Claimed By The Shadow Alpha Novels & Stories

Scarlet wiped her face with the heel of her hands. “That's insane and you know it!” Jasper blurted out in shock. “Yeah. He's right,” Isabella agreed with him. “That tradition has been in practice for a long time. It's practically forbidden. What are you planning?” Scarlet held her head high. “The Council chose their own Alpha. I'll have to choose mine.” Jasper’s eyes darkened. “You want to elect one of your late husband's brothers as the Alpha? What the hell are you thinking, Scarlet?!”

Without the ancient boundary wards, Alpha Kael’s shadow-rogues were already swarming the outer courtyard. ​"Stay down, Aria," Damian commanded, his voice dropping an octave as dark veins spider-webbed beneath his collar and his nails lengthened into lethal obsidian claws. ​"They didn't come for a siege," I breathed, staring at the steps where my brother’s silver medallion still smoldered. "A blood sigil that strong only holds the barrier open for ten minutes. This isn't an invasion—it's a trap." ​Across the hall, Alpha Julian Vance staggered to his feet, coughing through the dust with terrified eyes. "He lied to me," Julian stammered as the hooded emissary beside him threw off his cloak. "Ka

"Someone deliberately erased the history. This witness claims evidence was hidden and witnesses silenced, but we don't know who ordered it, or why. The confession names no names." "Can we find this forgotten place?" Natasha asked. "I don't know." Thomas's voice shook. "The phrase could refer to a physical location, or something symbolic. I need to cross-reference this with other documents." Damien's jaw tightened. "What about the Shadow Wolf himself? We know he's the original Shadow Alpha, that his naming ceremony was interrupted before he could receive his true name. But what has he become? Can he be freed?"

he murmured, his thumb gently tracing the line of my jaw until the last of the purple vibrations beneath my skin went completely quiet and dormant. "Always the boss," I countered, my fingers instinctively curling into the soft cotton of his dark shirt to pull him down into my space. Tonight, we hadn't just closed a rogue branch of Vane Industries; we had completely rewritten the rules of the shadow war. The Shadow Council had built their fake army because they thought they could control the true Alphas through pure, mechanical strength and chemical poison. They hadn't counted on the Last Priestess standing in their way, using their own wiring system to turn their multi-million dollar machine

Despite the gravity of the situation, Shadow still managed to smile as he replied, "What better way to prepare for war, than binding more people to us? And I know two, in particular, that would be more than happy to call themselves Howling Warriors." With that decided, the Alpha couple settled down to tackle some last-minute paperwork when a thunderous roar could be heard coming from Lucy's office and all Hell broke loose.

I had no doubt that they would smell me behind the tree, but the shadows gave me the advantage of knowing what I was up against before they could see me. The three men stepped out of the woods, one radiated more power than the other two I could immediately tell that he was the Alpha. As I was observing them something strange happened, a blue light engulfed each of them, somewhat surrounding them in different hues. ‘Shadow, why are they glowing?’ I asked worriedly, feeling uneasy by the sudden change, people never glowed before. ‘They are of pure heart, they mean no harm, they are honest and trustworthy.’ she responded in the soothing voice that I have come to love in the few times that I'd h

Aria grimaced, what’s with these old people and getting unnecessarily angry? She just asked for the organization's name. “Uhmm, sir, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to annoy you. I just wanted to know where I would work. And also, yes, I agree it’s a good offer.” He looked at her for a moment, then his gaze softened. “Alpha’s Turnout,” he said. That was the name. Of course, she had heard that name before; she had wondered what type of name that was. But also, she had admired the decor she saw in magazines.

The notes aren’t just academic, they’re instructions. And then I see them. Records of their extinction. The Shadowborn were purged for their threat to balance. By decree of the Alpha of the Grayhide pack, aided by the Council, the bloodline was hunted and destroyed. Their power, unchecked, could unmake the bonds that hold this realm. Few, if any, survived. The words blur for a second. My grip tightens on the page. Because the name of the Alpha written in bold letters is one I know too well.

It passed straight through and landed in the snow. Rowan cursed. “Nothing touches him.” Kairos growled deep in his chest. “Seren. You must break the anchor.” “I… cannot.” “You must.” The shadow leaned closer. Its voice scraped inside my skull. “You cannot resist me.” I pressed both hands to my ears. It did not help. “Stop,” I begged. “Please stop.” Kairos stepped between me and the shadow. “You do not speak to her.” The shadow tilted its head. “You cannot protect her, young Alpha. You were never marked for this war.”

I asked, trying to regain my footing in this dangerous conversation. Florian's lips curved into a cold smile. "I'm the Young Alpha of the Shadow Branch." The words hit me like a bucket of ice water. The Young Alpha of the Shadow Branch? Not just some distant Nightshade family member with minor connections, but the actual Shadow Alpha? My limbs grew cold as understanding crashed over me. I had completely misjudged his status. Florian wasn't a marginal figure but the powerful Shadow Alpha who had been dominating werewolf news for months. The mysterious Young Alpha of the Nightshade pack's Shadow Branch had been outshining the official heir in every territory report. And I'd been manipulating h