She Belongs To The Alphas Novels & Stories

We only had warriors train before the attack after the attack that changed. We had to asked for help from one of the largest pack in the U.S. we were falling apart and Sammy was not in a good place after his dad died. We made many changes the Alpha from Pine Mountain is extremely smart and knowledgeable. The Beta and about a dozen warriors were sent to train us and help rebuild. We found out that the Alpha is actually the first female Alpha and she even has the Goddesses chosen mark. She made suggestions on moving some things to make the pack more protected. We also completely changed the patrols as they were not strong and had many week points.

She asked and her memory quickly flashed back to when Adrian called him and asked how her reaction would be if the culprit turns out to be from Ignacio's family. "So that bastard knew all these while? And he refused to tell me?" She thought and the thoughts of not seeing Adrian to pour out her anger at that moment made her more infuriated. "Yes, she is the one" "How can you prove that?" "Why don't you ask Helen about Angel? You are now the Alpha, she is under you as long as she is still part of this pack." "Okay. Thanks. I have to go now" she gulped the remaining content and stood up.

His anger didn't immediately go away, but the slight shift in his eyes assured me that he understood what I was asking. "Alpha, she is the one, the wolf with the goddess' blessing." An Alpha said I wasn't sure which pack. "She doesn't belong in your pack, does she?" Carlo let out a growl that caused everyone to back away except for that one Alpha who stood their ground. "She belongs to my pack, to me."

They all walked out without saying a word, and I shook my head in question. “The woman is coming as an Alpha’s bride. She has to look like one. As far as I understand, she is an omega…” “I am an Alpha, but I am an outcast…” “An Alpha is an Alpha whether or not you want to admit it. You seem to be going high about being that demon’s heir that you forgot that IF you are an Alpha now, it is because you earned it by blood. The number of nights that I stayed up tending to your wounds are countless, and I know that you would have fought more if you had to.” She said, stopping me. “She is going to have to look like the Luna that she is supposed to be, and I am not going to start with her behavior…”

“But there are some conditions.” Her face darkened. “What are they?” I didn’t hesitate. “First,” I let my eyes wander to hers. “You will have to denounce your title as an Alpha.” Athaliah seemed startled. Did she think I would miss that an Alpha's blood is higher than a normal wolf's and almost equal to an alpha's? It got me wondering when she said she had trusted allies in the Blood Hound pack. Why would people bound to their Alpha betray him to her?

My fated mate had been of Beta blood and had been trained to be a Luna. I gave my head a shake. I could no longer live in the past. “If I heard correctly, I heard you reject her,” I reminded the two Alphas. The young Alpha could not help himself, “She is going to stay on as my mistress and have my pups,” he relayed proudly. “Like bloody hell she is!” I roared.

I literally force myself to remember that most of the pack members are far too respectful and often times act weird whenever they stand face to face with myself or my brothers. “Go on,” I encourage her, forcing my voice to be a little softer and more soothing. “You can tell me whatever you need to tell me. Trust me, I’ll just hear you out and that’s it. I’m not Lenox, I don’t believe in harming the messenger just to deliver the message.” The maid flashes me a quick but tense smile before she nods and takes a deep breath and hides her hands behind her back. “I was sent to announce that there is news from Alpha Lazarus.”

Wyatt stood beside her, his strength and skill a solid anchor amid the chaos. Aria leapt, jaws snapping at a rogue lunging from the side, ripping into thick fur and flesh. Blood pooled in Aria's mouth. Pain blossomed from her wounds as the rogue whipped around and attached to her shoulder with his jaws, but it was swallowed by adrenaline. The taste of battle was intoxicating, raw, and urgent. Wyatt’s voice called through the frenzy, guiding her. They moved as one—human and wolf, Alpha and Beta’s daughter—united in survival.

I have never even harbored envy towards him as he excelled in everything, only ever admired him from afar. So why? It doesn’t make any sense why he’d go out of his way to break me any more than he had. I suck in my lower lip. This is neither the time to entertain such thoughts nor should I hope for a logical answer. In the first place, Logan is an Alpha. Born to rule and guard the Evergreen Pack. The only son, and the first heir. Hanna Wells, on the other hand, is an Omega like any other. Passable. Replaceable. Expendable.

New doubts from new sources. But tonight, she'd won. Completely. Definitively. And that was enough. More than enough. It was everything. She closed her eyes. Finally able to sleep. Finally able to rest. The battle was over. The war continued. But she'd won this round. And she'd win the next one too. Because she was Jasmina Lesvendstrong. Alpha Supreme of the Strong Black Clan. First officially recognized female Alpha in werewolf history. And she was just getting started.