Claimed By My Enemy Alpha の小説・ストーリー

"But it's also easier to say all that than to do. I just wish I could destroy all my enemies but I can't. We are just a few. Going on another war would mar us. Kappa and his wolves would be here anytime soon and it would either be to give up or to fight. I want to fight but I'm thinking about my pack. Is that what is best for us?" "I certainly know giving up is not the best. You know I will always support you. If you want to fight, then I'll fight with you." "I can't drag you into this, Hayden." "It's my battle too. Alpha Lundamous and his son are my enemies just as they are yours." "What do you mean?" "I'm sorry. I didn't tell you the full story. I'm from the pack and Alpha Lundamous is the

I am not going to be that fool again, Alphonso tried it with me and before I could get myself he had already taken everything. “What sort of familiarity will you have with him, he just met him for a day, what makes you think that he is the right one who will take care of you? It is already obvious that he is working for the enemy” He was trying to explain and make me realize that Jared is an enemy but that is not my problem. He is not my enemy. He might be his but I have no problem with that man. I know that he would try to convince me to turn against the Alpha but I am not going to do that. I don't like Alpha Laurent, but that doesn't mean that I want to work with his enemy in order to do a

Brynn shot me a sharp glance. "If there's an enemy that is out to get him, isn't it safe for us to partner with whoever that may be?" He suggested, his gaze darting from mine to Enrique's. "You know the saying "an enemy of my enemy is my friend". If they are looking to destroy this idiot Alpha, they might be useful to us."

Or the way that he grinned as he pointed out ‘her deceit’. Of course I wasn’t removing the blame from myself in any way. Instead I could only feel shame at letting such a blatant attempt at weakening me work. “I really want to get rid of him,” I said to my best friend plainly. “I’ll be meeting with more Alphas of the smaller neighboring packs this afternoon. The Maine Pack, Orion and Wilkens Packs will be among them.” He nodded, his eyes showed understanding of the gravity of the situation.

he said, his voice low and possessive. Jessica bristled at his words. She had always resisted his advances, and she wasn't about to let him claim her now. "You can't just kiss me and claim me like I'm some kind of possession," she spat. Lucas took a deep breath and released her, his expression softening. "I know, and I'm sorry," he said. "But you have to understand that as the alpha, it's my duty to protect and provide for the pack. And I can't do that without a mate by my side."

“You shouldn’t have to walk away with nothing while they live comfortably on the ruins of your life.” I didn’t know what to say. No one had ever said that to me before. I had been taught to endure. To sacrifice. To stay quiet and dignified while being torn apart piece by piece. And now this man; this Alpha from an enemy pack was offering me power… and vengeance. “Why?” I whispered. “Why would you do this for me?” His gaze softened further, something unreadable flickering in his eyes. “Because I don’t believe broken people should stay broken,” he said.

He has to try harder. "You're lying," I choke out. "Am I?" Remus pulls out his phone, shows me a photo. It's my father's head on a pike, eyes still open in frozen horror. I'm going to be sick. "You monster," I gasp. "Monster?" Remus laughs. "I'm an Alpha. I did what Alphas do. I claimed what's mine and eliminated the obstacles." His eyes slide to Thalor. "And my dear brother here? He's the one who carried out the executions. Isn't that right, Thalor?"

Or was he being plain stupid? He knew wolves nearby understood who Aria was, claimed or not. His very smart-ass of a friend shouldn’t have missed that. He brought her to the party to make him see that even if he hadn’t claimed her, she was still his. She belonged to him. Did he have to say it in words? He was an Alpha himself; he should know how possessive Alphas are of what belongs to them. With a hard grip on the glass at the table, he gulped down the whole glass of wine. Then turned to look at Aria’s face. It wasn’t wise to bring her into the den of werewolves. But he didn’t have enemies that he should be worried about. Everyone knew not to cross him, except for one: that bastard Alexand

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.

Too old to cry when they laid his body before the House. Alpha Alexei Malvore. A warrior. A leader. My father. I wasn’t supposed to be Alpha that day. That title was still years away. He was strong, feared, and beloved. He could command a room with silence and crush a rebellion with a whisper. And yet, one man, one traitor ended him. Vincent D’Arvenzi. His brother-in-arms. My godfather. The man I used to call uncle.