Chosen By The Alpha Novels & Stories

He chose Omega status. The new Alpha, Marcus, immediately sought out myself and Hazel to talk about an alliance and partnership in regards to learning the ropes. He was chosen through a pack vote, as their Gamma, Eric, opted to stay as Gamma. They also chose a new Beta, Ryder, who was a highranking warrior before.

She looked at Petra when she said it. Tarn went still beside me. Waiting to see how I handled it. I handled it. “The Alpha chose me,” I said. My voice carried across the hall without effort. “If you have a problem with his judgment, take it up with him.” The young wolf looked at Tarn. Tarn looked at the young wolf. The kind of look that reminded every person in the room that this man had won a blood challenge to stand where he was standing. The wolf sat down.

"Of course, Alpha." ***

Being with this Alpha must be ten times better than being stuck with Gamma Price. I have to make this work. No matter what.

the Alpha said sternly. "But you had it announced in front of the whole pack, we can't tell for sure the whole pack will keep it a secret, too many people already know about it. We know and we understand you do not approve of your partner given to you, but the decision you have made, it may not end well" the elder said. After some minutes without a word from the alpha , the alpha gestured them to leave. Now alone, The Alpha thought about it for a long time, he didn't want to kill the girl just like that, at the same time, he needed to get rid of the fake bond and he could not take back his words.

“And you were found right beside him, going where exactly?” My knees buckled. “You,” Antonio says slowly, staring at me like I’ve become a puzzle he can’t solve, “were chosen as his Luna.” He dragged in a breath. “And the girl chosen for the Alpha… was found alone in the forest… with the Alpha wounded beside her…” “Beta we should go. Word just came that Alpha Damon was engaging with a rogue before he was wounded.” One of the warriors said, and eyed me. Perhaps my size had finally been noticed.

“But listen carefully—because what you do next will decide whether your suffering ends… or multiplies.” The murmurs quieted. “The enemy wants chaos,” I said. “He thrives in doubt. In division. In rebellion without direction.” I met the Alpha’s gaze head-on. “And if you challenge the moon’s judgment now, you do not weaken me—you strengthen him.” The Alpha faltered. Good. “This is not the end of the war,” I continued. “It is the beginning of clarity.” I turned slightly, gesturing to Liam. “He was chosen not just as my mate—but as a bridge between what we were and what we must become.”

Solution replied. “Don't jinx it”! Cabrera exclaimed, hitting Solution lightly on the arm. “Yeah, sure, whatever”. Solution responded with an eye roll. “Anyway, his majesty has done quite a lot of bad things but the most popular one was when an alpha from the neighbouring pack visited our pack.” “What happened”? Avery asked in anticipation. “Well, it was a female alpha and she had this huge crush on his majesty”. Solution began. “She was pretty young and at the age of nineteen years so you could say she was lovestruck”.

"You said you gonna dethrone me right?" He asked. "You have to choose between the pack and Leilah." The elder answered. "Great, then fix a date for the dethroning coz I won't give up my love, I'm ready to give up the throne to be with my love, I have been serving this pack with all my heart, all my strength I have been so dedicated to it, if you think that you want me to do everything you want then I won't do it, go ahead and dethrone me and see if It will affect me one bit, I am a born Alpha, and even if you take away the throne from me, then it won't affect me because right deep in my heart I know that I'm an Alpha and I will always be."

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.