Claimed By My Enemy Alpha Novels & Stories

It can't be that I'm actually his mate. “Your dead mate? How come your mate died, if I may ask.” “She was taken by the enemies.” “The enemies? You also had enemies?” This made him chuckle lightly. He walked over to the bed where I sat and placed the cup containing tea on the table, from my observation. “There's never been an Alpha without an enemy. I've never heard of it, or have you?” “I don't think so.” Shit! What am I saying? I don't want him to know that I can't remember my past, to be on the safer side.

she said in a quiet voice. My brows furrowed. “Who could it be?” Kaiden didn't need to be introduced when entering my chambers. Who was it? I wondered. “Send them in.” I rose to my feet, taking the book with me. Jasper walked into the room, draped in a mourning attire. “Jasper, what's going on? What's with the attire?” I asked softly. Jasper dropped his eyes to the marble floor, his voice shaking as he spoke. “The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

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?"

A hand suddenly grabbed my arm. I twisted violently, raising my fist to strike— But the man who held me was not one of them. The Alpha stood there. His grip tightened slightly as he pulled me closer behind him. Three enemy warriors burst through the trees seconds later. They stopped when they saw him. For a moment, no one moved. Then one of them smiled coldly. “Well,” he said. “Looks like we found the Blackridge Alpha.” The storm roared through the trees above us. The Alpha stepped forward slowly, placing himself between me and the strangers.

“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.”

I said evenly, increasing the tone of my voice, “but you’re not my Alpha, and that I can say with confidence. I wouldn’t want to be led by a wolf like you.” His face hardened. “Whether I’m your Alpha or not,” he snapped, “there are other Alphas already heading this way. A lot of them. And they’re coming to kill your precious Alpha, Damien.” “If any of you try to stand in their way,” he continued coldly, gesturing toward the barricade, “I’ll give the order, and my archers will clear you out clean.”

she asks softly, as if she’s afraid that if she speaks louder, something will break. “I did,” I answer. “But only because you won unfairly.” “Me?” the corner of her mouth lifts. “You’re the Alpha. You’re the one with the advantage.” “Even an Alpha loses if he doesn’t want to win,” I say—and I can feel it myself now, that this isn’t entirely a joke anymore.

“That’s just another name I carry for my enemies. You honestly think you can take me down, rogue? Try it right now.” His guards instantly stepped forward aggressively, their growls loud and warning, their eyes glowing red in challenge. One of them, a big, bulky guy with a visible scar across his face, loudly spoke up. “Back off immediately, Alpha,” he said, his voice rough and threatening. “You’re clearly heavily outnumbered here. Do you really wanna die right here and now in our camp?”

"Called your man, sweetheart? Did he answer?" Three of them now. One at the far end of the block. Two closer in. They had spread out in the minute it had taken me to dial. "I know what I look like to you," I said, because my throat still wanted to work and I had to use it for something. "I am the wife of an Alpha. Touch me and he will bury you in a hole you cannot climb out of." "Your man," said the one at my left, "is not coming."

I'd asked Rook who he was and Rook had taken just a half-second too long to answer. Caelum Dusk. The Alpha's brother. "Sorry," he says, to me specifically, like the empty chair was a slight he owes me for, "I got held up at the eastern boundary." "It's fine," I say. "Did Maren feed you before this?" I blink, "Yes."