No Alpha But Myself
Zoe bearno alpha but myself novelthe altar where i left my alphanot my alpha booki forgot i loved you, alpha
I set the meatloaf down on the long oak dining table, the scent wafting through the air like a forgotten promise.
Laughter echoed from the living room.
Father, usually buried in Alpha Council meetings and Ashveil Pack’s logistics, sat comfortably, listening intently as Eris gushed about her time at Wolfsbane Academy.
“We practiced under the pack elder Eldric,” she said, eyes shining. “He said I had the instincts of a born Alpha—strong enough to lead any pack.”