Ex's Enemy My Alpha Novels & Stories

Xavier’s reflexes were quick as he dodged Alpha Diego’s attack, his own movements precise and calculated. Earning a devilish smirk from Alpha Diego “Faster than I thought,” he taunted, his eyes narrowing in amusement. Xavier’s expression remained stoic, his focus unwavering as he prepared to defend himself against the ruthless Alpha. “You shouldn’t underestimate an Alpha like me,” Xavier replied calmly, his voice laced with determination. “I’m not as weak as you think.” With a swift motion, he countered Alpha Diego’s next strike, proving his strength and skill in the face of danger.

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… ”

“Why do we fight?” “For Carnage! For supremacy! For death! For my Alpha!” A wide smirk appeared on the Alpha’s lips, the air shifted, turning electric as the Alpha’s eyes flared crimson, showcasing an alien power infused within him. “And who is your Alpha?” “ALPHA DUNCAN REDCLAW!”

I said strongly “I see, well I would like to have you for dinner then as a thank you for taking care of these rouges here for us. It is at least we can do” Alpha Alex said. I saw his warriors look between each other as we spoke. I didn’t get a bad feeling per say but not a good feeling either. “These are my warriors Kevin, Fred and Sally and this is my beta Al.” Alpha Alex finished

He had been fighting against a fate he didn't even know existed, all for the sake of his feelings for me. "Haha, wow... so it's really you... who was meant for him... I pity his fate... why couldn't it be me..." She mumbled, tears glistening in her eyes as she spoke, and I could sense the turmoil in her words, the longing for something she couldn't have. "Honestly, right now, I wish it was you. The burden of having your alpha as an enemy is a fate worse than death itself." I said, feeling my chest tighten at the mix of emotions running through me.

“I know, and that's what makes you good people. When I realized you all live in the woods, I had thought that you were. All rogues, but then, you don't smell like one. When you told me about you being a hermit and about the Lycan, Alpha, I could already tell what must have happened for you all to have left the pack just like that.” “Your Majesty, we wish we could tell you what we actually passed through in the hands of Alpha. He was the worst of them all and-” “You don't need to hide anything about him. I already know what you're talking about. But then it would interest you all to know that Alpha Stark is actually my enemy too, so you have nothing to worry about him.” Both men took quick gl

Then she said, "Alpha blood. The blood of an Alpha who has a strong, true bond with their pack." I looked at Xavia. He was standing at the edge of the camp, his eyes fixed on the horizon. --- I walked to where Xavia stood, my boots heavy against the frost. He didn't turn as I approached. He just stared out at the dark treeline, his body stiff, his hands clasped behind his back. "Xavia." "Don't." His voice was low and rough. "Don't ask me." I stopped. "How did you know I was going to ask?"

Alpha? What the hell! Is my life destined to fail? Alpha? My, my, what's this happening to me? The alpha who sleeps with most of the girls, to make it worse, my worst enemy- Clara is the main. So what now? Does he know who his mate is? Pfft, what I'm saying, of course he does.

I said simply, raising my chin, I was the Alpha just as much as he was, in fact, he was actually a bit old anyway, still very solid but old. My father was on his feet in a second, his eyes hardening. “The enemy is your mate?” He asked, his voice dripping of poison and hate towards Silva. I met him head on, my being quite relaxed. What was the worst he could do anyway, “Some little pup went to the west with a dagger and returned a man.” My father sneered, his eyes searching mine for any kind of recoil or fear, but I showed none. “No father, ‘the enemy’ is between you and good-ol’ Alpha Silva.” I swung my fist in the space between us. “There is no ‘enemy’ between I and Pixie.”

he strumbled, sweats already tricking down his forehead, a pernicious gulp heard at his throat. Xavier raised an eyebrow, escapism in his eyes. "Alpha?" He grilled in perplexity that Jett couldn't comprehend. "I wasn't cognizant I had a Judas in my pack, calling me Alpha" the tall alpha was placid, so lenient that it unnerved everyone. "Alpha, I did-n't me-an to attac-k him, w-we were o-nly havi-ng fun!" Again, Marco sputtered with his words. "You killed my friend!" Jett spat, wanting to bust free from his restraints and hop on the blond hair, wanting to rip out his throat. "You're lucky you're still humming!