Enchanted By The Alpha Novels & Stories

***** I wake up at sunset for my morning run, when I see a shadow without a scent. "Mother?" I whisper while looking around for extra caution. “I still can’t believe that this idiot who calls himself alpha thinks this forest is enchanted.” She chuckles. "I know." "If it was really enchanted, I wouldn't come and go as I please." "I won't leave the pack defenseless when I'm the alpha." I motion for her to sit on the bench under a tree. "I can't wait to see Apha Hunter's face when he realizes that you are my son, when we take over the pack."

I rolled my eyes, hugging Kaiden’s pillow close to my chest. “Aww,” Layla took a seat on the edge of the king-sized bed. “You miss him.” “I really do. It’s been weeks and I can't wait for him to return.” I heaved a sigh. “You don't have to worry, Your Highness,” Layla reached out for my hand and gave it a pat. “Alpha Kaiden is the most powerful wolf in the kingdom. The WhiteMoon pack has nothing against his army. He’ll defeat them and emerge victorious. Just like he always does.”

It was disarming. Every girl in the pack whispered about Alek—the perfect Alpha, the prince of every fantasy. Strong but tender, ruthless to enemies yet endlessly patient with his people. He was their dream. And here he was, close enough for me to feel the warmth of his breath, looking at me as if I were the dream.

Because sometimes we forget how powerful kindness can be until we see it change a life. And yet, even with all the struggles, I want you to feel good when you read my story. I want Enchanted by the Alpha to be your escape. I want it to be the place you go when you are tired. I want it to make you feel excitement, love, tension, comfort, and warmth. I want you to smile, scream at your screen, fall in love with the characters, and forget the world for a little while. You deserve that. This story was written with love, but it was sustained with your support.

I don't know why I was excited just by the fact that I will be visiting the pack and not just any other pack, a pack I was in a war with. I threw those thoughts to the back of mind when my beta came in with that usual smirk of his. I raised my brows towards him and he only chuckled. Clearly, he had heard the news that I was about to get engaged. "I would never have thought that the almighty alpha king would be getting married this way and not to someone he even knows. I heard that the girl is one without a wolf," he was able to say this in under a minute and I shook my head. Alex, my beta is the only one who is able to act this way around me. I am only free when he is close to me and this is

An Alpha is possessive, they take and claim, they don´t share, or wait for their mate to be ready, or get her head out of her ass. I don´t know where all of this is coming from, or who the woman who answered was, but I looked at them and took a deep breath: "Please..."

The golden-sealed parchment soared up toward the high, vaulted ceiling of the council chamber. Ethan smirked. He didn't hesitate. With a fierce burst of motion, his body distorted, clothes tearing as he instantly shifted into his massive, dark brown wolf form. He coiled his powerful hind legs and launched himself high into the air, his jaws snapping shut, fully expecting to catch the deed and end this pathetic game. But he never reached it. Suddenly, a terrifying, suffocating wave of **Alpha dominance** flooded the entire room like a localized hurricane. The air turned so thick and heavy that the lesser elders in the room instantly gasped, falling out of their seats as the crushing weight of

Kane says. I roll to the left of him as he rolls to right, shifting as he falls off the altar. The witches scream and rush away from him. For a moment, I forget that I’m supposed to get on his back. His exquisite, golden wolf transfixes me. The rarest of them all. The biggest and strongest wolf to walk this earth. Born only once every hundred years and known to us as the Alpha of Alphas. Wow. Well fuck, don’t the gods have a twisted sense of humour?

Trust Isabella to have placed herself above them. “For a long time, I believed humans to be the myth,” Alpha breathed. When he pressed his palm against the glbutt, his warm breath ghosted it like his handprint. Huh, so that’s what true wonder looked like? Yet shouldn’t a werewolve be drooling bloodthirsty savagery right about now? Or had that been one of the sketchy details that was wrong, just like the whole fantasy about wolves being wiped out apart from outlaws, or Alphas being submissive Charms because mine was a rebel.

I needed to know her. Alpha drove through the checkpoint and made his was through the village making sure to drop spohie off at the house, with a quick hug and a wave good bye Sophie was gone. Alpha Jackson eyed me in the mirror then asked 'what did you hand Trinity?' 'My name and number' I answered With a hint of shame I explained to Alpha that at college, I realised I was interested in women as much as I was interested in men. This news seemed to ammuse the alpha. It almost seemed like it was turning him on.