Hiding My Twin Pups From Their Alpha Dad Novel の小説・ストーリー

Every wolf froze. Terrified. I stood at the gates. Furious. Wild. Deadly. [What the fuck is happening!?] My voice crashed through every mind. [Where is Leo!?] [Where is Chiara!?] [Where are my children!?] An elder stumbled toward me. His face was white. Horrified. [Alpha...] His voice shook. [The twins.] Everything else disappeared. I couldn't hear another word. I tracked their scent. And immediately felt my blood turn cold.

It was a man. "Who is he?" I demanded, my voice darker than I intended. Nate blew raspberries and tapped his palm. "Everything comes with a price, Alpha." "Anything you want is yours, just fucking tell me! Who is he!" I roared, my nose flaring in anger. Nate smirked and pulled out two pictures from the crossbag strapped across his chest. I snatched them away from him, and his amused laughter followed. I looked down at the pictures, anger seething through my veins at the sight of the male wolf beside Aurora.

She had secretly rescued an injured wolf pup near the southern borders after finding it caught in a hunting trap. Small. Terrified. Bleeding. Aurora had hidden the pup in the healer’s old storage house for weeks while it recovered then one morning it vanished. Aurora slowly crouched. “…Shadow?” The wolf barked loudly before immediately trying to climb into her lap despite weighing almost as much as a grown warrior now. Lena nearly choked. “That is the tiny puppy you kept hiding?!” Aurora stared in disbelief. Shadow whined happily before licking her hand repeatedly.

The second they saw his face, they went pale, dropping to their knees and begging for mercy. “Alpha! We were following Victoria’s orders! We never would have touched Luna or the other Omegas if she hadn’t told us to!” “What did you say?” Damien’s head snapped up, his gaze sharp enough to cut steel. “What do you mean, Victoria’s orders? The Omegas’ miscarriages, you’re telling me that wasn’t Luna who made you administer the herbs?!” “It was all Victoria, Alpha!” One guard babbled, so terrified he could barely speak. “She said she’d already birthed your firstborn son. She said the other women and their pups were useless.”

From the very moment Omari walked into the Mr Vanderwood house, he felt connected to the little boy, and now he just found out he was a werewolf, and not just any werewolf but also his son. He is actually the Alpha of his pack and it is really not expected for his son to grow up in the human world. First he had a human mate, and that was it, so he really can't allow his son to grow up in a human world, no matter what. He really has to take his son from the human world immediately since he had found out about him. He thought and decided to finally talk about it to Macey who was still standing there and glanced at him.

Don’t think, move. Memories flash in my mind as I scurry around. I was the daughter of the Alpha of Bristol Pack, but there, girls didn’t grow up to choose mates, they grew up to be bargains. Daughters were traded. I knew it was going to be my turn one day, and as the Alpha’s daughter, I’d let myself hope for something softer, maybe a young Alpha from a nearby pack, someone I could at least respect. Instead, I overheard my parents speaking like they were arranging a shipment. “How much is Alpha Felix paying?” my mother asked once, her voice flat.

I replied, clearing my throat before starting with the first paragraph. "I can't believe this, Alpha Tyrone has a twin! No way! Then that changes everything. I now understand why this war with the White moon pack is going on. This is just a cover-up to assassinate Alpha Tyrone, together with Beta Ezekiel, in order to become Alpha. His twin brother apparently carries a grudge against Alpha Tyrone because for unknown reasons, their father made Alpha Tyrone, who seems to be the younger one, the Alpha of the Red Fang pack." As I read those words aloud, I couldn't immediately see the connection to my father's banishment. Confusion swirled in my mind, but I continued reading, hoping the answers wo

Before becoming Luna, I was the strongest Beta of the Snowfall pack. My father was Elijah Whittaker, the Alpha of the most powerful pack in the north. As his daughter, my skills in managing a pack were in no way inferior to his. I called my father. "Dad, Aaron deceived me. He had two pups with another she-wolf. I want to reject him and return to the Snowfall pack." "I'll never let him off for doing this!" Dad exclaimed furiously over the phone.

Alisha gasped; she knew. I collapsed into my chair. Head in my hands. "What have I done?" "You chose your mother's lies over your mate's truth," Nathan said. No gentleness. "And now Alisha is gone. The twins are born without their father. And we have a feral Alpha aimed at them." "Where are they?" I said desperately. "Alisha, the babies?" "Blue Moon territory. Alpha Val's pack took them in." "Are they okay?" "Both twins were born alive. One's healthy. One has a critical heart condition and needs surgery."

The pack, well, they're soaking up the hilarity, realizing that parenthood, even in the werewolf realm, brings its own set of funny challenges. And just when I thought the whole baby frenzy couldn't get crazier, in walks my real parents, Grace, and Owen Macallister. You know, the ones who've been playing the mysterious founders of the Alpha council from behind the scenes. It's like they decided to make a grand entrance, stealing the spotlight from the newborn twins. There's this palpable shift as they stroll in, the original power couple of the werewolf world. The pack, already in full baby celebration mode, turns their attention to the dynamic duo who've been pulling the strings behind the