My Ex Husband, The Alpha; His Brother, The Rogue. Novels & Stories

“I’m NOT done talking about this. You’ve been keeping secrets from me, important ones by the sounds of it. I demand to know…” “You DEMAND?” my father shouted. “You don’t get to DEMAND anything from me. I’m your FATHER, or have you forgotten?” He flashed his wolf eyes. “I think we all need to take a moment to settle down,” my mother interjected. But both my father and I were furious at this point. “And I’m the ALPHA,” I shot back at him. “Or have YOU forgotten?”

"Please…" He did. Slow at first. Controlled. Each thrust deliberate. Deep. My nails dug into his back. Holding on. "Please." I gasped. Pleading. Begging to be taken by my ex's uncle. The Alpha King. "I don't want to hurt you." His ragged breath fell against my neck. "I trust you." I pulled him closer. Something broke behind his eyes. The gentleness vanished. He drove into me. Hard. Fast. Relentless.

Her husband? Her boss and her husband are both Alphas, which is what they mean. Do these rogues know their relationship with the two Alphas so that whichever Alpha they mean, they will still be involved? "Not now, bro," Rogue said in front of Sarena. He pinched Sarena's cheek while grinning. "We have to detain her first for that d*mn Alpha. He definitely won't pay if the goods are defective or damaged!" "That means if Alpha doesn't want to pay, we can enjoy her first before we sell her later," said Rogue behind Sarena.

I stored the escape routes I would have to test later in my mind. “Tell me about them,” I finally asked. “The brothers. How old. How do they fight?” “Alpha Tristan is oldest. He’s quiet but very fierce in war. Alpha Kane is fire. He’s quick and unpredictable. Alpha Tyler laughs at danger. He doesn’t take life too seriously” I listened to her. Everette’s steps slowed as she led me to the door of the alpha chamber. She opened it, leading me inside. As soon as I stepped in, I saw three thrones. Their energy hit me hard. My wolf howled, wanting to bow in submission.

Smith said, letting a puff of smoke out of his lips. "Smith! You're the son of the Alpha and Luna of the Golden Crescent Pack and if there's anything that's demanded of you, it is total compliance with the rules of the pack. Running away from home and living in a penthouse is not typical for an alpha wolf like you! Do you even have any idea that one day you'll be the Alpha of your pack? Or you just want to live as an outcast all your life!" Alex said in a high-pitched tone. In this instant, Smith knew he had to do something to calm his friend down because Alex is not one to get angry or raise his voice at anyone irrespective of how pissed off he felt.

I'd asked Rook who he was and Rook had taken just a half-second too long to answer. Caelum Dusk. The Alpha's brother. "Sorry," he says, to me specifically, like the empty chair was a slight he owes me for, "I got held up at the eastern boundary." "It's fine," I say. "Did Maren feed you before this?" I blink, "Yes."

And then there’s the nagging rumor that won’t die. The old Alpha. Luis’s father. The man who led the pack to war, who was supposed to stay in Europe, buried, and forgotten. Except no one forgets a monster. The stories still haunt the pack, tales of a man so ruthless he made the rogues look like house pets. The war he caused led to rouges entering our lands that night and dad being murdered. If he’s really back... No. I shake the thought away. “Is it, though?” Caroline asks, her voice a low murmur. “ If he is back, he wouldn’t be here for no reason.”

I have never felt so relieved knowing that the Alpha from Silver Shadows, the pack my sister now called home, was coming to get me. I would be safe. They said I could have a home with them. No, I would not have the mate I had planned for, but I did not have to be a rogue as I had feared. I did not have to live in fear. And I would have my sister there too. Life had the potential to improve. They were giving me the chance at hope. At happiness...

I froze with even more dread on seeing who it was. Rhys. I’d heard stories of him. The Rogue Alpha. The one who was rumored to rule the borderlands with his own law. He was drop-dead gorgeous as the tales read, almost as much as he was scary. Looked like he emerged right from the front page of a horror story, and he was the hottest villain in the book. “You’re in my boundary,” He spoke flatly, drawing me out of my thoughts. “Give me one reason not to kill you right now.”

"Many years ago, two boys were born—Alpha Jethro and Rogan. Alpha Jethro, my father, ruled because he was the eldest and the only person who had a heart for the people. But Rogan was always the jealous younger brother who was bitter and resentful about all my father had. Since he could not be king, he grew up to be a bitter man who took out his hatred and insecurities on his family, on his fated mate, and his son, Kane. “My father, Alpha Jethro, tried to help Rogan by offering him a place as Beta in the pack. But Rogan betrayed us, he planted evidence to frame my father as a ruthless, greedy butcher of people. So I had turned to the one and only person I ever trusted like a brother—Kane. But