Healing The Ruthless Alpha Novels & Stories

“Alpha, something doesn’t seem right. Look at her, she’s looking so weak. She might die.” “No way, Rhoda. Have you forgotten that she’s an Alpha’s daughter? Her wolf will heal her.” The more I stepped on the nails, the more I felt life leaving me. I was trying hard to hold myself. I stepped on the nail again, and yelled in agony. “Kyle…” I called out as I kept stepping on the nails. Rhoda couldn’t take it anymore, she rushed to Alpha Kyle, and pleaded. “Please, tell her to stop, Alpha. She’s not healing.”

I’d be trapped in this nightmare forever. Ryder’s eyes locked on the brand, and his face darkened. “Not anymore,” he growled. He grabbed my arm gently, his warm fingers covering the scar. A strange heat spread through my skin, tingling, then burning like fire. I gasped as the mark faded, the twisted scar melting away until my arm was smooth, like it had never been there. My jaw dropped. He’d used his Alpha healing powers—something I’d only heard stories about, a gift only the strongest Alphas had.

I leant down, running my tongue along the worst of her cuts, only for her to gasp and spring across the bed. "What are you doing!" She yelped, her cheeks burning bright pink. If those injuries weren’t so bad, I would have teased her, but the state of her back was fucking suffocating me with crippling guilt and anger. "Alpha saliva heals kitten." I said softly. "It will help you heal faster, lie down." She looked suspicious at first. "How?" "It’s just an ability we Alphas have." I shrugged. No one ever questioned that. "So you randomly go licking people when they’re hurt?" She asked, wrinkling her nose.

"She might have cursed you before she fled. Or maybe... maybe it's a hidden enemy inside the pack." He gritted his teeth. "I’ll kill them all if I have to." I smiled inwardly. Exactly what I wanted to hear. "But for now, Alpha," I said gently, "you must rest. Let me handle everything." He nodded weakly. "Thank you, Berra. You’re the only one I trust." If only you knew, dear Alpha. I stood up, bowing slightly. "I will prepare a special cleansing ritual," I said. "Something to drive the darkness out."

His chest heaved, a rattling, dry rasp that sent a spray of dark blood across my knuckles. "Too... late..." he wheezed, his eyes widening as they rolled back toward the bleeding crimson moon above us. His gaze locked onto mine, his teeth bared in a terrifying, final grin of pure, unadulterated madness. "The cycle... is sealed, Alpha. You think you're fighting for a throne? You think you're fighting for a bloodline?" He let out a strangled laugh that turned into a wet cough, his fingers tightening until the fabric of my shirt tore.

I could feel the vibration of his wolf struggling against his skin. He was somewhere else, somewhere dark. “You think you can talk to me like that?” he growled, breath hot against my cheek. “You think you can challenge me?” I swallowed, my throat painfully tight. “I’m not challenging you. I’m just, just asking you to let go.” His grip tightened even more and a small cry escaped me. He leaned closer, towering over me, voice dropping to a guttural snarl. “You forget who I am.” “I haven’t,” I whispered shakily. “You are the Alpha.”

Alpha Caden fumed back at Madison and she screamed in frustration. “So what? Did I not help you with that horrible beast when I got my wolf back? Which reminds me you have a lot of explaining to do as regards having an enchanted forest in the back of your pack land!” Madison screamed at the Alpha and he rubbed his temple as though he was dealing with an errant child, Madison did not appreciate the gesture.

People began to murmur in the crowd. The werewolf priest repeated himself, but I didn’t say a word. Kai reached for my hand. I turned to him. “Baby, are you okay?” Beside him was that bodyguard who had shown me the video of Alena and Eugene earlier. I swallowed. I turned to him, and suddenly people began to scream. I jerked my head around and gasped. “Max,” I whispered Alena’s distant cousin. He was the Alpha of the root pack. They were rivals to our pack. Sworn enemies.

"Unharmed? Reassurance?" "Yes. After all, they could have severed a finger if they were so savage and used that as intimidation and proof. Most Alphas can heal from a gash or any injury that leaves most of the flesh still attached to the body, but a severing injury like a lost appendage usually does not heal. This is subtle proof they are willing to keep your parents intact, or at least the way they found them." "I don't find that reassuring in the least." "Wise, because it means nothing. They're only trying to appeal to your feelings when in reality, they might be dead already. But of course, if the enemy is who I think they are, they should be intact. Annalise Rokley, yes? That is your nam

She gasped, covering her mouth before she could get louder than a breath. “Who are you and who do you work for?” Sandra heard Alpha Alex’s voice. She also heard the rogue struggling to breathe. “Tell me or I’ll crush you into bits”, Alex said as he pressed tightly on the rogue’s throat. The rogue slapped his hand several times, in an attempt to free himself but it all failed. Alpha Alex’s strength in his hands and grips was unmatched. “I…I… I… can't say”, the poor thing tried to speak. He still fought him off as he kicked, slammed, and scratched the Alpha. Unlike Rogues, Alex healed almost immediately his body had a scar.