Her Alpha's Orders By Jennifer Francis Novels & Stories

“Please help me do my work… I do not want to die yet.” The bluntness of her words made my brows lift. “I don’t get you.” I stepped toward her, slow, measured. “Which Alpha gave you that order?” She hesitated, and I caught the twitch of her throat as she swallowed. “Alpha D—” She stopped abruptly, shook her head. “No— it was Alpha Jaxon. And he gave me a stern warning to make sure I massage it on your wounds.” Something in my chest went tight. “Jaxon knows that I’m hurt?”

I looked at Charles, who was still busy with arrangements, and decided to sneak away. “I must say, you look so much better than before. And I see you got your wolf back,” she said the moment I found her standing in a dark corner. “Yes, but I am curious about something. What brings you here, Jennifer?” I asked her, and she just shrugged. “We were sent to find the hybrid girl, that is what the Alpha King ordered Hendricks. If a hybrid showed up and gave you two medicine we should kill her,” she answered. But I could hear the undertone in her voice as she spoke.

She was holding a basket of fresh herbs and a small jar of soothing ointment. My cheeks instantly flushed red. How did she know? She easily read my panicked expression. "The Alpha's orders," she giggled, biting her lower lip to hide her massive grin. "So... what is it like? Oh my Goddess, he must be so wild!" Her eyes suddenly widened into huge saucers as she caught sight of the dark red bite marks and bruises trailing down my neck and across my chest. I quickly grabbed my silk robe and tied it tight, wincing as I walked toward her. My entire body was sore, but I held my head high. "I am fine, Francisca."

Everything is a blur in her eyes, but a god-like figure coming into view. "...AN ALPHA...HIS SCENT..." Elena stared straight ahead, not really comprehending what Laurel is howling about. "HE IS OUR MATE!!!" Ignoring Laurel’s reminder of her fate, Elena passed out.

“Do not worry, you are going home.” None of them ask if it was okay with me. I mean, I am the Alpha leader and I have to approve things before it is being carried out. Kael gave the order without seeking for my consent. Wasn’t he the one who told me that all orders must come from me? Has he already forgotten that? “What if I refuse?”

she said, tears filling her purple eyes. Tyler stared into her eyes. She felt as if he was going through her brain and nervous system, “I want you out of the room now” he said harshly. “Tyler no, you can’t use your Alpha command on her,” said Jacob worried but he already did. He is an upcoming Alpha and only he could use Alpha command as born an Alpha. Being a lower rank, Althea should be submitted to him and follow his order automatically, something that happens when Alpha commands a wolf but despite Alpha’s command, she was there. The command did not work on her.

Bastards. Philip and the others exchanged a confused look. They all faced the camera for the next instruction. Janet's voice echoed again. "He is an Alpha, you idiots! Sedate him properly this time and use the painful dose. He needs to learn a lesson. I am Alpha here and you answer to me, Fenrir." I flashed the camera a wolfish grin, knowing she was watching intensely. If I am going down, it wouldn't be in a whimper. "Do it." Came Janet's hard voice.

As Hera stood before him, resolute and unyielding, the battle for her freedom and the future of their love unfurled in the shadowed halls of the alpha's domain. Alpha James rose from his seat, his imposing figure casting a daunting shadow over her. With a cold glint in his eyes, he reached out and delicately lifted her chin, forcing her gaze to meet his own. His touch sent a chill down her spine, and she steeled herself for the plan he had in store.

Mendes roused his daughter by lightly hitting the girl on the shoulder. "What?" "There's Beta Harry below! You are ordered to come down and meet him ... Beta said you are ordered to go to Alpha's office right now! Jazzy ... please don't be stupid, don't mess with Alpha." "What do you mean? I don't mess with him, I never get into trouble either!" Answered Jazzy, who is now sitting up from her bed. Jazzy went to the bathroom without changing clothes and just washed her face. The girl in the small Scoopy patterned pajamas descended the stairs lazily, she is suddenly got a bad mood when she found out that a Beta delivered Alpha's morning orders - once again. Wouldn't it be more humane to convey

I give him a pointed glare. “All I know for sure is that I deliver her to Jonathon when he asks and she goes willingly. What happens behind those closed doors… now that sounds unwilling and sad, but we have alpha orders. Orders we can’t break. That’s how I know Jonathon is still the true alpha and not James.,” Henley says defensively.