Kas And Alpha Bronx Novels & Stories

Kade's POV ~ We met with Mr Turner at club X, this isn't the best place to have such a conversation but knowing the kind of person he is, I went along with it. It doesn't matter, since I'll get what I want in the end. Turner is an Alpha of the Silver moon pack — a small pack who is barely surviving because of his lack of incompetence as an Alpha, he mostly spends his time playing with innocent females in his pack. This caused his pack members to join other packs, resulting in the state he's in now. I already know what he wants to talk about. He wants more land for his small pack while I want him to give up his pack, only then can I offer land for them to live in comfortably.

Clay growled. "You ready, Alpha?" Kyle, Hayden's son and the soon-to-be newest Beta asked as I stood at the front of the altar. He was an exact copy of his father: same broad build, short brown hair, piercing grey eyes, stubborn chin. Annoyingly eager to give his opinions. It was like I was just trading Hayden in for a newer, younger model of the old bastard.

The plea for aid, tinged with vulnerability, reaches his ears, drawing his attention like a magnet pulling at his heartstrings. Pausing in his ascent, Alpha Kaden turns to face the source of the voice, his expression softening as his gaze falls upon Alexa, a young pack member in need of assistance. Her words, filled with a plea for help, resonate in the air, a poignant reminder of the interconnectedness that binds their pack together in times of need.

Breyona muttered under her breath, hearing yet another rumor that painted me out as a coldblooded killer. I sighed, "We knew this would happen. It's not a surprise Chelsea's making it worse." "Seems like that's the only thing Chelsea's good at." Mason rolled his eyes. "That and trying to cozy up to Alpha's." Breyona muttered, and I followed her gaze over to Alpha Asher. Alpha Asher stood by the side doors, talking to his Beta and a few other men. I inwardly cringed when Chelsea twitched up to the group of men and interrupted their conversation.

They had been taking turns caring for my children. They would also sometimes simply come to sit with Cassie so I could have a little break to eat or try and sleep. Finally, the elevator stopped on the floor that my apartment was on. I got off and headed towards my apartment. Once again Langston just had to be there. "Hello Alpha. I am free again. Won't you allow me into your apartment?" Langston said as she rubbed her hand down my chest. I quickly removed her hands. I was not in the mood to deal with this.

“Bring Alpha Coby to me. Now.” Kas raised an eyebrow. “Alpha Coby? You’re sure?” I didn’t flinch. “That’s an order, Kas. His pack was hit hard. He may know something—anything—that gives us an edge.” Kas nodded, tension clear on his face, and hurried off. Minutes later, Alpha Coby strode in, his face a mask of simmering anger, tension running through every line of his body. He gave me a curt nod. “Alpha Xavier. I assume this isn’t a social call.”

He was sending message to his only friend, Adom. The most delectable, earth-shattering scent worked its way through Ash foggy brain as she took deep breaths. The scent of apples and jasmine and a beautiful base note of roses all accented by the most perfect scent of Alpha he had ever had the pleasure of smelling invaded hid lungs. Alpha, the scent of Alpha. His Alpha! "MY ALPHA" she barked out as the realisation hit him like one of those new steam trains. She sat bolt upright as his eyes sprang open, which was a mistake, not the biggest one he had made today, admittedly, but bad enough. He slumped back onto the sofa as a wave of dizziness overtook him.

His smile wasn't warm, just perfect to match his innocently scary face. “Ah! From where?” he asked, his eyes closing in. “No one,” I spoke, trying to keep enough face. The last time my identity was disclosed, I was used as bait, and if he knew it, it would be a disaster. It's a dream of every omega to become an Alpha—all except Rage, who was already a lycan. I could hear roars from afar. I got worried, but Kael just smiled his way through. He didn't seem worried. But what if it was a setup, what if he was betrayed again? I couldn't live with the fact that I let him fight alone.

She said it’d be good for me to hang with the other alphas, and when she sweetened the deal by saying she’d be waiting naked in my bed for me when I returned, how could I say no? “Who’s always late?” Brock asks, shooting Jax a glare as he rounds the table to take the stool beside him, purposefully knocking a shoulder into him in the process. “I know you’re not talking about me.” Jax chuckles, unruffled by Brock’s surly attitude. He points the tip of his beer bottle in his direction. “Your punctuality has improved since you met Astrid, I’ll give you that.” He takes a sip, raising his brows.