Midwest Industries Alpha Ak Novels & Stories

Back then, we couldn’t wait to be in charge, but now that we spend the bulk of our time in this wing, it has lost its luster. We fall into step with one another as we reach the end of the corridor, turning down another. All the hallways here are bathed in light courtesy of the floor-to-ceiling windows lining them. One of the first things my father did when he became Alpha was to have the packhouse undergo a full remodel and expansion, transforming it into a sleek, modern structure; all clean lines and natural light.

The room fell silent again. Then unexpectedly— the Alpha nodded slowly. You can stay here. Several wolves looked surprised. One warrior immediately spoke. “Alpha—” She is exhausted, he cut in calmly. And she has nowhere else to go.” His eyes returned to me. You will stay here until you recover. The tension inside me loosened slightly for the first time in days. Thank you, I whispered. The Alpha gave a small nod. My name is Alpha Kael. I lowered my head respectfully. But before another word could be said—

I said, glancing at my car and seeing Skylar watching intently. “Give the guard the phone.” I did and five minutes later, Skylar was driving into the streets of the serene Ridgewood town. “And you said this whole thing belongs to one single pack?” Skylar asked, her gaze sweeping around the neat streets and mountain shadows that the bright moon casted at every angle. The town was technically secluded between mountains. “Yeah, all these along with ten thousand werewolves are ruled by Alpha Ace.” I said, resting my back. “Will he be okay? Your friend.” She asked without facing me and I said nothing for a while.

"Three months ago. I thought— I assumed someone would have told you." No one had told her. But then, she had made it fairly easy not to be told things. She had built distance like architecture, deliberate and load-bearing. "Who's Alpha?" she asked. "His name is Rhett Calloway. He came from the northern territories. Ivory, he's— he's not like anyone Dad ever dealt with. He runs things differently. Tighter. The pack is actually stronger for it, I think, but right now that also means that if he decides it's cleaner to offer me up to keep the peace with Greyfield—"

Author POV - Dave steps through the door onto the decking behind the pack house. Marvelling at the amount of damage it had sustained in the short amount of time that Ace had been in control. He had not known Alpha Sven personally before their meeting which resulted in him being granted the position of Alpha, but he had always heard good things about the Alpha and Luna of Twin Lakes.

Her voice is like music floating toward me, and it is golden. "I am Alpha Kai. Who are you?" I ask her. "I am Alaska," she whispers softly. She looks down and then back up at me. She is feeling it too, but wait. Alaska is the new Beta's wife. FUCK ME! "You are Beta Finn's wife?" I ask. She growls loudly, much louder than I would ever let someone growl at me, but I let her. I would let her have anything. "We are not married yet. It is arranged by my parents and very complicated. Not really something I want to get into right now, but maybe later, Alpha," Alaska says.

Alex looked over to where Ash was looking and saw four people. One was a long, black-haired female with good style who looked older and clearly was an alpha. And an arm was wrapped around her by a man who is clearly his mate, and he is also Alpha. Next to them was a boy who was like a teenager's kid and was also an Alpha. He was holding hands with a pretty lady with brown, shaggy hair and glasses. She was a beta. He saw the four of them make their way towards a table. Alex looked over at Ash and grabbed his hand gently as he led them to the table his siblings were at with their drinks in their free hands.

Ace continued to squeeze the steering wheel as he watched Mj move around uncomfortably in her seat. The assassin had started their journey relatively calm, it was almost as though the shower she took had washed away any and all signs of the absolutely manic woman she had been inside the apartment. But the closer they got to the pack house the more she began to fidget and fuss, and it was starting to get on Ace’s nerves, “we need to go straight to the Alpha’s office when we get home,” he mumbled and Mj stopped shaking her foot to snort a very juvenile laugh, “what’s wrong commander are you afraid I won't behave myself,” she joked and Ace grunted slightly, “I’m serious Mj, the Beta and Alpha a

“We’ll need another run within the month.” He glanced down at the papers, lips pressed together, brow faintly furrowed. Then his gaze lifted to meet mine. “I was thinking the same. There’s a settlement just west of Warden’s Pass. The Alpha's tough, tighter security—but their stockpile is exactly what we’re short on.” Jaxen, who had been lingering nearby like a shadow, suddenly ducked under Kael’s arm “Scared pup alert! Did great Kael just call an alpha… tough?” he exclaimed, punching a fist into his palm.

All his qualities are actually annoying. I couldn't have done this if it were not for my friend Harriet. After dumping Killian, we went on a cruise, met all types of men we wanted. Then I told her about being mated to Killian, Alpha of the Westwood pack. The most influential and richest pack in all werewolf clans. It has the capacity and capability of acquiring and absorbing any pack.