Shifted Fate: The Alpha Begs Me Back Novels & Stories

"If they want to play with ghosts, we’ll give them a haunting they’ll never forget." He leaned in, his forehead resting against mine. The packhouse was full of music and laughter, but in here, in the quiet, I felt the world shifting on its axis. I was no longer just the mate of an Alpha. I was the weapon the universe had been sharpening all along. And for the first time, I was ready to strike.

The Night the Alpha Returned Elara watched him like she watched storms—ready for the first strike, ready to move when the wind turned. He stood at the threshold like a thing that should not be in her life anymore, rain making his hair dark and his coat a wet cave of shadow. Up close, the lines at his eyes were deeper than she remembered. There was a hard cut to his mouth she had not seen when love lived there. “You can’t stay here,” he said. The words were not loud. They were the kind of words that fell from a man who had learned to give orders and be obeyed.

“I talked about a type didn’t I? But you’d better tell me everything about this your ‘secret mission,' or I’d give you real reasons to fear me.” Against her better judgement, Drea asked, “such as?” The Alpha smiled then. It was a cold calculated smile that did not reach his eyes. When he stepped closer to her, Drea stepped back. His legs were longer, and he was faster. He caught up to her in no time, and Drea braced herself as one hand hooked behind her waist to keep her from moving backwards, and at the same time, pulling her against his rock hard Alpha body. She whimpered, wondering what had made her antagonize and Alpha so ruthless, she had heard countless stories about him, and each of t

he began, his voice laced with a mixture of exhaustion and determination, "I want you to know that my intentions are sincere. I want you by my side, not out of possession, but out of a shared desire for freedom and protection. Together, we can face the alpha king and rewrite our own destinies." His words resonated within me, stirring a flicker of hope amidst the chaos of my desires. I saw the pain etched on Alpha Max's face, the weight of his responsibilities as alpha. It was a burden he carried with unwavering strength, and the vulnerability he showed me in that moment left me conflicted.

He has been calling me for some time, but my attention won’t latch onto his words. As the sun disappears behind the plumes of the treetops, only then does my daze start to fade away. Just as I anticipate he has been since I arrived, Theo kneels before me, hands outstretched across my knees. Concern draws on his features, making him appear older than he actually is. Running shaking fingers along the coarse stubble of his cheek, his eyes close, leaning into my touch. “We’ll discuss this all later. Tonight we have the Lunar Gate. Tonight we have to say goodbye.” My words stiff as they exit my mouth. I am Alpha. I don’t have the luxury of being weak anymore. There’s no time to wallow or lose mys

“No. I’ve told you every time you have begged me to stop helping you that I won’t abandon you. I have called you ‘my alpha’ too many times to remember. I'm ashamed to admit that I have refused to recognize my own feelings, my unwavering loyalty to you and only you until my nightmares started up after the brawl. There’s only a few people that you have established a link to and there’s no way you can get out alone. My hell will end when you leave. If you stay here, then I will stay but if you’re still leaving. So am I.” I look to the ground before looking up, into his eyes. “Thank you. As much as I despise the alpha title, to hear you call me your alpha means more than I could ever tell you.”

“Unfinished business.” “Yes.” The last sliver of sun dipped behind the distant ridge. The world bled into twilight. The scent of musk and iron sharpened, thickened, and the first crunch of a heavy footfall on pine needles sounded from the darkness ahead. Kade’s shoulders settled. His head lifted. The man beside her receded, and the Alpha emerged, a primal force of protection and fury. But before he took the step across the line, his hand found hers in the gathering dark. A brief, searing contact. Calluses against her skin, heat against her chill. A promise. A transfer of strength.

Her expression was the one she used when something she had seen coming for a long time had finally arrived and she was allowing herself to acknowledge it. Papa looked at Xavier. "If Lyra takes the formal Alpha seat and enters a formal bond with you, and I am not asking about that timing, that is entirely your business, the continental power dynamic shifts significantly. A bonded Silvercrest ruler and Silverfang Alpha King is not a political arrangement. It is a structural one. The packs will feel it. The continent will feel it." "I know Papa.” "The framework you've built will look different from the outside once that bond is formalised," he continued. "Some Alphas who signed will reconsider.

"How much you mean to me?" My breathing became uneven. He slowly pulled away, leaving behind the warmth of his lips on my neck. Then he took my hand and placed it firmly against his chest. "I am Alpha Alaric," he said, never taking his eyes off mine. "The Alpha of Snow Jade Pack. And you," his hand gently tightened around mine. "are my fated mate. Do you truly understand what that means? It means you'll become my Luna... The Luna of Snow Jade Pack." His gaze sharpened.

It is a smile of greed, it is a smile of evil. Suddenly, he pulls me into a hug and pats me on the back, but into my ears, he whispers menacingly, “Pardon me, Laurel. But as the only kin of the Morningstar family, I am next in line to be the Alpha. I take my responsibility as the future Alpha very seriously, not like some pampered brat who thinks she can just breeze in and take what rightfully belongs to me. I will be Alpha, whether you like it or not.”