Kas And Alpha Bronx Novels & Stories

Brooke and I exchange glances, but before I can ask whether we’ll be coming along Jax takes my hand and begins to lead me toward the door. Cory and Dad ride together, while Theo and Brooke hop in Jax’s truck with us. It’s Alpha Vaughn’s turn to host the meeting, so we head to Norbury, his pack’s territory. All four of us riding in the truck are a little nervous, speculating the whole way there as to what could’ve happened to necessitate an emergency meeting of the six-pack’s council. Whatever it is, it isn’t good- and it’s undoubtedly got the shadow pack’s fingerprints all over it.

At least no one else knows with this exchange. “Well, aren’t you going to ask me where she is?” He questions, leaning comfortably back in his seat. It bothers me how calm he is about this, knowing he has a chance of getting out of here alive. I want to wrap my hands around his neck for what he tried doing to me. “What do you want?” Kael questions, folding his arms over his chest. He’s turned into an Alpha again, ready to negotiate. A sly, hideous smile comes across Axel’s face.

Familiar. “So this is what you’ve come to, Xavier… marrying the very girl you once threw to the wolves?” I froze. No. No, it couldn’t be— All heads turned toward the grand entrance. And there he was. Alpha Kai. Tall. Cold. Unrelenting. His cloak moved like shadow turned to flesh, and his eyes—icy blue and burning—locked onto me with terrifying precision. Xavier tensed beside me. His jaw tightened. “You don’t belong here,” he growled.

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.

Mrs Blackfire appointed wintergreen couples to look over all her house activities including cleaning, cooking, washing, taking care of Akshara. “Why I am not acknowledged before…” she gave an evil look towards Wintergreen, who has been traumatized from her look been standing at the entrance of the kitchen. “Pardon them, it’s not their fault,” Uncle Bruz came forward to plead for them. “Alabruz, Don’t plead for them. Do you forget, you are ALPHA?” and gave a scanning look to Karen and asked, “Is he Beta?” Akshara interrupted and said, “Oh Nic, he is not Beta. He is Uncle Bruz’s son Karen. Don’t you remember him?”