Disguised Among Alphas: How I Befriended My Enemies Novels & Stories

I'm a queen now, bonded to an Alpha I hated with my life, standing beside the male who killed my family, smiling to the crowd with the blood of his victim drying on my face . I've never felt more trapped in my life.

I repeat as if I am stuck right there. His eyes follow something on my face. I touch my cheeks. The crimson blood has become pink. The ball of emotions in my throat seems to have finally exploded. “ They… ” My chin wobbles. “ Dad called me over. And the Alphas asked me…Does your brother talk about killing your father? Does he say he will hurt everyone once he becomes the King? Is he not normal like the other kids? Did he try to hurt your Dad? They asked so many questions… ”

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."

I am not going to be that fool again, Alphonso tried it with me and before I could get myself he had already taken everything. “What sort of familiarity will you have with him, he just met him for a day, what makes you think that he is the right one who will take care of you? It is already obvious that he is working for the enemy” He was trying to explain and make me realize that Jared is an enemy but that is not my problem. He is not my enemy. He might be his but I have no problem with that man. I know that he would try to convince me to turn against the Alpha but I am not going to do that. I don't like Alpha Laurent, but that doesn't mean that I want to work with his enemy in order to do a

Her taste was still on my tongue. "What do you say, Alpha?" I pulled out myself from my thoughts and stared at his Beta, Kelvin. "It looks natural but it does seem. Wild animals stay out of our territory as they can sense the danger." I told them. I had a lot of enemies. Thanks to my f****** father. His death didn't merely bring me the title of the Alpha but a bucket full of enemies. "We couldn't smell or get anything suspicious," Max said. There is where you are allowing your enemies to dig your grave, and rule your people. He doesn't need to know my thoughts.

From his facial expressions, I could clearly see the hatred written all over his face. "Come on, Dexter, he isn't our enemy," Ciara said to him with a warm smile. "He might not be your enemy, but to me he is an enemy, him and all those who refused to come to our aid when our pack was under attack by rogues. Just because of those crooks called supreme Alphas, I hope that one day they will soon know them for who they are," he said to Ciara, who sighed heavily without replying. Only if he knew that the supreme Alphas had shown me their real identity and that they were the ones who were actually ruling my pack while I, the Alpha, was living in a forest.

“You made good time.” Dante stepped forward, gun raised. “End this, Julian.” Julian smiled. “I could say the same to you. But we both know you won’t shoot. You still think this is about revenge. It’s not. It’s evolution.” He gestured to the monitors. “The old order is dying. The council’s weak, the packs are divided. I’m just giving the world new Alphas to follow—ones who understand power.” “You’re enslaving wolves,” Aiden said.

But I spoke first. “Stop.” The word wasn’t loud. But it carried. The clearing fell silent again. Both Alphas looked at me. I stepped forward. Just one step. But the movement shifted the entire atmosphere. “I’m not a weapon,” I said evenly. “Not yours.” I looked at Kael. “Not yours either.” Then I turned to Darius. “And definitely not yours.” A faint smile tugged at the northern Alpha’s lips. “Well,” he said. “That’s refreshing.”

This is why you must never go out alone. He tilted his head, watching me with a perfectly unbothered expression. "Who is Kael Damen?" "He is the Alpha of the BloodFang Pack, our sworn enemy," I explained, leaning closer as if the monster himself could hear us. "He is a psychopath. Rumor has it that he is so brutal, he literally takes showers in the blood of his victims to maintain his strength. He is a merciless beast."

Or the way that he grinned as he pointed out ‘her deceit’. Of course I wasn’t removing the blame from myself in any way. Instead I could only feel shame at letting such a blatant attempt at weakening me work. “I really want to get rid of him,” I said to my best friend plainly. “I’ll be meeting with more Alphas of the smaller neighboring packs this afternoon. The Maine Pack, Orion and Wilkens Packs will be among them.” He nodded, his eyes showed understanding of the gravity of the situation.