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Just when I was about to give up, the door burst opened revealing beta Gideon in the room with a murderous look on his face. "Well, well, she who we have here?" The beta took two steps forward immediately he saw me, with his hands clapping against each other. "You seem to be such a wise little boy, not as dumb as your father. So you think you could overthrow me? We made a deal and now, you turn to break it. Perhaps, you should have thought about all this before you took this bow step of yours to fight me. I already told you that, I am Alpha of Shadow Pack and there is no one who is going to overthrow me or ever going to rule except me.” I rolled my eyes, feeling bored by his statement.

The next morning, when everyone recovers, Dimon is dragged and tied to the post, like everyone else, but unlike the others, he doesn't scream innocence or beg for his life. Anyone who looked at Dimon would say that he was convinced that he was going to come out of that situation with a victory. - Dimon Shadow, do you know what crimes you are accused of? - Respect me and use my title. I am the Alpha of Alphas. As far as I know, no one here has the power to take my title away. Kat smiles. She noticed the provocation. She looks at the ancestor and nods. - Alpha of Alphas Dimon Shadow. Do you know what crimes you are accused of?

"The pack needs its leaders more than ever." Harley nodded, determined to regain his strength. "I won't let them down." As night fell, Marietta sat outside, staring at the moon. Monica joined her, sensing her friend's turmoil. "We'll get through this," Monica said. "We're stronger together." Marinetta nodded, drawing comfort from Monica’s presence. "I just wish I knew why this new alpha is targeting us. There has to be a reason." The next day, Brian returned with news. "I’ve found some information in the old texts," he said, gathering the leaders. "This new alpha is known as the Shadow Alpha. It’s said to be almost invincible, with the ability to control the shadows themselves."

Thyron gripped his shoulder, giving him a warning not to be carried away with his emotions. “I am the Alpha now. And the two are but the annual offerings to the Shadows.” “Are you sure they will buy it? Considering that we basically committed mutiny—” “The Shadows don’t care about our own affairs. They are dark wolves who have their own business to attend as well.” The Shadow Rose Pack, though it’s not Ariel’s first time visiting their abode, is always dark despite early morning. Not only with the thick canopy of leaves blocking the sky, there is really something in their fortress that makes everything almost impossible to see.

And everyone calmed down, leaning forward, eager to hear the end of this unbelievable revelation. “I present to you, Selena Nightshade, as the ne w Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack!”

Every instinct in me howls danger. The priest falls to his knees. “Shadow Alpha…” he whispers. What? Kaelion growls, stepping in front of me. “You shouldn’t exist.” The Shadow Alpha’s voice is gravel and smoke. “She was promised. Marked by blood older than yours.” “By who?, She's mine!” Kaelion roars. The crowd erupts into chaos. Someone shifts into wolf form. A young omega screams. A warrior leaps forward, but his body explodes midair, limbs bending backward like a ragdoll.

Caleb growled, taking a menacing step forward. Varick gulped. "I… I can't. The Alpha… he'll kill me." A new emotion flared in my gut – dread. Alpha of what pack? Was Varick just a pawn in a larger game? "Who is this Alpha?" I demanded, leaning closer. Varick whimpered, his bravado completely shattered. "The… the Shadowfang. They… they control the…" he trailed off, his eyes widening in terror. The warehouse seemed to shrink around us. Shadowfang. A rogue pack notorious for their brutality, a name whispered in hushed tones around campfires. My heart hammered against my ribs. This was bigger than we ever imagined.

Bride Of The Shadowed Alpha (Book 1) Marked By The Shadowed Alpha (Book 2) 🌹 ONCE, HE BEGGED FOR HER LOVE. NOW IN THIS LIFE, SHE BEGS FOR HIS 🌹 Written By Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella (Omaisabella). My name is Obsidian Sigil of Liora. They say he’s cruel. That no one knows where he came from. But I remember how he looked at me, like I was the only thing he ever wanted.

She needed to get whatever fantasy she had of me in her head because I was no prince Charming nor a Knight in shining armour. I spotted Chase walking towards me and the look in his face told me whatever he was about to say, I wasn't going to like it. “I found out who her mate was and we might have just incurred wrath on our heads by having her here” He muttered and he didn't need to say a name for me to know so it was. I had suspected it because of how sharp the mark on her neck was but I didn't want to believe it. Alexander Hilton, the only Alpha that can rival me in terms of power. We have been enemies for years now but neither of us made a move to attack the other because we knew that wou

“He’s not wrong.” “You shouldn’t be the one punished for it,” Roy said. “He’s not the enemy, Dad,” she whispered. “I thought he might be at first, but…” She trailed off, then glanced up at her father. “He’s not.” Roy leaned back against the counter, sipping his drink. “No, he’s not. He’s a good Alpha. But he’s under pressure, and the pack’s on edge.” They drank in silence for a while. The quiet was filled with tension, but not the bad kind. More like the kind that came when truths hovered just below the surface.