Marked By The Alpha Novels & Stories

“That rogue could have killed her!” Ciara’s expression hardened. “And if it had?” The words froze the room. “Then this problem would have been solved before it became a disaster.” Rage surged through my chest so violently that my claws nearly pushed through my skin. “She is human,” Ciara continued firmly. “You are the Alpha of this pack. Your mate should carry Alpha blood. Beta blood at the very least.” “That’s not how the bond works,” I snapped. Her gaze sharpened. “Then fight it.”

Marking me must have been part of the agreement,' I reasoned quickly. Alpha Roderick looked at my neck, his look turning even more furious. I saw the look of shock in his eyes and that was confirmation that I was actually marked. "How dare you?!" He fumed, his voice getting loud. His men advanced toward us, and Trevor's men did. Others emerged from the crowd, surprising everyone. Alpha Roderick looked around, unable to take action. He just sulked. They were unaware that his men had infiltrated the place long before now.

Even the building looked different, like I was seeing it through slightly distorted eyes. Halfway down the corridor, I remembered what Martha had told me on one of the days she had tended to me, and the thought made my steps slow down. She had looked at me carefully, like she was deciding how much to say and how much to keep back. “You should be careful around the Alpha,” she had said quietly, glancing toward the hallway like she didn’t want anyone to hear her. “People don’t really talk about him, but there are things… Strange things. He’s not like the others here.”

"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."

“We’ll start there. But one thing that’s a fact is that we cannot hide any longer. We’re not helping, we’re not solving anything and that makes us pathetic alphas. Alphas. Plural. We’re supposed to be twice as strong.” “Yes, okay,” I nod, inspired by his eagerness. “It’s time to prove to ourselves and our pack that we’re worthy of the title.”

The young Alpha of the Vantheir pack walked past me like I didn’t exist. His dark, powerful aura lingered in the atmosphere like the curls of an intoxicating smoke. And although everyone else was terrified, I felt no fear. The young Alpha of Vantheir carried a primal mark of the Alpha line. My mate, Malric..

“Nico, it is good to see you again. The exchange in title is quite easy. I will swear you in as alpha and then you will bite your father where the alpha mark is. This will exchange his alpha title officially to you.” “I’m sorry, he has to bite his father,” asks Ahsoka with worry in her voice. “It’s fine dear. It really doesn’t hurt. He bites this marking here on my forearm and the mark will transfer to Nico. It’s better than the alternative,” dad explains. “What’s the alternative,” she asks. “Well, an alpha can be challenged for his position which will result in a one on one fight to the death,” Zypher explains. Ahsoka mouths the word ‘oh’ and continues to watch silently. The alpha mark is a

the Alpha snaps. “No,” he agrees. “But it doesn’t disappear because it’s inconvenient either.” The tension in the room thickens. I feel the bond react — not flaring, but steady, anchoring. Like it’s bracing for impact. The Alpha turns to me. “Do you understand what being marked means?” I choose my words carefully. “I understand that I didn’t choose it.” “And yet you benefit from it,” an elder says. “Protection. Status.” “Scrutiny,” I counter. “Whispers. Being treated like territory.”

“He’s also kinda my mate.” The water she just swallowed from the bottle is now choking her as she coughs and bangs on her chest like some female Tarzan. “Whaaat?!” she says while still coughing up a lung, her face red and her eyes bulging out. “You’re…what the heck do you mean by kinda?!” “Trust me, that’s still my reaction,” I say and pop a cherry tomato into my mouth. “It’s what the Marking was all about; he’s acting like some sort of Alpha beast warning the rest of the male population to stay away.”

I said and he tilted his head. “Do you think the other mark was made by her mate?” I asked and he nodded. “Plausibly so, especially since the mark was made by an Alpha” I told him and he gasped. “What? An Alpha? How can you tell?” He asked. “Alpha marks tend To be bigger than marks made by other wolves” I told him and he nodded slowly. “You remember when she unknowingly cried at the hospital? I felt the strength of her wolf, the strength of a Luna but it was gone so quickly that I thought I had imagined it” He said and I nodded because I had felt it too.