Claimed By My Enemy Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

he says. "Your rightful Alpha is in danger, and he's needs your help as the pack he was born to lead. Your Alpha's enemy is also your enemy. Do the right thing and have his back. That is what you should have done from the very beginning of this evil reign," I say in a surprisingly confident voice. Whoa! I can't believe I said that without stumbling over my words. It's like that is what I was meant to say and I said it out without rethinking my words.

I released his neck, lick the spot that I had marked him with my tongue, and kissed it. I have marked my Alpha, I finally claimed him, there’s no denying it. He’s mine.

“Not between enemies.” The words settled between them. Aria’s chest tightened slightly. “You’re very sure my father is your enemy.” Kael’s gaze sharpened. “He invaded my territory tonight.” “That might be because he thinks you kidnapped his daughter.” Kael paused. “That’s a fair point.” Aria sighed. “So we have an Alpha war, a secret father, and a mysterious bond that I don’t understand.” Kael nodded. “That sums it up.” She looked toward the door again. “Then I guess we should leave.”

"Someone got into his room last night. Tore his throat out. Your brother tried to stop them. He's dead too." Dmitri couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. The phone felt like lead in his hand. "The pack is falling apart," Irina continued, speaking faster now. "Challengers are already circling. They're saying you abandoned us to go to some party while enemies killed our Alpha. If you don't come back *right now*, we're going to lose everything. The pack. The territory. All of it." Dmitri looked back at the bell tower door. Behind it, his mate was sleeping. The woman his wolf had claimed. The woman he'd promised without words, but promised all the same that he'd protect.

His plans to throw me away after using me. To distract myself, I grabbed my phone and opened social media but stumbled upon someone I recognized instantly from the past. It’sThe Supreme Alpha. Kael’s greatest enemy. One of the strongest Alphas in the werewolf kingdom. A man who hated rogues more than anyone else. He is dangerous, powerful and proud.

“Perhaps I should stop you right there Alpha, the Emeral king marches with three times as many soldiers as you have. I’m not trying to jump to conclusions here but this war does not seem to be tipping in your favour, perhaps we should stop frighting ourselves, and look at the real enemy!” “You speak of an enemy? Wasn’t he the bastard who put you to the task of Hunting my mate?” I spat. “Yes, yes he was. But circumstances have changed, and now if we don’t stand together we die! So tell me Alpha, do you want to conquer me? Or do you want to conquer the bastard that would be at your gates as early as noon?” I narrowed my gaze into his, this man may have just saved his own head. x x x x x x x x

The Alpha studied me for a long moment, then nodded once. “You are not a weapon,” he said. “You are a line.” Relief loosened something tight in my chest. “However,” he continued, “lines change the map.” I met his gaze steadily. “I won’t be hidden to make others comfortable.” A corner of his mouth twitched. “Good. Comfort breeds stagnation.” He turned to Marcus. “Your pack has a reckoning ahead.” “I know,” Marcus replied quietly. The Alpha looked back at me. “You will have enemies, Rose. Not today. Not tomorrow. But they will come.”

I said simply, raising my chin, I was the Alpha just as much as he was, in fact, he was actually a bit old anyway, still very solid but old. My father was on his feet in a second, his eyes hardening. “The enemy is your mate?” He asked, his voice dripping of poison and hate towards Silva. I met him head on, my being quite relaxed. What was the worst he could do anyway, “Some little pup went to the west with a dagger and returned a man.” My father sneered, his eyes searching mine for any kind of recoil or fear, but I showed none. “No father, ‘the enemy’ is between you and good-ol’ Alpha Silva.” I swung my fist in the space between us. “There is no ‘enemy’ between I and Pixie.”

“I assure you, my Alpha King, that was not my intention. But my enemy is an unhinged wolf who is determined to kill me at all cost.” “Who is this enemy you speak of?” “Alpha Dominic of the Woods Pack.” “I thought the triplet Alphas were all dead.” “All but one. He is the one chasing me across the world, determined to take my life.” “I’m dying to know why. Come with me.” I followed him to an inner room that was scantily furnished but screamed of wealth. We sat down across from each other and he nodded at me to speak. I told him my story from the very beginning, making sure not to leave any detail out.

“You invited her. The one person that you shouldn’t have considered… you chose to invite her.” “Yes.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “She is the enemy. She is the reason why the packs are now in factions and that my friend’s pack is almost always in danger.” I turned my attention to him then, meeting his glare without flinching. “She is an Alpha,” I said evenly. “Just like the others here. And not all Alphas are allies. You would do well to remember that. And if you think that she is the reason behind the danger of your friend, then you are clearly forgetting that it his fault that things turned into this.”