Forbidden Alpha Novels & Stories

Bow and submit to this Alpha immediately or die. .

Close enough to smell the fear rolling off him in waves. "Listen to me very carefully," I said. "The war is over. Between us, at least. There's a bigger threat coming. A wolf named Kaelen. He's ancient. He's immortal. And he wants to tear us all apart. So I don't care about pack lines. I don't care about old grudges. We fight together, or we die separately. Do you understand?" Finn stared at me. His throat bobbed as he swallowed. "Yes, Alpha."

I should have said something else, the shadows around became more visible now, daunting me. “Becoming an alpha is not easy, Roslyn. So many people had to die for this position, it wasn’t a sight anyone would be delighted to see.” He said, “Be careful, don’t go into areas you are not welcome” I had to really look at peoples faces now, even though most were cheerful and happy going about their day, some men kept giving us side glances, if they felt like they were waiting for us to step out of line. Just then an elderly looking man walked up to us, the same man from the dining room earlier.

" Alpha Ryan sounded interested. I sprung to my feet so I could be a part of the conversation. "I don't want an audience with a rogue, send her away immediately." Alpha Ryan frowned. I held his shoulders and shook my head, "what are you saying Alpha? You know we haven't got a chance to apologize to her after she was wrongly banished.' I immediately protested. How could he not feel guilty after that? Before he could respond, beta Devin cut in, " she says it's important alpha, she claims to be pregnant."

That feeling. The way it had She inhaled softly, pushing the thought away. No. Not now. “If it comes to that,” Alpha said finally, “we deal with it when it does.” It wasn’t a perfect answer. Selene could tell. Some of them weren’t satisfied. She heard it in the small shifts, the quiet exhales, the way a few glances were exchanged. But no one challenged him. Not directly. “What we cannot afford,” he added, “is division.”

He looked at her—really looked at her—and then sighed. “Damon was once part of this pack. My father’s Beta. But he wanted more. He believed in using dark magic to break free from the moon’s cycle. He thought wolves should walk as gods—day and night, human and beast, with no limitations. Seraphina helped him. But something went wrong. The spell backfired. He went mad. Killed my father. Slaughtered half the elders. I challenged him for the Alpha title and won.” “You didn’t kill him.”

He's been my tormentor and has been trying to frustrate me for years. "Get the fuck out of my mansion, all of you. If you can't figure out a way to settle this mess, then you're not worth being my counselors and Pack Elders. I don't know how I appointed dumb skulls like y'all!" I spat out and walked away, but someone said something. "Giving him the rogue is a better solution, Alpha. She's forbidden, and Alpha Cairo can help with the process since that's his specialty, and..." I turned to Kai, who bowed at me.

I said, looking around to make sure I was alone. "He believed his father was a human lover who was too kind and sympathetic to us till he recently died from a vampire attack. Damon thought that killing the humans would lead to the death of the vampires, as they couldn't consume werewolf blood once he became alpha. "This is insane, he can't kill every single human-" "He can; Akbur Hills is only one of many werewolf prisons in which we are all imprisoned. However, Damon requires a specific amount of votes from Alphas worldwide in order to carry out his plans, tho the other packs are opposed to this.

"We initiated the trial logs, but our wolf frequencies are fundamentally incompatible. If my hesitation has compromised your sector's standing, my armory will cover the structural damages." Freda’s hands clenched into claws against the iron tabletop. "Give me the real data. I refuse to authorize a withdrawal without an explicit reason." "I have identified the permanent anchor for my wolf," Ronan replied, his voice hardening. "The alpha who commands my line is Chika Whitmore. As a specialist in pack psychology, your units understand the law of absolute exclusivity. My core will not accept an alternate deployment."

“Then maybe you should tell me who these enemies are. You keep talking in circles, warning me about danger, but you never explain what’s really going on.” Aiden’s eyes flickered with something—frustration, maybe—but he remained silent for a long moment. Then he let out a low sigh, almost as if he was resigned to something. “There are other alphas, other packs, who would love to see me fall. We’re not just talking about power struggles within my own pack. There are rivalries that go back centuries, grudges that haven’t been settled. And now, with you here, they see an opportunity to exploit the bond.”