Battle Beast Invincible Daughter Novels & Stories

The girl silently laid out clothes on the bed. “Do you live here?” I asked her. She nodded. “Well, before, this was our house. But then Cronos came back and took it.” “Cronos?” The man that Zeke beheaded. “Amir is my father. He was previously the Alpha, but Cronos took over again and now—” she did not finish what she said and paused. “I’m sorry, Miss. I do not mean to disrespect the new Alpha.” I still could not wrap my head around the whole ‘alpha’. There are so many things that I don’t understand and it’s just making my head hurt.

I roll my eyes at him and watch him back away, taking his warriors with him. A woman screams as she runs out of the packhouse; I turn, ready to defend myself again; she stops in front of my mother, shrieking, “You and your fucking daughter were supposed to be dead; where is Marcus?” Jackson steps in front of her grabbing her by the throat. She kicks her legs wildly, struggling to break free. Showing me respect as an Alpha, he looked at me, and I nodded; he snarled in the woman's face, “You are the bitch responsible for kidnapping my mate and son.”

I laughed, the sound of a low, dangerous rumble, it is a sound that they all fear. “Condition?” I repeated and they were silent, "You think a mate can tame me?" I fired back and they all looked down, not able to meet my gaze anymore. “How dare you bring in the matter of a mate to me!" I roared and the men cowered, their tails between their legs. I glared at them, "How dare you tell me what to do?" I snapped, my neck twitching with the effort of containing my beast. “Oh…” I paused at this, “You want to bring in your daughter to become my mate..” they all shook their heads in unison, but they already made the mistake of speaking about the topic at first.

There were dozens of people setting up a wedding in a day. “Summer.” My mother gasped. Knowing that there was nothing that she could do either. She wasn’t from Alpha blood so she had to obey my dad’s orders and bow before him. She didn’t have a choice. “You stay right there and don’t say a word.” Dad ordered her. And dad started hitting me again, and again, and again. Each time I didn’t even have a chance to react. He was hitting me so fast and so many times that my head was basically a bobble head going from side to side. I could feel the blood pouring out of my nose and out of my mouth. My dad was determined to make me bow before him, but it wasn’t going to happen. Not this time. I wasn’t

I have no doubt he would fight me to get her. Bastian reaches out his hand. “Hello young lady. My name is Bastian Dolph. What’s yours?” She turns and looks at me, waiting for me to nod that it’s okay. It’s not, but I don’t want her to worry. She shakes his hand. “I’m Kenna Blaze.” “Miss Blaze, you are just as beautiful as your mother.” He says. I see my daughter’s nose go up in the air. She’s never smelled a werewolf shifter before. Bastian notices and leans in. “Werewolf.” He whispers to my daughter conspiratorially.

I didn’t have to question who it was, as she resembled her mother so damn much that there was no mistaking her. "BRYLLIE!" Unable to sit back and watch my daughter rush into battle, I lifted an elbow and slammed it into Chester’s back, causing him to jerk with shock and loosen his hold. Taking advantage, I began to move until I managed to get free of Chester’s hold and crash into the ground. "What the hell?" Chester gasped as I tapped into my alpha ability and scrambled to my feet. "Are you crazy?" "Maybe." I admitted beginning to limp forward. "But I can’t let my daughter go into this fight!"

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

I kept my face in a cool mask of indifference as she continued, the spear that was still in my shoulder burning hotly. “Have you forgotten so soon Beast? What got you here in the first place? You are a copy of your father! A brutish beast who can never love any-” Ma Jules spewed before I wrenched her head back, snapping it messily from her neck just as I felt her spine break under my foot and the body crumple to the gritty floor. I sighed heavily, howling a guttural dirge of exhausted victory as the full moon’s energy caressed the fur of my Alpha.

Although it was early in the night, a large portion of wolves had found their mates, and were dancing softly together, or had exited the ball early to be alone together. “Alpha Evander, Luna Ida,” my father greeted, and all three of us bowed. “Betas Marley and Imara,” Evander grinned. It sounded strange to hear my parent’s names; I always thought of them as mum and dad. “And who’s this?” Luna Ida asked, peering inquisitively at me. “This is our daughter, the Young Beta Arienne,” my dad said. I bowed again. “It’s an honour to meet you,” I said, nodding to each of them in turn.

"An Omega with an Alliance badge — how many people in the entire Northern Territory have one of those?" "Forget the badge — did you hear? She lured the Blue Moon Beast off a cliff. By herself. A Blue Moon Beast!" "That kind of strength… she's leagues above the so-called future Luna." "Leagues? The Alpha's daughter couldn't even stand when she saw the beast. The Alpha had to carry her out." "And she's supposed to be our Luna? What qualifies her?" Wendy was frozen in place. Her tear tracks hadn't dried, but the softness in her eyes was gone — replaced by pure shock.