Fated To The Alpha Jessica Hall Novels & Stories

“I want her taken. Quietly. No blood spilled in the packlands. No witnesses.” The tall one tilted his head. “Taken where?” I smiled. “Far.” Silence stretched. The fire cracked. One of them shifted, uneasy. “Kidnapping an Alpha’s mate is a death sentence.” “She is not their mate,” I snapped, the edge slipping into my voice before I could stop it. I inhaled, steadying myself. “Not truly. The bond is flawed. Twisted. I intend to correct it.” “And after she’s taken?” the woman asked. “What then?”

“This pack was already mine, lady. Your Alpha Jace was no longer the Alpha King and starting today, you are going to serve me. As your new Alpha King, I am ordering you to kneel down and beg me for your life.” I could feel my blood boil deep within while staring at that man. As my eyes fixated on Jace, I feel nothing but anger. I wanted to attack him right now, but I was thinking about Jace's situation. The way he looked at me, I know he's trying to tell me to run away. “Stop this, Joshua. You don't have to do this, I am begging you. Allow my mate to leave and face me.”

She knew, in the recesses of her consciousness, that resistance was futile, that the allure of the alpha was too potent to deny. Lucas's hands, possessive and sure, ignited a fire within her, unravelling inhibitions and unravelling her shirt. Against the cold surface of the kitchen counter, Jessica succumbed, her existence defined by the convergence of passion and feral desires. In the aftermath, sprawled on the cool kitchen floor, panting and intertwined, Jessica grappled with the realisation that she had submitted to her alpha in a way she never thought possible. Yet, as she gazed up at Lucas, a lingering fear gnawed at her—a fear of the feral urges she had unleashed

“Alpha, this spells trouble. Didn’t you tell me you rejected your mate, Jessica, and that she came from there? My guess is she’s out for revenge and that her father is in danger. We must warn him somehow.” “Send a message through the usual discreet channels. Is that everything?” “I get it. You want rid of me. No problem.” “Keep me posted.” “Will do, Alpha Liam.” When she emerged, the Alpha seemed deep in thought. “Something’s off,” he said, finally. “Jack’s wrong. Yes, I have it! Jessica Haines told me she was in line to be the next Alpha there, which means her father was alive then or at least one parent.”

The realization that I had been fooled for quite a while now irked me, and even the fact that he was so chill about it irked me even further. “Why…?” I muttered, confusedly. “Why would you both do this to me?” My voice broke with sadness as I spoke but I paid no attention to it. I was hurt too. “I have always wanted to be an Alpha…” Jessica drawled, immediately catching my attention. “I knew you were next in line to your father and that whoever you got married to automatically became the Alpha.” She spat. With undivided attention, I listened to her steely voice that echoed around the empty space while my gaze never flickered away from hers.

* Jessica relaxed on the soft bed, depressed slightly cause of her weight on it, she leaned forward to pluck out another grape doused in bull's blood and suckled on it till their flavours mixed up in her mouth in their deliciousness. Finally, the Luna of Alpha Nathan has been discovered dead. It took quite too long, she let out a disappointed sigh, if she was discovered earlier Nathan by now have finished his grieving and lost all hope he would ever get her back. He would have accepted his fate was with her, Jessica, not with a stunted hybrid. She was deserving after all to be his true mate and was his fated mate, not that sick woman. Nathan would come to her arms, heartbroken, and in severe

Jessica used to be a very beautiful woman, she had a snow White skin, a flawless skin, straight pointed nose, sharp eyes, crazy curves, big breast and well shaped lips, she was tall, extremely beautiful, the most beautiful woman in his pack, she had a special silky long black hair making her looked like an Idol, and her smile could turn any one on, the main weapons to her getting everything from Alpha Vincent. Not long after, Jessica started acting strange, and Alpha Vincent noticed that, he was so sad thinking he has done something to her, he apologized a thousands time but nothing changed. He decided to give her some space by resting at his secret pent house, but he forgets something at th

I didn’t even want to have anything to do with Mikhail in the first place, so why am I caught up in this mess? “I don’t belong to Mikhail, and neither will I be a tool getting snatched and restrained. So let me go.” “Or what? You’re going to scream your way out? Oh dear.” Jessica lets out a loud breath before halting before me once more. “You should save your strength. In a few minutes, you will be tested to see if you are befitting for our Alpha.” “You must be crazy.” “He loves the omegas that have already been touched by Alpha Mikhail as he plans to tear his touch away even if that means tearing out the omega’s skin,” Jessica continues, ignoring my statement.

Jessica was a rogue in the previous life, and she is mute. She couldn't make a sound, but she was knowledgeable, very familiar with herbs, and knew every forest like the back of her hand. She accepted Cynthia's employment as an assistant and helped her find many antidotes to poisonous herbs. Cynthia always thought Jessica was an orphan, and in her previous life, Jessica never mentioned her parents. However, when Jessica woke up in Cynthia's car, she told Cynthia that she was the Alpha's daughter of the Lily Pack. "Take me away, please. I don't want to marry the Alpha's son of the Thorn Pack."

“—Michaela—” The world tilts. What? No. I didn’t hear that right. I couldn’t have. “—Caldara.” Silence. Not confusion. Recognition. Every head turns. Not toward the doors. Toward me. Everyone knows of the human girl the Beta adopted and raised as his own. Everyone knows she does not belong. Mum’s fingers tighten painfully around mine. I can hear my breathing now. Slow. Shallow. The Alpha’s gaze settles on me. Unblinking. “Step forward.”