El Alfa Esposa Novels & Stories

she whispered. Suddenly, she stiffened. We looked back to see a man in a black suit walking in. Five men followed behind him, dressed in leather jackets and sunglasses. No one had to tell us before we figured out that this was Alpha Marcus Skylar, Eliza's husband. People moved out of their way quickly out of fear. Anyone who was too slow was shoved aside by his men. Between two of him men, three kids walked in a single file, looking scared out of their mind.

Reyna felt very pleased that her husband would want to have a conversation with her behind closed doors. “I want to let you know that I’m getting married in a month if we don’t have a child” Alan knew what he had to do to make it right, he had to tell her of his plans in order not to cause any unforeseen circumstances. “Have you lost your…” “You have the guts to speak to me in that manner… have you lost your senses? I am the Alpha of this pack and also your husband but what you’ve forgotten is this I was the Alpha before I took you in as my wife so don’t you dare disrespect me?” Alan roared as Reyna stared at the grin of his face, she realized her husband wasn’t joking with his words.

Alpha Elliott said, his face taking on the glow of a young man in love, even a hint of a blush appearing on his weathered cheeks. "Do you like Shana?" "Shana is so beautiful. Every man likes her. Sadly, she doesn't like me." A flicker of sorrow passed through Alpha Elliott's eyes. Derek pulled out Tabitha's photo and asked, "Is she Shana?" "Shana..." Alpha Elliott blushed, but quickly retorted, "She wasn't Shana." Tabitha and Shana bore a 70% resemblance, especially from certain angles, yet Alpha Elliott recognized her instantly, indicating his deep affection for this woman.

"I've found a wife for you." I just stared at her for a second before laughing. Nothing else could be done. She couldn't really mean that. "Uh-huh?" Mother's lips were pursed in a way that showed she was about to scold me sharply, but she didn't want to waste her breath on my useless, ungrateful hide. Instead, she said, "She's the new Alpha of that disaster wolf pack to the north." That stopped me in my tracks.

That's why she was called a black witch, even though she has proven to everyone she's a good witch. With her eyes still closed. "You should stop pacing up and down, Madeline. Think about your health." She said before she continued. "That girl is not a witch... She's pure human." She sighed before opening her eyes. "A fated human mate to an alpha will only bring destruction. They should be separated from each other. Remember what happened the last time? That was only an omega... This is an alpha." Elena said. "Oh my goodness! How can I separate them? Alex has refused to reject her," Madeline said before she took her seat.

Fear. “You’re my mate” the elder said, voice booming. “The bond cannot lie” Damon’s face twisted in disgust. “I… I don’t… I can’t…” “Yes you can,” the elder said. “You are an Alpha. You cannot reject your mate. Not without consequences to the pack.” Isla’s stomach sank. She had hoped for freedom. She had hoped for exile. But now she was trapped. Damon’s jaw tightened. He turned away, looking anywhere but at her.

he replied, his words dripping with a sense of betrayal and resentment. The mention of Freya's name triggered a shocked response from Sylvia. The Freya she knew was someone she had known, someone who had been through life and death with her, and someone she believed to be a kindred spirit. Could this be the same Freya who had a hand in orchestrating this chaos? Doubt and disbelief mingled in Sylvia's thoughts. Amidst the escalating tension, Jason's commands directed the witches to harness their powers and seek ancestral intervention for protection. Simultaneously, the hunters armed themselves with advanced weaponry, preparing to unleash their assault on the Alpha.

The small crowd broke into an excited murmur. "Yes, she's the one," a woman said excitedly. "I saw her on the news. Her husband is going around with that supermodel, Isla." "I heard the Alpha is replacing her. How true do you think that is? From the looks of it, that might have happened already. I mean, look at the state of his wife." I shrunk away and tried to block out their words, but that only made the pain more prominent. Sobbing, I tried to get up.

"Called your man, sweetheart? Did he answer?" Three of them now. One at the far end of the block. Two closer in. They had spread out in the minute it had taken me to dial. "I know what I look like to you," I said, because my throat still wanted to work and I had to use it for something. "I am the wife of an Alpha. Touch me and he will bury you in a hole you cannot climb out of." "Your man," said the one at my left, "is not coming."

She went silent instantly. “When I was speaking with Alpha Richard, I heard his wife's voice in the background. Remember his wife, Francesca; quiet, blond, beautiful, blue eyes?” Elion waited, but she didn't reply. She stared at him, wondering where the conversation was heading. “I asked if his wife didn't go for the Luna retreat or trip, but his wife confirmed that there was nothing like that and it was made up.” Then he landed those hateful eyes on her. She shivered.