An Heir For The Alpha; Winning Her Love Again の小説・ストーリー

As Hera stood before him, resolute and unyielding, the battle for her freedom and the future of their love unfurled in the shadowed halls of the alpha's domain. Alpha James rose from his seat, his imposing figure casting a daunting shadow over her. With a cold glint in his eyes, he reached out and delicately lifted her chin, forcing her gaze to meet his own. His touch sent a chill down her spine, and she steeled herself for the plan he had in store.

“No. I’m not upset at all.” “But you’re an Alpha. She won’t be your heir–” “What are you talking about? Of course, she will be.” He runs his fingers through my hair. “She will be an Alpha, like her father. She’ll rule Silverhide, and one day, the Deadlands will be hers as well as Alpha King–Alpha Queen. She’ll be sweet and beautiful–like me–too.” I wrinkle my nose at him, but he smiles, chuckling. He continues, “She’ll be headstrong and wild like her mother. She'll be a fearsome warrior. She’ll be brave, like you. Beautiful, like you. And we’ll love her.”

And as he turned away from her, retreating into himself, she felt the chill of his withdrawal creep across her skin. She watched him walk away, a lone figure retreating into the shadows, leaving her standing there, emotions swirling like a storm within her. The room felt emptier in his absence, a void where his presence had once held sway. Their relationship had never been a straightforward one, a complex interplay of duty, fate, and emotions. As an alpha, he was accustomed to command and control, his authority woven into every aspect of his existence. And she, as his mate, had chosen to embrace that life, to stand by his side and uphold her responsibilities to their pack.

I looked back up into her eyes and it hit me. I was too distracted by my adoration of her, too lost in her absolute beauty, too busy trying to breathe in her presence that I missed what she was afraid of showing me. She’s an Heir. Facts started to assault my thoughts, coming in rapid-fire as I pieced everything together about what Sebastian told me and who Alice really is. ‘Alice doesn’t have an Alpha.’ Of course she doesn’t, because she IS an Alpha. He’s an Alpha. Her brother is an Alpha. Was.

"I can't afford to lose you for the second time. It's going to kill me, Jax. It will. So I beg of you. Don't do what you intend to do." I sensed the sincerity in her voice. And it instantly put me through a complicated thought process as I begin to contemplate my options, weighing them to see where I stand. I have to open my eyes to look down at her. I touch her hand on my face, squeezing it affectionately. From there I sigh before saying, "I understand you. And trust me, I want to end this. I don't even want to get involved in all of this anymore. But what other option do I have? My father's dead. So is my brother. I'm the only one left of the Alpha family and you think they will stop there

"I stand before you as the Alpha of the pack that brought this ruin. I know an apology is a small thing compared to the lives stolen, but still... I am sorry. On behalf of my pack, I am so sorry. We are all sorry." Morvienne watched him, her breath hitching. "But I have found the survivor," he continued, glancing at Morvienne with a look of such profound love that it made her chest ache. "I have found your daughter, Morvienne. And I love her with every fiber of my being. I promise to protect her, to honor her, and to keep her happy, always. Maybe there might be times when we argue, but I think that's normal," he chuckled, but then went serious immediately, not wanting to offend her parents.

"We're going to the Howling Moon tonight." I blinked. "The bar for werewolves?" "Exactly." She tossed a scandalously short crimson dress at me. "Nothing mends a broken bond like rubbing your freedom in everyone's faces." A wicked grin spread across her lips. "And I heard the Shadowfang Pack's Alpha heir just returned from his warrior trials..." As she described the mysterious, notoriously single Alpha heir, I felt something I hadn't felt in years—a flicker of interest. Not for the stranger, but for the life I could have now.

“Now I know you are trolling one crazy bitch, aren't you? Isn't that what you're trying to prove to me? I won't allow you. I won't allow you. Why? You could have done anything. You could have done any other thing. But attacking the Senior Alpha? That is wrong. That was not part of anything. No matter how much hatred you have for me, you don't kill the Alpha.” I said, quenching the last part of my sentence into my mind. “Killing the Alpha is my job. He's my fucking father.” I looked at her as she seemed a little bit shocked. “I never planned on killing the Alpha. Whatever is happening has nothing to do with me. The only thing I am doing is watching you from the side. For us to get so tired of

That day in Blossom Grey, Derrick put his hand on my shoulder. Looked me dead in the eye. “Seeing how weak you are, I don’t want my daughter with someone like you. Even if the Moon Goddess brings you together, I’ll cut it. Miranda needs someone strong. Not a mummy’s boy.” His words still burned. *FLASHBACK END* But not anymore. I’m done being weak. I’m going to prove I deserve to be Alpha. And maybe... one day... when the time is right, I’ll be