Taking The Reins Book Novels & Stories

“This changes everything.” “No,” he corrected gently. “This reveals everything. The game hasn’t shifted, Alessia. It’s just begun.” His calmness stirred something reckless inside me. “Then let’s end him. Tonight. We have proof. No need to wait—” He stepped closer, his hand covering mine on the ledger. His touch was firm, grounding. “You’re letting fury take control. That kind of fury can get you killed. This book is power—but only if you wield it wisely.”

We would face whatever came next together, as I felt the primal leadership rise within me for the first time since our worlds had been turned upside down. ____________________ This book is the property of Ulliend Musings and its brand. It is only to be promoted or disturbed by approved formats such as Goodnovel.

When I am sure he won’t be following me, I switch off the lights in my room and lift my shirt from my back with a grin stretching across my lips. Idiot. I think in my head victoriously. Alpha King Cain Reyes thought he could actually stop me from stealing the book? He was so wrong. It was truly stupid of him. I simply tore the pages from the book when I heard him dropping inside the room. While he was busy glaring at me, I pushed them inside the back of my shirt and then I tucked the shirt inside the jeans. Simple. I never fail. Not now, At least. I grin to myself and open the pages where words appear just for me to read…

Because I already understood. This wasn’t about distracting me. It wasn’t about keeping me busy while I waited. This was about making sure that next time, I wouldn’t be standing here doing nothing. Power stirred under my skin, but it felt different now. Not restless, not uncontrolled. Focused. Directed. I leaned forward and picked up the first book, feeling the weight of it settle into my hands. “This doesn’t mean I’m not still worried,” I muttered. “It would be concerning if you weren’t,” Order replied.

My pointed ears stood out amongst the bellowing strands as those from around me examined my every step with a deep sense of adoration and intrigue. “Alpha,” I greeted as I bowed slightly at the man who resembled his son, my mate. “So, which of my boys do you think will win?” Coen asked amused. He’s not even considering Quest as a potential winner, I thought slightly offended. “Destiny has already assumed the winner,” I said simply. “Destiny, huh?” Coen said with a grunt. “Destiny surrounds us all, it dictates our lives, our very movements, our decisions,” I said simply as I clasped my hands together at the base of my stomach.

I think he groaned but it's almost inaudible. "Here..." He drawls as he passes me a book, wrapped in plain black cover. It's nothing fancy. Like any mere book you'd find randomly. "This is my most accounted journal. No one's ever read it. You'll be the first. Consider it a gift from me." "Why should I read it?" He comes to sit on the bed and locks his eyes on mine for the umpteenth time today. I can't count how many times he's played me inside those field orbs of his. "What's the most powerful piece in Chess, little eagle?"

But unexpectedly, after Lester took over, the company came back from the dead! Once the business improved, Lester regained his father's trust. The latter reinvested, and the company began to flourish again. Meanwhile, Sandra made things official with Lester. She even held a press conference to make a high-profile announcement. She appointed Lester as her deputy and gave him half the company's shares. That was treatment I'd never gotten. She really had given him all the confidence and favoritism he could ask for. After that, she went on a posting spree across all social media platforms, flooding everyone's feed with lovey-dovey photos of her and Lester.

His tone revealed that they weren't welcome. Alpha Jax took over the mantle. He had totally overshadowed the other Alphas. "She turns eighteen in five days. I've come to claim my purchased mate," he said proudly, his gaze on Rock, a smirk lining the corner of his lips. Whatever he seemed to be doing seemed to be working because Rock growled, "No," pulling Godiva protectively to his chest.

I'm so lucky to have him in my life. Making him take on the bad guys while I'm the damsel in distress makes me think I'm useless. I should help him and take on a few guys, but I will get in the way. Rex has more experience in situations like this, while I tend to pick fights. "Okay, shhh...I see one bogey left. He's probably the leader of this party," Rex says as we lie low, but I didn't respond. "Thea, what's wrong?"

To lock it away in a dark room inside my mind and step forward wearing a crown of control. I thought I was doing well. During the ritual, my father stood beside me, watching with quiet approval as Alex knelt before the pack. The formal vows were spoken. Loyalty pledged. Strength sworn. Responsibility accepted. When Alex rose, something in him had shifted. He no longer stood merely as my friend. He stood as Beta. Second-in-command. The pack felt it too. Respect rolled outward in waves. Melissa stood beside him, chin lifted, shoulders straight. She did not shrink beneath the weight of her new role. If anything, she seemed steadier than ever.