Claimed By The Enemy Alpha Novels & Stories

“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.”

“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.”

He looked toward the council. “This woman is no longer to be executed.” The chamber erupted. “What?!” “Alpha?!” “You cannot overturn pack law!” “I can, because I just did. As Alpha of Black Fang, I invoke the Right of Claim.” Darius’s voice became colder. Even the elders stiffened. The Right of Claim. An ancient law that had not been used in decades. It gave the Alpha absolute authority to claim any prisoner whose existence could affect the safety or future of the pack. No one could challenge it. Not even the council. The eldest elder slowly rose.

"Then you know what is being asked of us and you know that your response has created a position this council now has to navigate." "My response was to Roderic," I say. "Not to the council." Caius does not miss the distinction. "The outcome of any response you send to a neighboring Alpha affects this pack and that makes it our concern. We want your position stated clearly." "My position is simple," I say. "She is my mate and I will not hand her over." The room is quiet for exactly one second and then three of them start talking at once. Caius raises a hand and they stop.

Belonging. A twisted kind of peace. I had been seen. Claimed. In front of everyone. And for the first time, part of me did not hate it. The alphas surrounded me. Bodies warm. Scents grounding. They held me through the night. The rival threat still lingered beyond the border. Kael's pack would hear. They would know. They might still come. But tonight, in this den, in these arms, I was theirs. Completely. And I was starting to believe it.

"I told them to deliver a message. Shut the restaurant down, apply pressure, nothing more than that." "That's not what happened." Marcus's hands curled tighter into fists. "I walked in and found four men cornering him. They weren't just delivering a message, Killian. They had him trapped. One of them was talking about testing an Alpha." His voice cracked slightly on the last word, sheer, blinding fury bleeding through every single syllable. "They were going to assault him right there on the floor. Like some kind of sick game." The silence that followed was heavy.

She nodded slowly, as if I had confirmed something she already knew, and went out. I was alone in the empty chamber with the splintered table and the faint smell of smoke on my hands. I let out a breath and felt, for the first time in two days, my knees shake. A boot struck the stone in the corridor, running. The door banged open. A young Gamma named Torren stood there with his chest heaving and mud to his knees. "Alpha. A rider at the border drop. Ravenmark." I went still. "Alone?" "Alone. He says he came to deliver a message." Torren swallowed. "He asked for her by name, Alpha. He said he is here for the Alpha's bride."

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?"

We are the wolves who doesn't worship the Moon Goddess and we are ready to kill every last one of you! The enemies thought my father is still the Alpha King. He mocked him in front of me. But i just stood still waiting for his signal. I know the support from the other regions is coming any minute from now. But we need to buy more time in order to completely defeat this rogues.

I said, skipping the greetings. "But we need to think before going into battle," said looking at each of the Alphas, trying to get my point across. "I want each Alphas to being what they can offer to this war, any Information they have on the rogue king will be useful." "He has witches working for him," Alpha Depp said. Alpha of the second smallest pack. "Are you sure of this?" I asked him not wanting false information. "Yes, I was it with my own eye when he attacked my pack"