Claimed By My Three Alphas Mga Nobela at Kwento

that was all I could come up with through the link, He turned to me and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, ‘I want you safe, that's all’ he replied to me on the link, We need to get going, the road is still long to the silver waves pack’ he said, so ever serious, there is one more thing, since the news has been out, three other alphas are waiting for us there, I looked in his direction, surprised by the sudden declaration, “who are we to meet there? i asked him he looked kind of puzzled, and not sure of what to say, the two main alphas are alpha Gerard and alpha Stephan, they have some family ties to the Corrigens, the third alpha was added to protect, stating that pack might be the closes

Three Alphas, One Human (2) Sharp bites on my neck yanked me awake. Pain flared hot and bright. My eyes snapped open. Three massive alphas loomed over me. Their teeth gleamed wet in the low firelight. Fresh marks bloomed red on my throat, my collarbone, my shoulder. I was claimed, owned and I was theirs.

She didn't know that all three of us were Alpha. “No, I am an Alpha of this pack, so is Gage. Byron is Alfa of this pack as well, but he is also Alpha of all Alphas…” I watch her process this information. “Wait… You guys are the triplet Alphas? I know you guys look almost identical. How did I miss that? Holy fuck! I just fucked a king. I had three Alphas in me. I told you to Fuck me… I feel mortified.” Her whole face turned red as she realized what was actually happening.

"Yes, and that's the fucking problem. It clearly says on the engraving that the owner is Alpha Lenox, the youngest of mad Alpha's triplets. Have you heard of them?" "I think I have heard something about the mad Alpha," I shrug. In school, we hear a lot about the different Alphas of all the shifters, but I've never paid attention to the ones who aren't cat shifters. I couldn't care less who they are or what they do.

His wolf was clawing at him, growling at his lack of action, at not claiming what was theirs. “My name is Tasha. And yes, I do feel that same pull. Yes, the urges are a pain in the ass. And that’s exactly why you’re here—for the wrong reasons. Not because you truly want me, but because your wolf’s pushing you too hard and the urges are bugging you too much. Well that’s not good enough for me.” “I stepped down from Alpha.” She was so startled she couldn’t speak for a few seconds. “What?” “My old Beta is now Alpha.”

The older man's voice thinks for a long moment before answering. "I can't be entirely sure unless I know if he has the shifter genes." Then he takes a beat. "If he's like us, then yes. There might be a threat to his life. If not, then Jean's life is at stake because, after Michael, he's the only man appropriate to lead our pack. He could be the next alpha if Neville obviously lacks his superior genes." The younger male voice is back. "But what about Jean's son? Wouldn't he be threatened since you can't be so sure of Neville's genes?"

"I am your elder!" "We could rule together." He is crazy. His words are nonsense. But, still, in the back of my mind, I wonder. "Go back to your den," I say. "You're making a fool of yourself." He growls at me. "You would rather be subordinate to Kayla?" he asks. "Of course not." "Then you should listen to my proposition." I pause and look at him. Adam has always been a strange wolf. It does not surprise me he wants to be Alpha.

I beckoned and the follow everyone who is trying to escape, every one of them and it didn't matter if it was the Luna, her daughters, sons, maids, slaves—one by one, my men finished them off. I focused on Johan and ran after him, my weight pushing him to the ground as I press him down, glaring and growling at him and he shifted back, frowning and I did the same. "You shouldn't have come here, Adrian," Johan says, his voice dripping with contempt. "You know what happened the last time you crossed into my territory." "I remember all too well," I reply, my voice cold and hard. "But this time, things will be different." Johan laughs, a cruel sound that echoes through the clearing. "You are fooli

Damien stood slowly and crossed to the railing, leaning against it, staring into the woods. “You can rest now,” he said without looking at her. “You don’t need to keep fighting every minute. You’re safe here. For as long as you need.” Her throat tightened. “And what if Margaret disagrees?” He finally turned, and the moonlight made his eyes look almost gold. “I am the Alpha,” he said. “Even she will fall in line.” His voice was low but absolute. There was no room for argument. Ryleigh stood, unsure what she was doing, but compelled by some invisible pull. She walked to the railing beside him, close enough to feel the heat of his body.

"And when you're older I'll teach you how to be strong and brave like an Alpha." "Will I be an Alpha?" Golden asked while his eyes were wide with interest. "You already are," Zeke said while pride filled his voice. "You're my son which makes you an Alpha prince." "Like in the stories?" Golden's face lit up with excitement. "Exactly like in the stories," Zeke confirmed while a small smile crossed his tired face. "Except better because this is real."