Belonging To The Alpha Novels & Stories

"Marrying a man I don't love is not what's best for the pack." "He's a great leader," he says. "And you will learn to love him." I shake my head. "I will never love him," I say. "Never." "You will," he says. "No, I won't," I say. "I won't." "You have to," he says. "That's the way of the pack." "I don't care about the pack," I say. "The pack can be run by someone else." "You're the daughter of the Alpha," he says. "Your place is with Lucius."

My chest felt like it was caving in. “Excuse me?” I breathed. The Alpha cocked his head. “You don’t belong to them. You belong to us.” Kelvin growled low and dangerous, his teeth bared. “Over my dead body.” The Alpha chuckled darkly. “If that’s how you want to play it…” He lifted a hand. Wolves lunged. And all hell broke loose.

“Things are pretty tight in the castle, actually in the whole of North America.” “Really? How so?” “Well vampires are being killed by Satan knows who and also the Alpha of the werewolf clan died.” I remember Zander telling Ptince Dante that a vampire guard died the day we came back from Dahlia’s. “Your boyfriend’s clan?” “Exactly,” she said sadly. “He was quite the wonderful Alpha.” "Alpha?" I questioned. "It means leader. The werewolves have a ranking, much like how vampires do. There's the Alpha, Beta, Delta and Gamma. The Alpha is the head of the pack and the others are co-heads, to put it simply," she explained.

"The Alpha is the leader of the pack, possessing innate strength, wisdom, and an unwavering commitment to the well-being of their pack. They are responsible for making decisions, guiding their members, and maintaining the pack's unity." As she spoke, Freda's hand moved across the whiteboard, outlining the word "Alpha" with a sense of reverence and admiration. I could almost feel the weight of their authority and the depth of their connection to the pack. "Next, we have the Beta," Freda continued, her voice laced with respect. "The Beta serves as the second-in-command, providing essential support to the Alpha and stepping in to lead when necessary. They are trusted advisors, mentors, and enfo

Everyone checked out identical to their original references. An Alpha command is a command that is the highest of its kind. When you are under Alpha command you cannot lie and must do or answer what is asked of you. It’s like a built-in lie detector that an Alpha uses to rule their pack. Drake also had not gathered any new intel from the High Moon Pack – the rogue pack “gone good” as I like to joke to myself. I am struggling to understand the concept; hence the delay in us signing a full alliance with Drake and the Blue Moon Pack.

"Of course, I feel it. In fact, I also know that my feelings towards you are much stronger than what you feel towards me. I am an Alpha, so my instinct is to protect you, love you, and provide for you." I blinked at him. "An Alpha?" "Do you know how wolves live in packs?" I nodded. "Good, there is also one leader of the pack, and every wolf pack has an Alpha, the strongest wolf that takes on the pack — the 'Alpha.' I am the Alpha of my pack." I shifted my weight to the side. "you are the strongest wolf in your pack?"

I. "Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I'm around. They will all know that you're my mate; they can sense it, and no one likes to mess with another alpha's omega unless they're crazy. Trust me, darling. I'm not leaving you alone. Not this time. If they even try to touch you, I will rip their throat out." Allen raised an eyebrow. "What's up with alphas and wanting to rip throats out?" Sebestian chuckled. "Ripping another alpha's throat out means that they've won. You don't need to worry about it, darling."

Shaking my head, I open my eyes and answer him flatly, “Honestly, I don’t know where I was going, but to me it seemed that I was intruding, and I didn’t want to bother you any longer.” “Woman. What on earth are you talking about? She is my beta. One of my second in command. I was merely calming her and assuring her that everything would be alright.” He says in a louder tone than he should have because now everyone is staring at us. When the doctor walks up to us, he pats Alexander on the back and asks quietly, “Is everything alright here, Alpha?”

Breaking eye contact, I dipped my chin slightly. “If that was true, Alpha, you wouldn’t have let things get to the point that they did.” Hector chuckled at my words, and goosebumps rippled across my arms. “Little wolf,” he said. “Even an Alpha will not get away with doing just about anything he wants whenever he feels like it. That would be indulgent. Dangerous.” My nerve endings stirred at how it almost felt like he had purred that last word into my ear, but I kept my expression neutral.

Does it affect Kiel? Come to think of it, she already caught a glimpse of him holding back last night inside the car. And she can’t deny that it left her in a daze. How can Kiel, a recessive alpha, had that sweet scent? “President? Are you alright?” Only Devyn realized that she’s already making that irritated face again. “Miss Anna,” she called out. The young lady across from her jolted. “Yes, President?” “What will happen if a recessive alpha’s rut gets triggered?” she asked without even blinking.