Scott Mccall True Alpha Novels & Stories

That very day, Alex was officially stripped of his Alpha title and exiled by his own pack. At one point, my phone buzzed with an unknown number. But I was too busy—standing beside Luke, wearing white, raising a glass with my true mate. I didn't answer. Later that night, the headlines came like a final blow. "Disgraced Alpha Alex exiled by the Werewolf Council. Accused of abusing pack members under the pretense of ‘mate searching.' Brutally attacked by a rogue coalition. His wolf is not expected to survive." I stared at the screen for a long moment.

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.

I said as I begged him not to give up. One of the ugly wolf’s pack howled, and everyone stopped moving as the ugly wolf paraded Drake in front of Drake’s pack as he bled himself helplessly in his mouth. “No, no no,” I hear Nikki say. “What’s happening?” I asked frantically. Once an Alpha is defeated, the Alpha who defeated him will be the new Alpha of the pack that has been defeated. Leia explained. I heard Nikki, Katie, and Lisa whimper as they heard Leia’s explanation.

I had heard it all before. Then, a deep voice cut through the tension. "Be nice, Mila." My breath hitched. I looked up to see Alpha Scott crouching down, picking up my books. Mila’s expression changed in an instant. She plastered on a sweet smile. "I'm sorry, Alpha Scott. I promise I'll be a good girl and behave," she said, dragging her fingers across his chest. I gritted my teeth, feeling invisible all over again. Scott sighed, clearly unimpressed. "I'm not the Alpha yet. That won't be official until the Winter Solstice celebration tonight."

Pine and frost and furious, untamed power. An Alpha’s scent. And it’s coming from right behind me.

I dropped the smile and the mug both at the sight that greeted me. The damned pompous ass I had for an Alpha mate was there. “Are you okay? Are you burnt anywhere? Don’t move,” Kevin let out, somewhat alarmed, “I don’t want you hurting yourself. I’ll handle the mess myself…” “I’m okay,” I mumbled under my breath, even as I willed my heart to beat slower, under the dark gaze of the man who shall not be named. Our chief and mentor soon introduced Leo, with a small smile, “Meet the new owner of the company, everyone. Alpha Phillips, meet the team.”

My eyes are wide as my heart races. “Well, I guess, if you want to be. Then yes. If he isn’t your real uncle, and Adam isn’t your real brother, you are the one who carries the alpha gene and that would make you the rightful alpha of that pack. But as I said, that is only if you want to be.” He looks worried.

The rogue Alpha appeared at the edge of the crowd, flanked by his warriors, his presence sending a wave of fear through the pack. "Well, well," he sneered, a wicked grin on his face. "It seems your Alpha is unable to fulfill the terms. Shall we see what happens next?" The rogue Alpha’s warriors moved forward, weapons drawn, their eyes gleaming with malice. The pack members backed away, their fear palpable. Caden’s heart raced. "No… this can’t be happening," he thought, panic beginning to creep in. The rogue Alpha raised his hand, his smile widening. "I believe it’s time for a new leader," he declared, his voice booming. "And so, here is my decision..."

he growled softly. “Let’s go,” I said to the scouts. “You know, we can take his mate now,” someone said. “Kill her. Bring them to us.” Zephyr surged, wild and strong, ready to rip the scout’s throat out. “No,” I replied as I wrestled with my wolf. “They won’t care.” “You don’t know that. If you’re afraid, you can just-” My hand shot out and I wrapped it around the scout’s throat. The problem with being the biggest, baddest, Alpha in the land, is that there’s always a young wolf who is full of piss and vinegar that thinks he can challenge me.