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Tiffany stammered as she looked into his father who is now clenching his fists. He uttered, "We need to be alert. Something is not right, I'm going to figure this out." The woman looked at Killian who is now looking at her. * thud thud * * thud thud * She remembered what she saw earlier. "Are you okay?" Killian asked. As Tiffany was about to answer, Killian's father called him. "Killian!" He shouted, motioned the boy to come over into his place. Ryleigh Montgomery, the Alpha of Montgomery Clan, is one of the most powerful Alpha in Clandestine.

“I thought you were done with this. With wolves. With pack politics. With all of it.” “I am done with it.” “Then why are you letting that little girl drag you back?” She downed the scotch in one swallow. “With her silly problems? Her dramatics? She shows up here and suddenly you’re playing Alpha again? Training her? What’s next, Alexander?” “Nobody’s dragging me back into anything.” Alexander’s jaw tightened. “I’m helping her the only way I know how instead of watching her suffer.” “Suffer?” Vivian’s smile turned cruel. She poured another drink. “She’s twenty years old with a roof over her head and someone cooking her meals. What exactly is she suffering from?”

CHAPTER 4: MONSTER IN SHINING ARMOR? LIANA'S POV. The atmosphere around us was tense. Hostility brewed as both sides glared at each other, growling. The man I was with and who came to my rescue was Trevor, son of the former Alpha, "The Alpha Who never was," as he was known by. "How dare you desecrate these grounds, with your presence? Still want to take the life of another Alpha? I'm not that easy to kill, nephew," Alpha Roderick said in a disdainful tone and hateful look.

Alex mummer and Ash don't know what to answer. 'No he is not same, not at all' The Alpha was staring at him, his eyes still hooded from the bliss they’d shared. “I hope I didn’t disappoint,” he said with a smile. Ash bit his lip, shaking his head at the very notion. “I hope my lack of disappointment was obvious,” he retorted as Alex soft smile spread wider. "It means you feel good, even after many years." Ash chuck and didn't answer him. “You’re very good at taking care of me, Alex,” Ash smile and he noted as he traced the rim of the glass with one finger. “I’ll be spoiled for any other Alphas who come along.”

"Certainly not, but I'm sure you need something to clear your throat. You've been yelling too much lately, Alpha." Sharp eyes pierced Aaron, but he remained calm as before. He seemed unafraid to confront the Alpha's truly unstable emotions of late. "Please, Alpha Oscar." Aaron placed the tea on the Alpha's desk. His demeanor was polite and full of etiquette, especially with a smile that continued to grace his face. He provided the best service possible, even though the Alpha had the opposite expression—disheveled, tired, and oppressed.

Alpha usher was a very greedy King and he deserves nothing more than a painful death. Naya was really worried, she hoped Milly was safe. Her mind was not settled as they drove to the pack. Stormie was driving furiously and she tried to pacify him. Naya told Stormie to be careful and that she was sure Milly would be fine. Naya felt like something was wrong, why was Alpha Asher bent on seeing her and stormie. She was scared and she didn't have a good feeling about this especially since stormie was so furious. She was scared he was going to make a decision that was not good and it would ruin everything

she said as her heart heaved up and down. “Doctor, what is happening?” Alpha Asher asked again, ignoring Margaret's pleas. “Go, for my sake,” Margret repeated as she held his hand. “I will be back,” Alpha Asher said kissed her forehead, and left with his beta. Before he stepped out of his house, he shifted to his wolf and bounced on the rogues that he saw with rage. He used his fangs and canines to snap off their necks. With the help of his beta, he killed many of them and some fled. He immediately started heading to his house, but he saw a wolf coming out of his house. He immediately snapped this neck off and ran to his house, but he saw two more.

Regardless of their mate status, it was believed that offspring from a true blooded she wolf would give you stronger, more capable off spring – future alphas. They were very difficult to kill, if you managed to get close enough. "I'd rather rot in your cell, or take the risk I piss you off enough you'll just kill me", She chuckled slightly. "I thought you might say that", Alpha Mathew Sighed, slowly making his way around his desk before lowering himself into his wrinkled leather seat. He was prolonging this moment, sensing my apprehension. He slid a thick white envelope across the desk, arching an eyebrow when she held her position, reluctant to get closer to her captive.

With deliberate slowness, Hugo turned from the window, his sharp eyes landing on the figure seated casually by the hearth, the Alpha responsible for their ruin. Alpha Asher. He sat with deceptive ease, one arm draped across the chair’s armrest, the other resting loosely on his thigh. His clothes carried the scent of violence: blood, earth, and the acrid sting of torn energy left behind when the forest itself had been stirred to wrath. Yet, despite the chaos he had unleashed, not a single mark marred his skin. He was untouched. Whole. Unshaken. If one looked closely enough, a dangerous gleam flickered in the depths of his eyes.

A guy said, throwing some cloths at her which she caught effortlessly. "And who are you?" Summer asked as she was fully clothed now, thanks to the guy beside her. "Am Dorian, the alpha of the crystal pack and the alpha son, Mr Derek your school principal" Dorian said as he turned his back on her and started walking out of the woods while Summer hurriedly trailed behind him. "And what are you?" The guy suddenly asked, stoppingon his track as he stared at her, his cold gaze piercing deep into her soul. "What do you mean, what am I? I'm Summer Jera..."