Hiding My Twin Pups From Their Alpha Dad Novel Novels & Stories

My inner wolf will never be at peace until I see her again. I want to feel and touch her again. If she didn't leave me, I probably made her my mate when we woke up. "Are you mad, Sir?" the chauffeur asked again. Why does he have to ask me too many things?! "I'm definitely not mad. Please continue driving," I replied. I'm a werewolf, the Alpha of my pack. I decided to mingle with the humans to find a mate. That's just my reason. Also, I'm filthy rich because I got lucky being the CEO of a food company. My father decided to retire and suddenly made me the company's CEO.

“It’s better that they believe the boy is dead. It will make them bold and careless.” “If their goal was to eliminate the Alpha’s family, they might come for you next,” Jareth warned. “Let them try, if they dare!” the old Alpha growled, with a ferocity that belied his age. They fell silent again, both of them thinking about what to do to protect the boy. “Take the boy with you. Pretend to be his widowed father. Go to Crimson Falls and stay there. Alpha Felix owes me a favor. He’ll grant you a pack transfer.”

Chapter 23. * Mountain Howl Pack. Max stood alone in the council room, hands behind his back. His eyes were riveted on the chair designated for the Alpha. His father, Alpha Rex, had sat on the throne, and he was expected to be the one to take it over. But he wasn't as strong as his step-brother, Creed, who had taken over as the pack's new Alpha and was running things efficiently. If only he could enlist the help of Creed's most faithful subordinate, Lucas, the gamma of the pack. He pondered.

“Shhh, baby. It’s ok. I’m proud of having a strong she-wolf like you as my mate. I bet you’re an amazing luna for your pack. And an amazing mother to your son. I can’t wait to meet him.” She takes a shuddering breath and wraps her arms around my neck. But, before I fall into her arms again, I have something to tell her, too. “Baby, you have to know some things, too. I’m the son of the alpha from the pack that killed Rin, Sev, and Case’s pups. They were horrible and cruel. So, I helped them destroy my pack and relocate all of the pups. We killed everyone else and…I killed my father. The only remaining members of the pack are me, Kesha, and Chloe. So, while it’s technically the sma

Frank was walking over to them before bending one knee. "Sorry if I let them into our palace. I know they can threaten our happiness, but I have no other choice. Melanie is my mother and Barbara is my half-sister. I am evil if I throw them out of our house. You don't want Daddy to be a bad person, do you?” With sad faces, the twins nodded. "Yes, we don't want Daddy to be a disobedient son. The sin must be serious." “Then can you be patient? Slowly, we try to change them, like how we changed the late Grandpa Rowan."

It is our job to make sure they are safe from Supernatural’s and all others. Coming up to the section I’m looking for. I stop and smile as I look at the spines. Running my fingers over them as I look at the titles. I stop on one named, “The Gift Of Fated Mates”. Picking the book up I walk over to one of the big bean bags. Plopping down I giggle a little as it molds itself around me. Bringing my knees up, I prop the book up on them opening it flipping through the pages until one story catches my attention. I had completely forgotten about this story. It is a story of two pups that grow up in the same pack. One is the daughter of the Alpha the other the son of a low-class family. They had met

"When I was born, a witch labeled me the harbinger of bad luck as I was born with a mole on the back of my neck. Everyone believed her including my dad. He would have killed me right then if not for my mother who begged him to let me live. His younger brother took advantage of the situation. He begins spreading rumors among the public, provoking them against him. And when the time was right, he attacked him and snatched the alpha position. My dad has always been a weakling. He couldn't fight back and lost his title. His brother kicked him out of his own pack and threatened that he would kill him if he ever set foot in his territory. We fled to the USA. There he managed to build a small pack

“What will happen if one of the twins dies fighting over me?” “I don’t know, I have never seen it happen. But I have heard stories about Alpha Cyrus and his brothers.” “Triplets, right?” She bobs her head. “Jealousy raged through them. Their father decided to hide their mate to deal with the constant fighting. The first one to find her got to keep her.” “And the others?” “They weren’t allowed to fight back when Alpha Cyrus had to kill them.” “Will he do that to twins? Hide me like a prize?”

"What are you doing?" "Carrying you." "I can walk." "Not anymore. You're carrying my pups and I'm carrying you." "Alpha!" "Shh..." The alpha kissed his forehead. "Deal with it." What? If Saint thought this would be over soon, he was wrong. Because as soon as the alpha reached the Mane family's den, he set Saint on his foot and yelled at top of his lungs. "Mum! Dad! Look what we made. We made twins!" . TBC

I yearned for a family filled with love. For laughter at the dining table. For the chance to be called daddy. But growing up, I never had any of that. Father only compared Jethro and me, always pressuring us to be the best. Only the strongest could claim the Alpha position. As for my mother? She was gone. Probably dead. She had been a maid but she was unlucky to be my father’s mate hence she was never acknowledged. He took me from her and cast her aside, saying she would taint my aura with her weakness. He preferred his chosen mate since she was the beta’s daughter.