Ex's Enemy My Alpha Novels & Stories

"But it's also easier to say all that than to do. I just wish I could destroy all my enemies but I can't. We are just a few. Going on another war would mar us. Kappa and his wolves would be here anytime soon and it would either be to give up or to fight. I want to fight but I'm thinking about my pack. Is that what is best for us?" "I certainly know giving up is not the best. You know I will always support you. If you want to fight, then I'll fight with you." "I can't drag you into this, Hayden." "It's my battle too. Alpha Lundamous and his son are my enemies just as they are yours." "What do you mean?" "I'm sorry. I didn't tell you the full story. I'm from the pack and Alpha Lundamous is the

“Mark my words, Alpha, your reign of terror will crumble. And when it does, you shall witness the fury of a prince who will stop at nothing to protect his pack and restore balance to this world.” A hushed silence falls upon the chamber, the air thick with tension. The Alpha’s face contorts with anger, his eyes burning with a mix of fury and disbelief. But I remain steadfast, unyielding in my resolve. The battle lines have been drawn, and I am prepared to face the consequences of my defiance.

If Alpha Zach is here, he will surely lit every piece in this pack and alternately smoke on it like his fucking life depends on it. My gaze cannot help but wander again to this man and realize that the rumors are real. He is nothing but the personification of darkness. He loves blood, that’s why he’s the executioner. He tortures our victims until their soul doesn’t have a choice but to leave the mangled body. I doubt him at first. He seems too quiet and demeaning. While Alpha Zach and I are both have this intention to make the world bow down on our knees, he didn’t seem to display the same idea. But after some years, I was wrong.

... ** Alpha Diego** *Kyra!* She was the first person to cross my mind after the awful realization and just as I took a step towards the exit to go find my mate, a bright light met my sight, and a figure stepped into it. I squint and discovered it was Kyle, beta to the Blackfur pack; his presence impulsively caused me to pause.

In the world of Alphas, where egos often clashed, we had managed to maintain a steadfast bond that transcended any obstacle. I couldn’t help but reflect on Alex’s journey after his parents were killed during a rogue attack when we were just sixteen. Stepping up as Alpha amid tragedy, he faced numerous challenges, including his uncle’s opposition. He managed to rebuild his pack from the ground up, staying true to his ideals. Together with Sean and me, he founded a successful company and took over his late father’s other ventures. Beneath his smile lay the pain of his past, hidden from most.

I closed my eyes, focusing on chanting some more, before opening them back again, and saying one last word, “Begone!” The man’s body stopped convulsing at once, and then stilled completely. “You evil woman!” Gamma Spencer shifted at once, and charged at us almost blindly. He was no match for an Alpha whose sorrow was indescribable. Indeed, Alex’s father made quick work of him. “Your highness,” Beta Marc was calling desperately. “Your highness!” Only the Alpha King was no more. His wolves began to lose the will to fight, and many of them bowed their heads in submission, some even showing their bellies. I was about to fall to my knees, but Paulina helped me remain steady.

'Get ready to attack in the next minute. I knew that. I could feel the tension in my bones. I could almost taste the catastrophe that was about to happen. My senses sharpened, ears picking up on the smallest sounds. For some reason, they were not noisy. Instead, they chose to sneak around. 'Alpha, now!' I raised my gun as I took sight of the first man. But just before I could shoot, explosions went off at various points in the pack. My men were destabilized immediately, the formation scattering. The injured dropped to the floor. And a few, about three of them— were already dead. The thing I hated most about being an Alpha was watching my warriors die.

It was already awkward having stares from other Alphas who might not be aware of our current situation and Zuri was sitting with him as she always did. I looked up and saw my brother probably stabbing Draven to death a hundred times over in his head. I know that face. He looks up to me and I mouth ‘stop.’ He rolls his eyes. Then I see Mateo acknowledge Draven with a nod for the first time ever… maybe we were finally standing on mutual ground but that egotistic Alpha ignores Mateo and my hope for a future truce one day crashes. The Grand Alpha begins, “News is that Volkava has doubled his wretched beastly armies. For months—“ but I zoned out and focused on the mark pulsing underneath his skin

Her curves, barely covered by short silk shorts, fit perfectly against my crotch. “Did something happen?” she asked in a whisper. I slid my hand under her shirt, squeezing her breasts and feeling her nipple harden against my palm. "Alpha Michael has been more active. He wants to start a purge against rogues and humans..." I explained, deliberately omitting the filth that bastard had said about her. She tensed for a moment as I played with her skin. “Dilan... do you think we'll win? If they really attack...” Her voice sounded small, laden with a concern that broke my heart.

The true enemy had arrived. The Fallen Alpha.