See You Next Life My Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

I scream from under Alpha. “You could submit to me,” Alpha says. “Never,” I respond. “Then you will die,” Alpha says.

Wait, what? Before I knew anything, I was in my wedding dress, and standing in front of me was the alpha of Silver river pack, Alpha Curtis, and right now he was looking at me with hate and disgust. Hey! Don’t look at me like that! It’s not like I wanted to do this. I rolled my eyes and apparently he saw that because right now the look on his face was added a bit of anger and shock. Yeah didn’t see that coming did you? A smirk crept up my face until my eyes met with my father’s.

"This conversation we're having now feels like déjà vu. Centuries ago, I found myself in a similar position, speaking with an Alpha I once considered my closest friend. His pack had gone to war with a rival, suffering heavy casualties. Knowing of my healing abilities, he sought my help to restore his entire pack. But my own pack was small, and our resources limited. We couldn’t possibly heal everyone. I explained to him that the harsh reality of our situation meant that he would have to prioritize and choose who among his thousands of members to save, given that we numbered only a few hundred. There's only so much magic can do, and our healing power is finite. That Alpha betrayed my trust. O

Her nerves tingled, a sensation she could only associate when faced with someone who had authority. "Could it be…?" Jordane muttered, her eyes zeroing in on the man who now looked very familiar. "It's him," Livvy uttered, confirming Jordane's suspicion. The latter's eyes opened wider, her mouth slightly forming a large o. "It's the Alpha."

"I do not have any plan so long your Alpha doesn't harm anyone from my Pack." "Are you going to watch”" Beta Alvan began to be interrupted by the Alpha. "Yes, I will, Beta Alvan. I am going to sit back and watch the scene unfold. It is not my pack after all. So why stick my head in something that will bring war to my doorstep?" "Many innocent lives are going to die, Alpha." "Which is a result of their curiosity to see werewolves and not stay back in their houses." The Alpha promptly replied.

“I wouldn’t be alive if you didn’t need me.” “Smart,” I smiled as I turned to Soren, who was just watching us. “You will die, my friend. But not yet.” I smiled and he turned silent. “I will do you the favour of letting you watch as I snap life out of your superiors. Then in your next life, you will learn how not to cross a Demon Alpha.” He laughed again, and then dared to stare into my eyes. Something within me shook, and then he spoke. “Best of luck, Alpha,” he said finally. “You will need it.”

Didn’t. Her eyes fluttered open. She saw me. Panic exploded across her face. She scrambled up, back pressed to the headboard, hands shaking. “P…please,” she croaked, voice scratchy. “Don’t kill me.” Something in me cracked at the sound. I almost laughed, her terror was so real but the bond wrapped steel bands around my chest. I hesitated. Me. Hesitated. I should’ve ended her. That’s the law. That’s what an Alpha does. But looking at her, I realized shit I couldn’t.

I whispered. The scout grabbed my wrist, his eyes wide with terror. “They don’t die,” he rasped. “We cut them down, burned them, but they rose again. Eyes like fire… their shadows fought with them” He coughed, crimson spilling from his lips. “The Alpha is coming.” His hand went limp in mine. That night, they struck.

he explained. “Who cares?” I complained, pulling my hand back, and I saw how he snorted. “Are you gay? Is it really true that you’re the next Alpha? Or are you just pretending? Cause you seem like you’re not,” I said, irritably, and his aura suddenly altered.

However, his next few words have my world almost grinding to a halt. “Are you sure you are an alpha? I have never seen an alpha this short.” Shit.