Emma Parker And Alpha Logan Novels & Stories

" It's okay. Daniella, it is not your fault and besides, I wasn't hurt. Derek saved me. Daniella felt even worse to see her friend comforting her when it should be the other way round. Daniella manned up and pushed herself - depreciation thought and focused on Lucia. "I am sorry Lucia,... i shouldn't have left you but are you sure you are okay??" Lucia nodded. It was very true, she was really okay. She knew that Derek wouldn't allow anything bad to happen to her. His presence sheltered her from being drowned by those negative thoughts and emotions that had threatened to overwhelm her. She felt calm and settled when he was around so yes, she was okay.

I do not even try to hide it. "You think this is funny?" Amara's claws slide out, scraping against the table. "You set this up! You dirty Okoye parasite. Since you forced your way into our pack house, Kofi and I have had nothing but hell!" "Amara, honey," I lean back, letting my scent of sweet vanilla and wild rain carry across the table to irritate her. "Your words make me laugh. Do you honestly think Alpha Kael is the type of wolf who lets a woman pull his strings?"

It smelled like a feminist. Maria had rushed to save a halt at a point. She sensed danger then she heard the sound of a wolf echo from within. She looked up and it was a full blue moon. She thought to herself they would find her and see her if she made any noise. They had only gone a few meters when there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind them. Without hesitation, lanthe appeared in front of her followed by the alpha wolf to stop him. Maria broke out in cold sweat petrified, she then took another path hoping and praying hard to get home. Her heart was racing and her feet were wobbly as she ran. She could see their shadows from her frightened state, she could hear their voices telling h

She rips the heels off and growls under her breath. "Why does height have to be so painful?" I laugh and she sends me a death glare. "How are you still wearing yours?" She asks, exasperated. "Well, for one the pack is a few minutes away, and I have gotten used to them." That last one is a lie, but being the next Alpha, I have to keep up the allusion of nothing getting to me. And nothing includes a measly pair of heels. My ears perk toward the open front doors, my nose twitching as the scent of a large group of werewolves floods toward us. Rylan grumbles, but straps her feet back into the heels. I turn toward the door, and wait.

Atlas's POV I was in my office, focused on reviewing the income and expenditure reports for the pack over the past week. The numbers had to be precise, and I took pride in managing every detail that kept our pack thriving. Suddenly, a mind link interrupted my thoughts. “Alpha, Alpha Logan and his beta are here to see you,” One of the border guards reported. “Tell them to come to my office,” I replied, feeling a flicker of curiosity. Alpha Logan was the head of Oakwood Pack—and Akira’s father.

the blond one asks with a grunt as he lets Logan fall into his arms. “Me?” I rasp, unsure what to do and if I should trust them. “B-Brie.” “And his?” “Logan,” I say, swallowing hard, still feeling sand on my tongue. He nods, glancing at his companion. “I’m Alex, the Alpha of Tempest Valley,” he says, then tilts his head to his friend. “This is Sawyer, my Beta.” I blink at them, trying not to burst into tears. None of this feels real.

"Thank you." I quickly stood up, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Miss Beverley, be careful." He nodded politely and turned to leave. Too embarrassed to say anything, I hurriedly ran into the office. Looking up, I saw Erika's meaningful gaze. "Ella, that was Parker, the heir to the Alpha of the Flame Pack, right? You and he..." "No! There's nothing between us..." "Don't deny it! I saw everything! The way you just lay in his arms, looking into each other's eyes, it was so romantic!"

He sneered while staring at my princess sister. "Shvt the h*ll up!" Suddenly, Amira roared, her eyes glowing in anger. But her anger was ignored. We focused more on what Logan just said. "Alpha mutt?" Collen furrowed her brows. "If I am not mistaken, there's only one Alpha mutt for you, King Logan. That's the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. Shiva's ex-mate!" "Collen?!" It was me who got irritated this time. However, the words of these two men with us made us all think. Demeter, Orora, and I shifted their glances at Amira and Logan. "Amira, did Adam give you that?"

Jacob’s mother lay unconscious, blood pooling beneath her head. “Medical supplies!” Elena shouted. I crawled to them. “She’s breathing. Pulse is strong.” Another explosion rocked the bunker. The crack widened. “We can’t stay here,” someone said. “We can’t leave,” Elena countered. “The fighting” The intercom crackled. But this time, it wasn’t Vera. “Hello, little humans.” The voice was male, cruel. “This is Garrett. You remember me, Marisol?” A pause. “Your alpha is surrounded. Three dozen of our best fighters. He’s good, but not that good.”

That was worth something. We drove until the city lights faded and the land grew emptier. Finally, Jasper pulled off the road onto a dirt track. At the very edge of town stood a rusting shipping container, tucked into the trees. Jasper cut the engine and jumped out quickly. He hurried around to my side and opened the door for me. “This way, Alpha.” I followed him. The container loomed in the dark, its metal sides dented and scarred. Jasper pulled a heavy padlock free and swung the door wide.