Disguised Among Alphas: How I Befriended My Enemies Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I insist. You're not that strong at the moment. You need all the help you can get. Just let them help you, okay? I mean, they're more than willing to do that.” I turned to the maids who had wide grins on their faces but I couldn't tell if they meant it or just had to do it to please their Alpha. I'd heard a lot of stories about Alphas who pretend to be nice on the outside whilst being so mean to their subjects. Perhaps he was one of them and was only pretending to care. But I didn't know that just yet. “You can use us as much as you want,” he grinned, rising to his feet and turning to leave.

She stood up from the chair and turned to us, crossing her arms over her chest. “You might hate me for lying, but it was for our own good. So we could live life free from alphas. It took Agnes a lot of resources and trickery to throw Killian off my tail. I warned you about the dangers of alphas and hid our identities because I had experienced firsthand their evil. They are cruel beasts. All of them.” Her gaze narrowed at me, and her lips curled into disgust. “Including the alpha you were getting close and chummy with.”

The snow on the trees was beautiful, it made the forest a more wonderful place to be in and I couldn't wait to have the chance to shift again but that would be in a while because today I was travelling with Alpha Jose. I retracted my hand from outside the window and there was melted snow dripping down my hand. I tightened my blanket around myself and sighed. Today was my trip with that perverted man but it was my opportunity to not only get closer to him but make alliances. I couldn't do this alone, the little information I had against him wasn't enough to bring him down. I need more information and enemies of his on my side. At the end of the day, my enemy's enemy is my friend. I snickered

My parents' distrust in the Grand Moon Pack would make everything slightly more difficult, but as long as I kept him in the shed I should be able to keep my parents at bay. "That jerk of an Alpha..." His lips curved into a smirk. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend, right?" "Enemy? Are you enemies with the Alpha of the Grantmoon Pack?" "Not exactly enemies. We've never met, but my parents always warned me about the wolves from the Grantmoon Pack, saying none of them are good news. But you seem to be an exception. Seeing how badly injured you are, I decided to take you in out of kindness. What about you? Why are you here?"

“It's only been a few days, nothing like ‘always the case,’ and you can't blame me for taking precautions. I am Alpha. I have a pack to protect. My people are my duty. I have only extended my generosity.” “Then keep your generosity to yourself,” I interrupted him sharply. “I never asked for you to be generous to me.” “We really should put our differences aside if we want to succeed.” “'We?' There is no 'we,'” I spat at him. “And you should not be interested in my success.” “I thought we already established that we had a common enemy. Your father, your mate—or should I say ex-mates—and then who is it? The sister who betrayed you. Yes, we have common enemies, which is to take them down.”

With his large hand on the small of my back, he led me into the party filled with suits and evening gowns. They stepped out of our way, bowing and raising their drinks to him as we walked to a standing table by the edge of the part where six men and women were standing around it talking and laughing. They saw us and bowed, their eyes shifting to me from time to time. “Alpha,” a woman smiled. She had on heavy makeup, her lashes so long she could fly with them. Her nails curved like they were claws painted in disguise. She gave me a straight look and right at the moment I knew she didn’t like me. She was only tolerating me because of the alpha.

"Well, he could find another pack out there and make himself king again. So how does that solve anything?" We stepped into the room. They both glanced at themselves. I waited for an answer. The woman shut the door and locked it again. Then she turned to look at me. "Kings that have been cast out of their packs are called rogue wolves. And do you know one thing about rogues?" "No. What?" "Everyone hates them. Because they live for the exact thing the rest of us do. So they are an enemy to both our enemies allies." "So you're saying Alpha Donald didn't survive out there?"

Astrid Lancetii is known as a multi billionaire CEO in London. As a vampire who saw her mother destroyed by a blood-bond, Astrid’s life is governed by one rule: Never depend on a single source. She keeps her hunger satisfied through casual, fleeting encounters, ensuring no one ever gets close enough to own her. Until she picks the wrong man for a snack. William Winchester isn’t just another high-society playboy. He is the Alpha of the disgraced Winchester Pack, a man who has spent years in the shadows planning to reclaim the legacy Astrid’s father stole from him. After a night of calculated passion, William reveals his trap: a high-definition recording of Astrid’s true nature. With the

“I defeated you before.” “You did.” “And... I embarrased you too.” He laughed. “You made me realize how much I stil have to learn.” Serafina stared into the tea. People here, they were stange. Shadow Fang taught that defeat created enemies. But Black Fang treated defeat as a lesson. She still couldn’t understand it. Suddenly, the doors to the council chamber burst open. Raised voices echoed into the hallway immediately. “This is unacceptable!” Alpha Aldren stormed out first. His expression was darker than before. As he passed Serafina, his steps slowed. Their eyes met. For one strange moment, he looked almost shocked. Not angry or disgusted, but shocked.

Inside lay a diary and an application form. I picked up the application form and the diary, my eyes lingering on the headlines in the application form. "Moonreign All-Boys Alpha Academy?" I muttered. All-Boys Alpha Academy… A haven for alphas? I never knew a werewolf academy for all alphas existed. I opened the diary, flipping through it. He had written so many things about his life. About how he didn't want to go to the academy because he was unable to shift, making him a weak wolf.