Novel & Cerita Taming The Alpha's Daughter

“You both disgust me.” “Look here, woman, I want you to watch your nasty mouth,” the Alpha growls. “I won’t let it slide if you continue disrespecting me. Tame your woman, Beta, or else I won’t mind helping you to tame her.” “You are no Alpha of mine, and I am not a coward of a mother who will sit back and watch her daughter get bullied by a nasty freak like you. You don’t deserve my beautiful girl,” she says, moving closer to him. She holds the hem of his clothes.

She opened it. A guest room. Warm light. Thick rugs. A bed that looked soft. A fire in the small hearth. A folded robe on the chair. It was perfect. It was not mine. “You can clean up and rest here,” she said. “You are still the Alpha’s eldest daughter. We will set things right. Life will be what it was.” I gave a short laugh. It sounded wrong in my throat. I stepped past her and set my coat on the chair. My hands shook when I let go. I closed them and hid them in my sleeves.

“Who is she?” “Ayleen Smith, the daughter of the alpha of South Paw pack. She lost her mate last year during a territorial fight. She and alpha Lucius were thing for a while but it seemed to have ended a long time ago. I don’t know why he decided to bring her around now but I know it will drive Luna Michelle crazy and I love seeing that.” “Do you think alpha Lucius may be romantically interested in her?”

Rhoda sniffed, wiping off her tears. She walked out of the Alpha’s chambers, still sobbing. Her daughter was the only reason why she still had interest in living. Losing her was tearing her up slowly. Later that day, Alpha Kyle was having a meeting with the pack elders. They were seated at the conference hall. “My Alpha. It’s almost 6 months since we last got our freedom from the wicked Alpha Dane. I think it’s time Alpha Dane’s daughter gets introduced.” The first elder cleared his throat, and said.

Her eyes opened fully. She saw his face. Her father. Gideon Hale. Marching toward her. She screamed. The entire diner turned to look. She clawed at Dean, shaking, trying to hide in his arms. “That is my daughter. Hand her over!” Gideon shouted. “She is a grown woman who does not want to go anywhere with you,” Dean snapped back. “Sit down and eat your food.” “She is an Omega. A runt. She belongs to us,” Gideon growled.

​The first thing I learned about being a queen was that it felt a lot like being a corpse. ​Cold, discarded, and waiting for the earth to take what was left. ​I was only six years old the night my father, the Alpha King, decided I was a defect. ​I can still see the North Star pinned between black branches as I ran until my lungs burned like swallowed coals. ​Behind me, the Great Hunt wasn’t chasing a deer. They were chasing me.

I shook my head. Dad smirked, "You will be the first female Alpha, Bella. And not only that, but you'll also be Queen. This is a huge leap forward for some of these old fashioned Lycans. If only they knew my daughter could rule better than their disrespectful sons." Dad shook his head as if he were speaking from personal experience. While I felt proud at his words, something struck me as odd. The way he said "disrespectful son's" made me think he had dealt with a few. I wondered if that had anything to do with me.

And she doesn’t like me. She looks to Hendrix and says, “If you’re fucking her, I will personally cut your dick off.” I answer, “He’s not fucking me.” She looks back at me, her white eyebrows raised high, as if she’s impressed that I can talk. She asks, “And who are you?” I keep my shoulders back and my back straight, I am a freaking Alpha’s daughter and the guardian wolf. I won’t let these people intimidate me. I say, “Magnolia Knight and you?”

I felt energized a little by my wolf, and we got there in less than 2 hours. I desperately wanted to see my family, but I chose not to go there first. I didn't need anyone to tell me the mockery and scorn I'd face if I visited the pack mansion where they lived. At the pack’s gate, I encountered big and burly men whom I'd never seen before. They seemed oblivious when I mentioned being Alpha Williams' daughter. Didn't they recognize their Alpha anymore? After pleading extensively and assuring them I wasn't a spy, they reluctantly let me in.

I began, my voice even and measured, “There was once a pack. An Alpha and his Luna had two daughters. They had their first shift on the same day. To create a ‘perfect heir,’ they took the sacred potion that should have been split between them… and gave the entire dose to one daughter. The other one survived the agony of the shift all on her own.” The studio was so quiet I could hear the cameras whirring. I continued, “Later, during the harshest of the trials, a rabid bear charged at the ‘prodigy.’ It was the neglected daughter who threw herself in front of her sister, taking the full force of the attack. Her wounds were deep enough to show bone. But the victor’s crest, the roaring applause…