Syair Mabruk Alfa Mabruk นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He sticks his arm out and I grasp it giving it a firm shake. "I know, I should have been here last night." "No something to know about Aurora, sometimes it is best to make her stew for a bit or she can start getting spoilt all the time." " Good to know." "I'll go get her for you." " Wait a moment, before you get her. I have something with you I want to talk about." " Anything Alpha what is it?" " I want the honour of you being my and this packs Beta. Will you do the honour?"

Byron looked at me and didn't move. “Gabe, I knotted. Get the doctor here now.” Shit. He was the Alpha of all Alphas. The king if you will. We pledged ourselves to him, we remained Alphas, but he was stronger, faster, and bigger than all wolves. No pack can run with more than one Alpha without one being the Alpha of all Alphas. We were the only pack in a thousand years to produce triplet Alphas. Twins were extremely rare for Alphas, triplets were incomprehensible to most of our kind.

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

All I wanted to do was have a lay down but I had to find Lilith and together we would greet the arriving Alphas. ***** “Afternoon I’m Alpha Mykel and this is my mate, Luna Lilith” “Such a stunning young woman, sorry I tend to blab I’m Luna Ruth and this is my husband, Alpha Raymond. Love this is Alpha Mykel and Luna Lilith” I couldn’t help but chuckle as she waved her husband over.

"But Grandma, she's human." "Yes, human. But her spirit? It shines brighter than most," Grandma said, turning to look at me. Her old but sharp gaze held me in place. "Todd, remember this. Real Alpha strength isn't just about breaking things. It's about protecting and accepting. The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes. Your heart and your wolf have already made a choice, right?" Deep inside, my wolf gave a low, steady growl. Yes. My wolf had chosen her from the moment she stepped into my world and the instant her scent struck me like lightning

"Don't waste the breath." He studied me for a moment, then nodded once. "Get your coat." I was reaching for it when the door slammed open. Bren, one of Ryan's younger guards, stood in the frame breathing hard, like he had run the full length of the grounds. His eyes found Ryan immediately. "Alpha." Ryan's entire posture changed. Spine straight, jaw set, every trace of the tired man from a moment ago gone. "Talk." "We got a message twenty minutes ago. No sender name, no pack seal." Bren crossed the room and placed a folded piece of paper on the table. "We verified the scent on it three times."

Luke blurted out. " Don't say that, of course, Isaac wants to become the Alpha, just give him some time and he will have a mate, right Isaac ?" his mother asked. One of the characteristics that Isaac had, was he can't lie to his mother. How can he give a positive answer when he also didn't know if he was ever going to get a mate so he remained mute? " I hereby name at Zack, the Alpha " . Everyone gasped, whay the heck did he just say ?

"This... isn't this the 'Heart of the Wolf King' from the Alpha family? Are you sure? This is a symbol of absolute power." "Sell it." My voice was cold as ice. "Donate all the proceeds to the stray animal shelter. Sign it under the name..." I paused. "Compensation for a dog." "I..." The owner didn't dare ask questions. He tucked his tail between his legs and quickly wrote up the receipt. I walked out with an empty box. At a roadside magical contract shop, I printed out a Mate Bond Severance Agreement. Emblazoned with silver runes that glowed faintly like moonlight, the document bore a crucial clause: it only activates if one’s wolf mate commits an act of betrayal—treachery of the heart, brea

"A prison is a prison no matter what you call it. And I am not your 'little wolf.'" He emitted a harsh, humorless laugh and spurred his big horse closer until his leg brushed mine. Heat scorched me, painful and unwelcome. "Oh, but you are. You just don't know it yet. You carry the scent of my victory on you now. And it intoxicates." His eyes were heavy, crawling over me like a rough caress. I flinched, my skin warming where his gaze lingered. "You're a monster." "I am an Alpha. And you are my prize. Learn the difference. It will make your life here much easier."

“You’re not standing at the beginning of this story, Alpha. You’re standing in the middle of it, pretending you can still turn back.” I stopped, one hand clenched around my helmet. “Marked how?” He stepped onto the porch, moonlight catching the lines on his face, carving him into something ancient and unmovable. “Fate doesn’t knock on Lunawalkers. It brands them. The silver fire wasn’t a warning—it was a confirmation.” My wolf slammed against my ribs, snarling. Mine. “So what?” I shot back. “I keep her hidden? Lock her down? Wrap her in guards and hope the Goddess gets bored?”