My Enemy Alpha Novels & Stories

Astrid Lancetii is known as a multi billionaire CEO in London. As a vampire who saw her mother destroyed by a blood-bond, Astrid’s life is governed by one rule: Never depend on a single source. She keeps her hunger satisfied through casual, fleeting encounters, ensuring no one ever gets close enough to own her. Until she picks the wrong man for a snack. William Winchester isn’t just another high-society playboy. He is the Alpha of the disgraced Winchester Pack, a man who has spent years in the shadows planning to reclaim the legacy Astrid’s father stole from him. After a night of calculated passion, William reveals his trap: a high-definition recording of Astrid’s true nature. With the

Katarina I watch him walk away, and everything comes flooding back. He bit me and left this dreadful mark on my neck. He wants Dad dead. He stormed into my home, furious, and forced me to leave with him. He hurt Francis and Dad. He’s a wolf, just like the beast that killed Mom. And he’s the Alpha—my enemy. He’s just given me another reminder of that. Katarina, you can’t get carried away. I tell myself. You hate him. Sing it like an anthem every day.

He knows better than to try to touch her when I’m right there. “There’s something that I think you should know.” The Healer started calmly as he gave me another cup, but this time it wasn’t a cold liquid but a cup of hot tea. “Alpha Alaric has a lot of enemies, and being the leader of his pack makes you an enemy as well.” He divulged, thinking I’d be surprised, but deep down I wasn’t. I know Alpha Alaric to be someone who goes around cursing and creating disputes, so having a lot of enemies isn’t a surprise.

That was the memory she clung to now. "You can't let them hurt her." I told Elijah when I opened my eyes, and he nodded, then turned to the warriors. "untie her," he said firmly and they looked taken aback. "But, Alpha. She's the enemy." one of the warriors said, but Elijah looked very threatening, making the warrior take a step back. "The enemy is anyone who dares to defy me right now. Untie her. Now." They rushed to do as he said, but some of the people who stood by murmured at the alpha's choice.

Alex growled, his eyes glowing gold. The other alpha's eyes grew wide, and he immediately got up and off the bar stool and backed away. "I'm sorry, Alpha." "What's your name?" Alex growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't ever want to see you at my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out to the club. Alex turned his attention to Ash and could see how tense he was. Alex closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Ash once more.

It was Alpha, and boy, did it smell really amazing, like home. Allen shook her head as she tried to concentrate on Ohm's scent, which was barely there, and before she could get it, she was tackled on the ground and was now laying on her back with another wolf pinning her down. The wolf was huge, and it smelled like the same alpha she had been smelling before. The wolf's fur was black with a reddish tint, and his eyes were gold. He was gorgeous, and Allen had never seen a wolf like that before. When Allen looked up, she saw the Alpha growling at Allen and showing his canine teeth. Allen whimpered and closed her eyes. She knew this was a bad idea. She should not have run after Ohm, but of cour

“Such an injury… You should really send her out of her misery.” My wolf eyes snapped toward the sound. He emerged from the black fog like a nightmare made flesh—tall, shirtless despite the cold, the red glow of his eyes slicing through the dark like twin blades. He had a sharp, curled smirk playing on his lips. His body radiated Alpha energy. Bigger. Stronger. One of theirs. I stood slowly, placing myself between him and Abby. “So…” he purred. “Will you do it—or should I?” “Try me,” I growled, spitting blood into the snow, metallic and warm. “I’ve been aching for a dance anyway.”

Seav turned and ran back inside as I watched the gates fall behind my army on the edge of the land. “Keep your eyes sharp,” I said loudly. “Do not expect the enemy to attack when you are ready. He will attack when he is ready. Do not let your hands leave your swords.” With that, the march continued. We had barely reached the Blackthorne confluence when the march came to a sudden stop. I moved quickly toward the front. Before I got there, Alia met me on the path. “Alpha,” she said as soon as she saw me. “We have a problem.”

A branch snapped behind me, and I looked up sharply. From the shadows, the rogues stepped forward. Three tonight. Their eyes gleamed gold, hungry. “You felt it,” one of them growled, his lips curling into a cruel smile. “Didn’t you? The Alpha marked another. Left you bleeding like a dog.” I staggered to my feet, fists clenched. “Stay back.” But my voice cracked, betraying me. The tallest rogue tilted his head, studying me like a prize he’d already won. “You see? You were never his. You are nothing to him. But to us,you could still be useful.”

He knows better than to try to touch her when I’m right there. “There’s something that I think you should know.” The Healer started calmly as he gave me another cup, but this time it wasn’t a cold liquid but a cup of hot tea. “Alpha Alaric has a lot of enemies, and being the leader of his pack makes you an enemy as well.” He divulged, thinking I’d be surprised, but deep down I wasn’t. I know Alpha Alaric to be someone who goes around cursing and creating disputes, so having a lot of enemies isn’t a surprise.