Hidden Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

Lucian exhaled shakily, head dropping into his hands. For the first time since he became Alpha, he didn’t know what to do next. He didn’t know how to fight this battle—not with teeth or claws—but with something far more dangerous: Hope. And heartbreak. ---- Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Valen Territory, under the cloak of darkness, a different kind of meeting was taking place.

Zeph Pov Unang araw ng pagtira ni Hillary sa bahay ni Alpha Hunter at siyempre ako rin. Marami ang nagpalista para sumali sa contest ngunit sampu lamang ang ang nakapasa. At kasama na roon sina Hillary at Duffy na biglang nag-iba ang turingan sa isa't isa magmula nang malaman nang una na interesado ang kaibigan niya na maging Luna ni Alpha Hunter sa halip na suportahan na lamang siya at i-cheer. Hindi man gusto ni Hillary na pati ang kaibigan niya ay karibal niya kay Alpha Hunter ay wala siyang magagawa kundi tanggapin na magkalaban sila ngayon sa iisang lalaki.

My alpha aura washed throughout the room, forcing them to submit. "Alpha, please." Zavian manages to spit out. However, I can hear the struggle in his voice. My alpha aura weighed him down as if I had just tossed a 200-pound weight at him and asked him to hold it above his head. Seeing them struggle, I realize I need to reel my wolf back in. I close my eyes and focus on my breathing. I needed to calm down in order to get my wolf to ease up from trying to kill everything in sight. I hear both my betas sigh in relief when I manage to control my aura, allowing them to stand up straight. Colt rubbed his hand along his neck, indicating that my aura was far stronger than I realized.

She chewed on her bottom lip as she waited to see what he would do. "Thank the Goddess he's doing well. No we haven't seen anything unusual here, Sir. Can you email down a photo of her? Dark hair and eyes, you said? Gorgeous and more than a little mouthy? Okay, I'll keep my eyes open for the email and I'll pass the photo around once I get it. Let us know if Alpha West needs us to send any reinforcements up. Even out here we know what a bastard Harding is." He pressed the button on his phone and slid it into his pocket before stepping away from the door and settling down on a sectional on the opposite side of the room from where Dani was pacing, shaking his head all the while.

The attack from Elora was not a movement of muscle and bone; it was a "Glitch" in reality. One moment, she was a passive statue of scentless obedience; the next, she was a blur of silver-white static, her claws leaving trails of grey "Redacted" data in the air. She lunged for Kaelen’s throat, her clouds-and-sapphire eyes glowing with the cold, clinical authority of the First Alpha’s "System Restoration."

Luna replied softly. Selene finally looked at her. “The Council wants you gone. You know that.” “I do.” “They think I’ll be the one to end you.” “Will you?” Selene exhaled shakily. “I don’t know.” Luna stood and kissed her forehead. “When you decide, I’ll be ready.” --- Far to the north, in a hidden hall of glass and bones, Alpha Merek stared into a black scrying bowl. “She didn’t kill her,” he said.

Ignoring the filth, he reached into the pile of ash, still warm with residual magic, and dug frantically. His claws were stained black with charcoal, his nail beds filled with soot. Finally, he dug out a corner of a fragment that hadn't completely burned. It was the corner of a yellowed parchment. It showed only half of his young profile—back when he had just presented as an Alpha. His eyes were clear, looking at someone outside the frame. There was also half a page of a charred vow. The handwriting was blurred by fire, but the last sentence was faintly legible:

I should’ve also known better than to tell her she should’ve just shown me her tits if she wanted to, and not contemplated the possibility she would follow through with it. But here I am, standing open-mouthed as Anna pulls down her grubby white top and bares her perfect pale tits to me. She’s confident at first, cocky even. Her shoulders are back and proud as she juts out her sweet rosy nipples. And I was wrong. I have seen plenty of tits in my time, but I haven’t seen it all before. I’ve never seen a pair of tits that make my mouth water like this pair. She has a beauty mark to the side of her right nipple. There’s a smear of mud above her left. And they’re beautiful. Perfect.

I muttered, pulling off my helmet. The door opened before I knocked. Corvin stood there barefoot, gray hair tied back, leather vest hanging open over skin inked with symbols I didn’t recognize and didn’t like. His eyes—sharp, bright, too knowing—flicked over me. “Took you long enough, Alpha,” he said. “Moon’s been screaming for days.” I scowled. “You could’ve sent a memo.” He snorted and stepped aside. “Come in before the forest decides you’re rude.”

Dylan’s jaw tightens subtly. “Hailey,” he says, voice controlled. “You are escalating destabilization.” The words feel like they are coming from him. But they are not his. They are filtered. I lean closer, my mouth inches from his. “Do you remember what it felt like,” I whisper, “when you thought I was gone?” His pupils shift. Micro dilation. Alpha’s presence sharpens. “I am adjusting emotional recall access,” Alpha says calmly. The suppression layer thickens. I feel it.