No Longer Yours My Alpha Novels & Stories

Elena asked pulling him closer to him. Their breaths are mingled with each other and their eyes are speaking numerous words. “What option do I have, I can’t betray my alpha,” Aiden said getting defensive. Right now he is only the beta of the red moon pack and not the lover of Elena. “But you are ready to betray me,” Elena said to him with hatred “I care for you Elena but I can’t accept you, it's better that you understand it way,” Aiden said and his void sounded emotionless.

Beta May answered while driving at speed, "I am my Alpha King." Alpha King rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't I tell you before to call me by my name while we link?" Beta May replied, "Yes, Raymond." Alpha King replied with a smile, "Now that's like it. Leave us alone when we go out for a run. I want to get wild today."

I look at the pitiful old woman and tell her what she seems to have forgotten. “You may have been my mother’s friend Quinn, but my mother is on her sickbed now. She has no power over me and lest you forget, I am Alpha now. Alpha Hunter of the Nightshade pack, a pack that could buy this hovel you live in ten times over. So watch yourself, old lady. I am not your friend, not your wreck of a son either. I am Alpha. Alpha Hunter, pay your respects properly.” I turn and resist the urge to spit.

He has no idea how this happened or why the moon goddess chose to give him a second chance mate. The Alpha in front of Jasmine is Alpha Nicolai. Alpha of the Crescent moon pack, which also happens to be one of the strongest packs in the land. It's a pack other neighboring packs wouldn't want to mess with, as they've never been known to lose any battle. Only a few people know what Nicolai looks like, but based on the story told to them, they call him the devil, a man who lost all humanity when he lost his mate.

This was what she had wanted for the most part of her life, what she had dreamt of. "I'll stay, but I refused to be used by you, Ryker." "We would see about that, and it's no longer Ryker to you; we are no longer mates, remember? It's Alpha now, and I really hope you don't slip on that again." He says, but the smirk on his face tells me his hoping her I slip, just so he could punish me.

I didn’t trust myself to. But I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Instead, I slowly turned to face him, lifting my chin. “Thank you,” I said, voice eerily calm. “If that’s truly what you think of me, then I’m glad you rejected me.” His eyes narrowed, confused. “I don’t need an Alpha who sees me as nothing but a weakness,” I continued, the pain in my chest coiled tight, caged. “I don’t need your mark. I don’t need your pity. And I sure as hell don’t need you.”

Me: Just say you miss me. My Alpha: Of course, I miss you. I always miss you when you're not near. Thoughts of you mess with my day. I caught my lower lip between my teeth to keep from smiling like a freaking idiot. Me: Good. My Alpha: Good? You're gonna have to pay for all the missed days. Me: Not my fault you can't survive five minutes without me. My Alpha: That's not funny. Oh, it was very funny. Me: Aww. My big, bad Alpha… needy?

She asked in shock. “Yeah. It’s mine now. It’s no longer yours. You can never have a taste of Alpha Dorris anymore as he’s all mine. Deal with it, Mia. Your time is over.” I told her without a smile on my face, and I walked to the door, unlocked it, and pulled it open, leaving Mia with my heavy words. The heavy words of realization.

I decided to play along for now. We moved to the Doctor’s room. It was just as empty, except for one thing. An envelope sat on the small table. It looked aged and grimy, as if it had been there for weeks, but I could tell the dirt was fresh…a poor attempt to trick an onlooker. Whoever did this was close, but they were arrogant. I tore the envelope open. Inside was a single sheet of parchment: WATCH YOUR BACK, ALPHA. WE ARE COMING FOR YOU, AND WE ARE TAKING HER. SHE NEEDS TO DIE, AND WE WILL SEE TO IT THAT SHE DOES.

Lunaria’s breath caught. “Why help me?” she asked. Nyra’s gaze sharpened. “Because if the Moon is choosing again, I want to stand on the right side of history.” Lunaria nodded slowly. “Thank you.” Nyra turned to leave, then paused. “One more thing.” “Yes?” “The Alpha who rejected you?” Nyra said coolly. “He’ll come. Not yet—but he will.” Lunaria looked toward the western horizon, her expression unreadable. “Let him,” she said softly.