course I did,” I said without shame. “Whatever it took. And I believe that she got a lot back in return too. She didn’t even know how to write her name before she came. I think of what we did for her as a blessing. And lying, I don’t regret it, not one bit.” Silence stretched between us. Then Alessandro raised his phone. “I think we’re done here.” He turned slightly, his voice calm as he spoke into it. “Alpha. We heard everything. And I believe that you got everything that you needed.”

“Good morning our wonderful viewers, today is such a beautiful morning. This is TV X and we have some exclusive news that will excite everyone.” “We know that everyone has been asking themselves about this mysterious young master called Lucien Hart. He is probably the youngest alpha in the history to take over such a huge pack and he is also the youngest CEO of Hart empire and his wealth and power cannot be rivaled.” The TV host stated, and it immediately attracted my attention after hearing Lucien's name. I raised the volume and listened intently.

My hatred for him grew after the incident at the marketplace when his men knocked down an old lady, and none could open their dirty mouths to speak kind words of apology. Alpha Leonardo walked past me that day, as I held the old lady, helping her to her feet. He had an evil, vicious smile on his face, the same one he has right now in front of me. I gulped down the lump in my throat, fixing my eyes back on Alpha Leonardo. “I will do whatever you desire of me, but make sure not to touch another strand of hair on my father’s body.” He maliciously chuckled but his smile faded into a smirk in an instant, “Get her father’s ticker.” He ordered one of his men, who opened a briefcase and brought out

Rich people are strange. "It is, if you're conspiring against one of us," Grayson says, obvious referring to the Alpha's in here. By the look in his eyes, he doesn't want to believe the words he says, but he is totally correct in his assumptions. I am here for Alpha Noah of the Harmony Pack. I nod down to his hand on my arm. "I think you should let me go..." Looking at his hand, I suddenly notice something glint around his finger, through the thin fabric of his glove. Is that a ring? My eyes widened...silver.

The sight of it stirred something in all of them—hope. As they descended, pack warriors noticed them, and the word spread fast. By the time they reached the edge of the dock, Alexandro himself stepped down from the ship to meet them. His eyes locked onto Edward and Jacob—and then landed on their father. “Lord Alaric,” Alexandro said. “Alpha Alexandro,” the older man replied. There was no tension this time, only shared urgency. “I brought help,” Alaric said. “This is Ysolde.” Alexandro studied her, surprised. “The witch?”

I don’t think this is going to go away. The door quietly clicks shut, and footsteps sound on the tiled floor. The scent is getting stronger, and his aura is filling the room. The closer he gets to the bed, the warmer I feel. I feel myself getting lost in all of this, but I can’t afford that. “I don’t want to bother you. I just thought that I’d introduce myself. I’m Beta Dominic Hargrove. I wanted to welcome you to the Blackpaw pack.” Goddess, just his voice has me almost creaming my pants. There’s no way I’m going to be able to do what I came here for with him around.

Harrod had thought about asking others in the pub but he realized that it was likely that Alphonse, who was now an alpha and the leader of a pack, would leave out spies and ears to report to him if any one asked around about him in the pub. As he was quite far from them earlier when he observed José and Jake as they had a conversation, Harrod was unable to tell what they were talking about about. However, he could pretty much tell that they were both acquaintances, and fit some reason he was curious to know which is who this strange guy is. This was because he had prior thought that Jake was Alphonse. ' But where's the baldness. Or did he find a way to get change that, just as he became an A

Although he seemed weak and vulnerable at this moment, his eyes were cold. I was too scared to answer. Fortunately, Hogan wasn’t afraid at all. “We took you in because you were injured. But I don’t think you have the right to interrogate us first.” Hogan moved closer. “Who are you? And why did you enter the borderline?” Hogan asked. The mysterious man peered straight at Hogan. He opened his red lips and introduced himself. “I am Regis. The Alpha of Green Forest Pack.”

He smiled at the young woman, and she lowered her head to avoid his gaze. They helped the Alpha sit down, and once he was seated, he raised his eyes to meet mine and then smiled broadly. “Forgive me for my tardiness, Your Majesty,” he said kindly. “My name is Arthur Harvey. I am the Alpha of the Sky Pride Pack. Welcome to my home.” “The pleasure is all mine,” I replied with a small smile of my own and then I introduced the rest of my group.

he muttered under his breath. Sky's heart was in her throat. Behind his back, Herman's hands were balled into tight fists. "What is it, Dr. Hughes?" Dr. Hughes suddenly pulled his hand back and ripped off his gloves, slamming them onto the floor. "Alpha Howell is fifty-three years old. A high-ranking Alpha's heart rate should be a drumbeat, and his skin should be running hot!" His voice suddenly boomed through the room. "But this hand? The muscle is as soft as wet cotton! There's zero Alpha energy coming off this person! This isn't an Alpha—this is some old, low-tier grunt!"