I Found My True Alpha Novels & Stories

he began, his voice laced with a mixture of exhaustion and determination, "I want you to know that my intentions are sincere. I want you by my side, not out of possession, but out of a shared desire for freedom and protection. Together, we can face the alpha king and rewrite our own destinies." His words resonated within me, stirring a flicker of hope amidst the chaos of my desires. I saw the pain etched on Alpha Max's face, the weight of his responsibilities as alpha. It was a burden he carried with unwavering strength, and the vulnerability he showed me in that moment left me conflicted.

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."

I should never have shown that to others. "How?" "By showing your dominion towards other dogs? Everybody knows that, especially dog trainers. You need to show them that you are the Alpha." "Yeah, I read about that on the internet," Rupert agreed. I signed in relief and left the office. Stupid! I cussed myself in my head. Those things I've learned in the world of the beast should be locked away and forgotten. I was preoccupied with that incident that day when my phone beeped, and I saw Mr. Hanada in the notification. I quickly unlocked my phone and read his message.

I wanted my guess to be true as that would solve the biggest problem between us. My beta met my gaze with unwavering loyalty, his eyes reflecting a deep sense of obedience. With a solemn nod, he confirmed my suspicions. “Yes, my lord. The direction of your thoughts was absolutely correct, my alpha.” Yes, my instincts had been right all along. Meagia's true identity had been uncovered, validating the doubts that had plagued my mind.

I ask absentmindedly as I shuffle around and try to find the pair of comfy jeans that I laid down a couple of days ago. As he stands there silently, he stares out the window at something before he finally states flatly, “I found the mole and disposed of her. It was a shame, but when I found out that Rebecca was informing the other Alpha of our whereabouts and the information on you, I was forced to take care of it quickly before she notified the Alpha of anything further.” Shocked that he was so capable of throwing out the garbage so easily when it came to his own people, I swallow hard and then ask hesitantly, “What did you do?”

“That’s good. I’m glad they like it here. I like it, too.” “It’s hard to believe that two packs could be so different from one another when they’re located so close to one another. I know that your pack was very different, the one your father is Alpha of, but it was so far away.” “I don’t remember,” Mercy reminded her. “And if I’m honest, Aletha, I don’t want to remember. I told Alpha August I don’t want him to do any investigating into my past anymore. I’m just happy to be here.”

So, I stood my ground. “You maybe an alpha, but are not my alpha, Alpha Randhawa,” I spoke as I crossed my arms. “Do you even know I have grown under command of which alpha?” I demanded. “My dad, Alpha Dimitrios Esperanza La Gualias is my alpha. The man whose name makes not just his enemies but also his allies quiver. I have grown with an alpha who is just and unbiased. Who loves his people, and much more than them, he loves his family. And that makes him even more deadly than all others. So, Alpha Rhandhawa, you don’t scare me… because my alpha is far – far – way too much more dangerous that you are… so believe me when I say this, your deathly stare or whatever you were doing just now, does

“More than I wanted you to find out from a book.” I let out a humourless little laugh. “That’s not an answer.” “No,” he said. “It isn’t.” I looked up. His jaw flexed. “Ask me.” Two words. So simple. So impossible. Like truth could be handed over in pieces if only I was brave enough to reach for them. I pressed my palms flat against the table, grounding myself in scratches, wood grain, a ring from an old mug I still hadn’t managed to sand out. “What does Alpha mean?”

That’s why I was happy to run away from those monsters and follow him. I trust him so much, but I want to repay what he has done for me by being useful and not sitting around like a princess waiting for some prince charming. “Uriel, it is not—” “Good alphas still exist. Your fake lashes wouldn’t let you see them. Get your fucking head out of the dirt.” Fake lashes? “I don’t have fake lashes and I have never seen a good alpha in my life…” I hesitated when he looked in my direction once more. “Okay, you are the first good Alpha I’ve ever seen in my life. I have to admit this—”

I said, unable to keep the edge of anxiety from my voice. "Complicate, yes," Theo agreed, his hand coming to rest against the small of my back. "But also clarify. There's power in standing fully in your truth, Emma." Christian moved closer, his head tilting as he studied me with that clinical gaze that somehow managed not to feel invasive. "The Alpha aura explains much about your presence," he noted. "I suspected from our first meeting, but seeing it confirmed that you’re a True Alpha is fascinating." "You knew?" I asked, surprised.