Ignored By One Alpha, Chased By Another Novels & Stories

It was crucial to gather as much information as possible to ensure Regina's safety and well-being. "Alpha….," One of the Alphas called me, directing my attention to him. "What do you think about my suggestion?" "What was your suggestion?" I questioned him. As I shifted my focus from my phone to the Alpha, I realized that I had been so consumed with worry that I hadn't been fully present in the conversation. It was important for me to actively engage with and listen to the Alpha's suggestions in order to effectively contribute to finding a resolution.

“Don’t worry, I know not to trust him. But we have to approach this matter very carefully and strategically.” I gave him a look that prompted him to further explain. “Sweetheart, you and I both know that this case is more involved than anyone else truly realizes.” He certainly had a point there. Just when we’d get through one ongoing theory, a new piece of evidence would pop up and throw everything off its axis. I nodded my head. However, in this instance, I wasn’t sure how Cruz wanting his brother’s title as Alpha was supposed to fit into all of this. “How do you mean?”

” “Don’t pressure me, Hanna. I know I was wrong too.” “You made me behave like this,” Hanna shouted in a high tone. “I can’t love both Alphas at once. It’s against the laws of nature!” “I know that, Hanna. I’m sorry that I caused the three of you trouble because of what I did. “If I can’t change fate, then one of the three of us must make a great sacrifice to get fate back on track.” The Moon Goddess rounded her eyes in shock at Hanna’s crazy-sounding idea. “What do you mean, Hanna?”

"Luna, this is such wonderful news." "Thank you," I said. "The pack has been really hoping for this," he continued, still focused on me. "Truly, Luna." He moved on, and another caught us barely a minute later. "Alpha, Luna, congratulations." A big smile right at me. "We're all so honoured." Then another one came up. "Alpha." He shook Agora's hand and turned to me. "Luna the goddess has blessed you both. This pack really needed this news. I mean it."

Darius stepped fully in front of me immediately. The growl leaving his throat sounded barely human now. “You don’t look at her.” The Black Wolf finally focused fully on Darius. And for the first time, the amusement faded slightly. Recognition. Interesting. “Well,” he said slowly. “The monster Alpha.” The bond twisted sharply with Darius’s irritation. Kael spoke coldly beside him. “You’re outnumbered.” The Black Wolf glanced at him lazily. “And yet you still look terrified.” Kael’s expression darkened.

Night fell quietly over the town, wrapping everything in a calm that felt almost deceptive after the chaos of the past few days. ‎Kyle, exhausted and drained, had to return home a little bit later than usual. ‎Pack matters had taken longer than expected. There were territory disputes, minor conflicts, and new insights about the rival packs that had to be seen to… basically the usual responsibilities that came with being the Alpha. By the time he stepped into his house, the weight of the day had pressed heavily on his shoulders, weighing him down.

“If anyone here believes Kael is already gone, they can say it to my face.” The silence stretched. The crowd shifted. Someone coughed. No one spoke. “Then we are done with that,” I said. Faren tried again. “Luna, please. You must understand our concern. If there is no Alpha, the neighboring packs will take advantage. The council” I raised a hand. “There is an Alpha.” He blinked. “Yes, but…” “There is an Alpha,” I repeated, louder this time. “And he’s inside, fighting to breathe because of the same people you refused to stand against. You think now is the time to talk about replacing him? Shame on every one of you.”

Though unspoken, I found comfort in their presence, knowing that despite Bruno's injuries, his pack still posed a significant threat. And then, it hit me like a sudden gust of wind—an unmistakable sensation of an Alpha's demise, specifically that of Bruno Amato. Wolves typically couldn't sense the death of another unless they shared a deep bond as mates. But Alphas had a special ability to perceive the loss of a fellow leader, especially when tied by a tumultuous history. It resonated deep within me—Bruno was undoubtedly dead.

"And that we wanted to understand the right thing before we sat in a room with nine other Alphas who might not have had the same conversation." "That is the correct preparation," I said. "We thought so," she said. The seven remaining Alphas arrived across the morning. Not all of them with the same quality. Three arrived with the formal distance of wolves attending an institutional meeting. Appropriate posture. Minimal pre conversation. The documents received and acknowledged but not yet integrated. Two arrived with something I had not anticipated. They came together in the same vehicle. Alpha Greaves of the southwest territory and Alpha Mira of the coastal region. Their documents had address

Different packs never worked together, except in extreme cases but that was simply because an Alpha can choose to kill another and get the possession of other members. Now, we had more than five Alphas heading out of the way, and I felt the dread grow. This might just be the beginning of something huge.