No Longer Yours My Alpha Novels & Stories

I knew the hand behind it, but its owner's identity had lost its weight in my heart. I pushed the journal and the check aside, my heart swelling as I pressed my lips to Dylan, my steadfast companion. He was my Alpha King, the only one I would ever follow.

The one that got away. The phone in the office rang. I was left alone in the Alpha’s office as usual. Alana took no interest in the paperwork. At least she wasn’t bad on the battlefield and was superb in bed. “Hello?” I answered the call. Only formal calls reached the landline. “Are you Alpha Chad?” I raised an eyebrow. Whoever spoke on the other end sounded as though he was using a voice changer. “Yes,” I said, not knowing what to expect. “I heard you want Maya.”

he demands. “Apologies, Alpha, but I had to prioritize cleaning Juan and Denise's house before attending to my chores here,” I nervously explain to Alpha, my voice trembling with fear. As I attempt to take a step forward, Alpha forcefully seizes my arm and hurls me against the unyielding wall, eliciting a sharp cry of agony as the impact shatters something deep within my body. Before I can even react, Alpha swiftly crouches down, positioning themselves in front of me, their voice dripping with disdain and disappointment. “I should have never kept you in this pack, you pathetic mongrel. Your worthlessness is only surpassed by your inability to fulfill the simplest of tasks assigned to you.”

At the sound of my voice, he turned to look at me. “Do you think locking me up here will make me yours?” I whispered, eyes burning with unshed tears. “I’m not a thing you can own, Alpha. I will never be yours! You have the deed to my body, but you’ll never have the deed to my soul!”

"You rejected our bond. You told the whole pack I was disgusting. You called me a pig, Noah. Was that a test too? Or was that just the truth of how you see me?" "Isla, don't be dramatic," Noah said, stepping closer. The guards growled, but he ignored them, his eyes fixed on mine with a predatory intensity. "Think about the pack. Think about your parents' legacy. You’re going to let all that wealth go to waste because of a little spat? I’m your Alpha. I’m your husband." "You are nothing to me," I said.

I nodded because I was already fed up with the whole thing. I needed a clean bath, clean clothes, food, and a bed to sleep. I also need to plan my next step. Where to stay? What to do? I had a long way to go and it made my heart heavy and my eyes sting with tears. The Alpha cleared his throat. "Since the apologies are all done, I'm Ryker, the Alpha of the Blue Moon pack, and this is Bradford, my beta and best friend." For a moment, I hesitated. I didn't know if I should reveal my name or not. What if Luca decides to follow me here? I wriggled my partially numbed fingers, "Rowena." I whispered.

Then, after a while, he sent me a single text. "Apologize to Nina, or don't expect me to forgive you." A bitter laugh slipped from my lips. Fine then. I didn't need his forgiveness. I left the house keys on the table, grabbed my suitcase, and walked out the door. The home I had once loved so much, the place I had built my dreams around—leaving it behind, all I felt was relief. My phone buzzed with countless messages. Some wished me a bright future, some wished me peace and happiness. Others even joked about me giving birth to a litter of wolf pups with the Storm Pack's Alpha.

Thorne only chuckled in a low pitiful scolding rumble, which sent the hair on my arms standing. He moved into my personal air with his odor--sticky musk and oppressive, unnatural spice--suffocating the remnant smell of pine and rain. "The Alpha who rejected you? The outlaw who allowed you to be carried off in his own lands? He isn't coming, Jessica. He must have already got a new female to replace the place you have left vacant.” “You are lying,” I whispered, but this doubt which he had been watering all hours was starting to itch.

Tears welled up, but I couldn’t remember why exactly. He leaned closer. The cold in his eyes didn’t soften. He didn’t touch me. He just watched, waiting for me to do the work he knew I could. “Tania. You’re not going to get through this by hiding. Remember it now, this is no fuc king plea, it's a command from your Alpha.” “My Alpha?”

“You dare walk out on your Alpha?” "You're not my alpha anymore; you never were,” I spat, anger surging within me. “There is only one Alpha I recognize, and I am now his Luna.” “Where’s that Alpha now?” he asked, an evil grin on his face. “Will he save you now?” Ian continued, one of his hands trailing down my body. “You whored around for him, didn’t you? You might as well satisfy me then.” My body stilled as I quickly understood what he meant.