Claimed By My Enemy Alpha Novels & Stories

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.

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.

“Tim is grown up.” “And we can still catch up here at home. Don’t worry. I’ll make you forget about that lowly Alpha.” “Oh. Thank you.” My throat dried up. Wrong Alpha. She was trying to make me forget about the wrong Alpha. The enemy was closer than she thought.

he says finally. “Maybe,” I reply. “But not for the reasons you think.” He leaves furious, shoulders tight, anger carried like a weapon he has not yet learned to set down. Sally finds me minutes later, clipboard tucked under her arm, eyes sharp. “That Alpha has allies,” she says quietly. “I know.” “More than a few,” she adds. “Some of them loud.” “I am aware,” I reply. She studies me for a long moment, searching for signs of doubt or fear and finding neither. “Neutral land does not protect you anymore.”

“Yes, my stealth approach failed, I had never expected it to fail this miserably, he has one up on me, he has the light, and he is forewarned when the enemy is close,” “What? He has the light? Didn’t your father used to have it?” the vampire's voice asked, confused. “It chooses the worthy, we have no power over that,” Alpha explained. “So you’re not worthy, I see” the vampire voice mocked him. Alpha’s blood was boiling inside. But he was controlling it. He had expected a few low blows from them but still, he was talking to the enemy and right now he saw an ally in the vampires, so he continued on.

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