She Belongs To The Alphas Novels & Stories

Suzan said carefully, "I am single now, have you forgotten?" Alpha discovered that she who used only to talk obediently and softly was gone. Her tone now was either cold or impatient. He felt very uncomfortable. Suddenly he missed her so much. "He is an Alpha of the Red Blood Pack. He is the heir to the Red Pack and Julia's uncle. Did you follow him to take revenge on me?" Alpha was frightened by his conjecture. But the possibility exists. Some she-wolves go to any lengths to get revenge.

I was cut off when another woman cropped in. “I don’t know what Alpha Leo sees in you, but you belong to someone else which is Alpha Enzo our sworn enemy, this is just an example of what is to come when our men, mates, sons, and loved ones match out to fight for you,” she cried out and the rest of the women nobbed their heads.

They say it takes a second for your life to be turned upside down. But in Beth’s case, it took one night. When an attack pushes her into Malik’s arms, she learns one hard truth: everything was a half-truth. Her world doesn’t belong to her alone. Werewolves exist. Her cocky, arrogant boss, Waylen, and the charming gentleman, Malik, who have spent weeks and months trying to woo her, aren’t fully humans. They are two of Indiana’s most jealous and possessive Alphas, and they want her.

“I think you do.” “I know we are getting married soon,” she spat. “But that doesn't mean that you own me.” “No one is talking about that,” he shouted back. She crossed her arms, her jaw tightened. “I’m your Alpha. You don’t question me.” “And I’m your Beta,” he retorted. “The man you were supposed to marry. The man who stood beside you. You don’t get to treat me like a soldier when I’m the one who’s been here from the start.”

Amelia said pulling me. "Only the Alpha and their mate can enter, any if they don't have a mate yet they can take their Beta" A burly man said when we got to the meeting hall's entrance. Logan and the other Pack warriors went back outside while Amelia and I went in. Everyone inside looked up at us as we entered. "Your name, your Pack and your rank please". The man at the head of the table said. " Amelia Blackwells, alpha of the Imperial Pack and this is my mate Aidan Clark the Pack's Aleph" Amelia said.

Memory slammed into Jay—not his memory, Jayvyn's memory: Sera. Half-sister. Beta-born. Has tried to kill him twice before. Once with poison. Once by pushing him off a balcony. Palace guards looked the other way both times. Alpha? Jay's oxygen-starved brain struggled to process. What the fuck is an Alpha? More memories, flooding in like water into his lungs: This world has Alphas, Betas, Omegas. Biological hierarchy. Alphas rule. Betas serve. Omegas... Omegas are considered weak. Defective. Meant to submit and breed and nothing else.

Was he really that set on this? A soft, rarely heard voice responded in her head, "She is an Alpha. A vague prophecy you haven't told anyone about will not stop an Alpha from leading a pack. This is what is right." Fallon practically threw her wolf to the back of her mind before she could make this any worse.

Her voice shakes. “I was staking my claim,” I bite out. “Your claim?” She lets out a bitter laugh and steps closer until her face is inches from mine. “Let me hold your hand and say this to you clearly, Jack—and I’m only going to say it once, so listen carefully, Alpha.” Her voice drops, calm and sharp as a blade. “I don’t belong to you.” That hits harder than a punch to the ribs. My voice is cold. “If you don’t belong to me… then who? Fury?”

I went back to my office, lowering myself to the seat, and I opened the laptop in front of me, going through all the mail I had. Some alpha had begun to send their replies, and most of them were positive replies, while some were still stuck in their misogynistic ways and refused to come to the fact that a female had become the alpha and may be their partner. But that was fine for me; I wasn’t ready to work with anyone whose values don’t align with mine. We have to at least be on the same page to form meaningful relationships. Some of the alphas have requested physical meetings to discuss more of the opportunity, and I had penciled down a time I would be free to make such rounds.

Alba was standing tall, her chest heaving, and her face was wet with tears, but she wasn’t backing down. My eyes flitted to my Alpha, hoping he would finish the process. And he didn’t disappoint. I saw his claws elongated. He sliced his palm as he walked down the steps to where Alba was. "I, Alpha Caspian Williamson, of the Blue Meadows Pack accept you, Charlotte Alba Adams, as a member and as the future Beta Female of my pack…" Alpha Caspian extended his hand to her, but Alba was still not moving. I went in front of her, blocking her father from her view before I reached for her hand. "Let me help you." I turned her hand around and sliced her palm with my claw.