Kaden X Albert Novels & Stories

She asked, frowning in confusion as if trying to understand what I was saying. “He is an Alpha, the leader, I wasn’t born to be.” I whispered, looking away from her. “And I am just scared of the number of questions that keep playing in my mind right now. Like, what if I lose myself?” I whispered. “What if this turns into another cage and I just don’t realize it until it’s too late?” Brenda stayed quiet for a second, and then she asked the one question I was not prepared to hear. “Do you like Nathan?”

They disappeared because they were preparing their next move. His phone buzzed again. Confirmed. He appears to be heading toward Milan. Kane stared at the message. His anger settled into something colder. If Mona's father had left the country, finding him would be more complicated. But complicated didn't mean impossible. Kane reached for his phone and scrolled through his contacts. He stopped at one name. Enzo Alvarez. He hadn't spoken to Enzo in a while. He hadn't needed to. Their relationship had never been built on constant conversation. It was built on favors, debts, and the understanding that when one of them called, the other listened.

They all murmured amongst themselves. “What are you talking about Kilhan? You rejected her! You can’t just come back together.” “Yes, we can, Betty. And that is what is happening. And for our son, she was pregnant with him the day I rejected her and sent her out of this house. That was highly irresponsible of me, and this is me, trying to make sure I’d never make that same mistake again. “The real enemy, Alpha Darius Gomez is dead. It’s time I, and you all, embrace my family. Please welcome Celine and Kendrick to the pack once again.” He uttered with a wide smile, and to my greatest surprise, they all began to clap, except Betty.

"What is it?" "I want to make a deal with you," the Alpha said, his eyes glinting. "If I let you go, I want you to make me a promise." "What kind of promise?" "That you will make Kylian's pack your alibi. You were very close to him, were you not?" Eden felt a pang of guilt. "Yes," she said. "I will do it. It's only fair." The Alpha nodded, seeming satisfied. "Very well. But there is one condition. You must stay in our pack for a while longer, until the news of your survival has spread. We don't want anyone to know that you're alive just yet."

What the heck did Sarah hope to achieve by doing this again—to both of us this time? “T-Try to hold out as long as you can, Xaden,” I pleaded weakly, knowing I was asking a lot from him at the moment. “I’m trying… but, God, Maeve…” he groaned longingly, clenching his fists against the door, knuckles turning white, “you smell so fucking good…” In any other circumstances, those words would have made me blush, but instead, they filled me with fright. Xaden was one of the most powerful Alphas in the entire kingdom. If his drug-induced heat took complete control over him, then there would be nothing anyone could do to stop him.

I asked, holding to my towel wrapped around my chest. “About Alpha Devon?” she asked, nodded at a white dress, put it aside and picked white underwear, then gave them to me. “His name is Kaden Devon, he’s an Alpha and his pack is far from here.” “And?” she asked. I went back into the bathroom to put the clothes on. “He fought a battle to help allies. I think that’s it.” He’s also pretty rude when he talks on the phone, but I don’t know what that woman is to him, so I didn’t elaborate on my opinion of him.

I have never known packs to be this huge; they might just be the largest wolf pack in New York! The outside world truly knew nothing when it came to The Blood Crest pack. Kai’s reputation didn’t fit him; well, at least this Kai I have come to know a bit better. I do realise that he is a murderer; he had killed and maimed when it called for it. He’s an Alpha, so it comes with the territory, especially when you have such a large pack to protect. Turning into a dirt road, he continues for another ten minutes until we come to a stop in front of a pair of massive wrought iron gates.

Alpha Kaden, lost in the labyrinth of his thoughts, stands in a stoic trance, his gaze fixed on some unseen horizon, his mind a canvas painted with the hues of introspection and longing. Sensing the unspoken turmoil that simmers beneath the surface of his Alpha's demeanor, Ronnie, the steadfast servant, breaks the stillness with a gentle inquiry, "Alpha, do you need something?" The words hang in the air, a lifeline extended in the midst of Kaden's silent reverie.

Because I did. Kael fell into step beside me when the meeting ended. Unexpected. I glanced at him. He was looking ahead. Jaw tight in the way it got when he was working through something uncomfortable. "The Ashborn Alpha," he said. "Caden." "What about him?" "I've heard of him." Kael's voice was careful. "Before all of this. His reputation in the eastern territories." I waited. "He doesn't lose," Kael said quietly. "Not because he's the strongest. Because he plans further ahead than anyone else is willing to."

She just needed rest. Kaden pulled a chair to the side of the bed. He didn't plan on leaving. He watched the steady rise and fall of her chest, the way the rhythm calmed the storm in his own mind. He found himself wondering about the life she had described. A Wolfe. He knew the name, of course. Alpha Tyler Wolfe was a man who built his reputation on the backs of others, a politician in wolf’s clothing who valued optics over blood. But he had never mentioned a daughter like this. He only ever spoke of the younger one, the golden child who was the face of the family’s social standing.