Claimed By The Enemy Alpha Novels & Stories

I couldn’t let this happen! One of the Gammas, a towering man with cruel eyes, cracked his knuckles. "I call first," he drawled. Another laughed. "We’ll take turns. Make sure she really learns her lesson." My heart slammed against my ribs. No. No. No. I bit down on my fear, forcing my voice to stay steady. “You think the Alphas will let this slide? You think they won’t find out?” Winnie laughed, standing tall again. “Oh, sweetheart,” she purred, “by the time anyone finds you, you’ll be too broken to tell them anything.”

Yet now, here, with blood pooling in the stone at her feet, Kenzo beside her, her mother looking on with that same inscrutable smirk, and the High Council’s enforcers pouring through the doors with a singular goal— to kill the rogue alpha that had taken something that wasn’t his — Victoria didn’t know whether she believed in fate or not, but that had become irrelevant, because it had found her, and it was two feet away with a knife at her throat. Kenzo’s breathing was steady and controlled, too calm for a man who was seconds away from being executed, and when he shifted slightly, his body angling in front of hers just enough to keep her from their sight, she knew, without a doubt, that he wa

We debated the best approaches for confronting the rogue Alpha and his followers, considering ambushes, reconnaissance missions, and coordinated strikes. Alpha Damian raised his voice, his words ringing with conviction. "Alpha Lance, your warriors bring not only strength but also a formidable reputation. We are honored to fight alongside you in this battle." I met his gaze, a flicker of pride swelling within me. "The honor is mutual, Alpha Damian. Together, we will forge a path through the darkness and restore harmony within our realm."

I was cut off when another woman cropped in. “I don’t know what Alpha Leo sees in you, but you belong to someone else which is Alpha Enzo our sworn enemy, this is just an example of what is to come when our men, mates, sons, and loved ones match out to fight for you,” she cried out and the rest of the women nobbed their heads.

“The outlanders, the scavengers, they think we are weak. They believe my blindness makes us easy prey. They think our lands will fall as soon as their claws reach for it.” An answering growl tore through the crowd, and I watched the faces of pack members twist in wrath. “They are wrong.” The Alpha bent and grabbed something off the ground. When he lifted it, my jaw fell open because I was staring with horror at the head of the leader of our attackers. Alpha Kieran was holding it by its hair, and I fought the urge to retch as I stared at the bloodied head of our enemy. “This is what waits for anyone who dares test us,” the Alpha announced. His voice was hard, and his words sent a tremor throu

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.

I snarled as I stepped into the cell where Beta Orin knelt before me. He was shaking violently, his shirt ripped open. My warriors had softened him up, but I had to come to finish it. He was a large man, but now he looked like nothing more than a shaking puppy, his mouth trembling with all sorts of prayers. I slammed my boot against his chest and pressed it down, enjoying every cry of pain that escaped his lips. “We…we don’t know…Alpha, we swear it…..we never meant any harm by accommodating her when she came to our territory.” He whimpered, his cracked lips moving.

“Who are you?” The air froze. “I am the first Alpha,” the stranger said. “And I’ve come to reclaim what’s mine.” His aura struck like winter. Warriors staggered. The Phantom wolves growled, backing away. Aria’s mark pulsed, but even it flickered uncertainly. Kael growled low. “You’ll have to go through us.” The Sealed Alpha smiled coldly. “I intend to.” The battlefield fell silent. Wolves froze mid-fight. Blood dripped from muzzles. Swords hung still in the air.

“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?”

Weeks went by, and I obeyed every instruction I was given. I did everything possible to avoid crossing the Alpha’s path or ending up on his bad side. The maidens were surprised I had lasted this long—they kept asking for my secret, wondering how I was still alive. I only smiled. They had no clue that every single day, I fought a battle within my head, body, mind, and soul whenever it was time to clean the Alpha’s chambers. They didn’t know I had already mastered the exact moment he left his room and when he returned.