Claimed By The Enemy Alpha Novels & Stories

White for a truce, Green for trade agreement, Blue for Marriages alliances and Black for war. I looked up from the parchment to my father. “What is the meaning of this?” When he didn't respond, I slammed my fist against the desk. “Answer me, father!” “It wasn't my fault!” He dragged his hand through his hair. “It wasn't my fault! This is all on you!” I lifted the black parchment again. “This is all on me? When did I ever agree to wage war with the Red Claws pack!” My body shuddered when I said that name. The Red Claws Pack is the most feared pack in the entire realm and their leader, Alpha Asher, was nicknamed the “Red Beast.”

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."

The howl did not fade. It changed. What began as ambition twisted into something heavier—thick with authority that had no right to exist. The sound dragged across the land, bending lesser calls beneath it, forcing silence in its wake. Ronan’s shoulders tightened. “That’s not a normal Alpha.” “No,” Kaelith agreed grimly. “That’s a Claimant.” The word felt wrong in my mouth, sharp and unfinished. Ashael’s gaze fixed on the eastern ridge. “The shard has chosen quickly.”

"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.

“You’re everything that an Alpha isn’t: cocky, cunning, self-centered, fickle, and bullying. Everyone saw it, and everyone hated it.” “They respected and followed me until you came along and challenged me.” “No, they existed in small, tight groups. And those groups feared you, sure, but an Alpha who tries to rule through fear and intimidation isn’t an Alpha. It’s that simple. And so is your fate.” “Nick,” said Jesse. “We know this guy did you wrong, and we know he kidnapped your mate, but he’s also responsible for the kidnapping and deaths of our family members—my sister, Bracken’s cousin, and Zander’s nephew.”

The Alphas were nodding their head in agreement at this statement. "That means we'll still have to face the same problem again. Our main enemies are the vamps, not our own Epsilon who was given by the gods to help us all. So to the Alphas here, I think we should think deeply and realize who our real enemy is. Thank you." The Marja Alpha sat down after his speech which brought about arguments within the hall. Everyone was trying to voice their own version of a solution. As the Lord Alpha rose, there was a thick blanket of silence covering the occupants of the hall.

he asked firmly staring Gunner down, “You knowingly endangered the Triple Goddess” Gunner growled, “Listen here boy, I have known you since you were a pup. Our packs have been allies since long before you were born. You want to stand here and accuse me of betraying our alliance, of endangering the Triple Goddess? Because if that is the avenue you wish to take, I suggest you rethink your strategy. You may be the Alpha now, but you are still a greenhorn. Watch yourself young one and don’t test me” Alpha Ambrose spoke firmly and with authority. I wanted to clap my hands at his speech. Gunner dropped his hands and stood quietly glaring at the Lua Chei Alpha.

What's wrong with saying something longer than just meaningless muttering? "She's an Omega," he said after the woman had gone out and the door had closed. "I didn't ask," I said indifferently and unconcernedly. "The one in the parking lot is Alpha, you have to be careful with her." This is what I hate, enemy! "Listen to me, as long as I live, I've never had any enemies. I'm not interested in you--" "So do I. " "I'm not done talking!" I snapped. "You know Esme, I'm Alpha, the highest status of all including your ancestors, you should submit to me!" He snapped back at me.

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

But I do not flinch. I do not give in. Finally, the collapses to the ground, spent. The other guard approaches me. I yank him to the ground. I am on top of him. I pin him. My sisters gasp. "I could kill you," I say. "Stop!" a voice calls from behind. "You will not kill him." I turn to look behind me. It is the wolf from the forest. The Alpha.