Novel & Cerita Tango With The Alpha's Heart

Alpha Cameron lifted Jackson in the air, snarling deeply in his every breath. He may not have a wolf, but he had some kind of monster living within him. “Chloe. Is. Mine,” his eyes raged and darkened more and more with every syllable. “No one is taking her anywhere.” I held in my cries, watching the Alpha’s other hand shoot forward and tear right through Jackson’s chest. The growls and snarling, along with the yelling, had drawn the other warriors out to see what the commotion was about. Many of them gasped and made sickened noises of their own at seeing their Alpha tear Jackson’s heart right out of his chest.

I wish I could run away from there, go far away from everything and start afresh. If he rejected me right there, especially when he’s an Alpha. I will become so weak that I won't feel like a human and might die from the pain. He stepped closer, towering over me like he was going to strangle me like he did before. "I, Alpha Marek Blackwood, reject you, Alima Simpson, as my mate."

He raises a dagger with a high blade and gleams under the firelight like something sacred and deadly. Then, without hesitation, he slashes my palm. I watch, frozen in the vision, as my blood spills onto the altar. And in that moment, the altar glows. Not just a soft shimmer but a blinding, pulsing light that explodes outward like a heartbeat made of fire. Suddenly, Alpha Craig throws his head back and growls a deep, guttural sound that shakes the air. Something dark floods into him. Something from me. It feels like part of my very soul, ripped away and forced into him.

Alpha says to me. “I, Alpha Tony Spartan, of the Spartan pack, formerly the Waterman pack, submit to you, Alpha Theodore Sol, and ask that you accept me as your future Beta.” I ask, kneeling before my Alpha, holding up the heart of our enemy.

The music was a steady hum that matches the vibration of the engines under my feet. I watched from a high deck as Taren danced slowly and closely with Katarina. Katarina was in a tight red dress. They moved in circles, as their bodies pressed together. It looked like they were sharing a private moment, but I knew better. I saw that Taren was deliberately using his Alpha power. He wasn't trying to be romantic. He was working. His jaw is tight, and his eyes never stayed on his partner. He was making sure every guard was watching him and not the doors. He had a job to do.

] The Alpha Of Alphas rose slowly to his feet and faced the training ground once more, ignoring the tears streaming down his face as he stared at the lifeless form lying there. "You have asked a question, My Beta..." He spoke softly. "Fate is when you've spent forty years without a Mate and when the Luna Goddess decides to give you a Mate she gives you a Tiger and not just any Tiger your enemy as a Mate, that is fate, My Beta." A new voice came from behind him. The Alpha Of Alphas turned, expecting someone else, a stranger, another Alpha perhaps. Instead, he found a small child staring at him with large grey eyes filled with curiosity and a burning taste for revenge. He looked so much like h

He leaned his head back against the wall, his eyes squeezed closed as he rubbed his chest. Joey turned his head and looked down the hall when he heard a sound. His breath caught in his throat when he saw the person he'd been waiting all day to see. Tate stood there at the end of the hall with a sad expression. As soon as the Alpha took a step forward, Joey's legs began moving. The Omega began crying harder as he ran down the hall. Tate opened his arms and knelt just moments before Joey collided with his chest. The force almost knocked the Alpha backward, but he grabbed the wall before wrapping his arms around the Omega.

But in the end, he gave the win to me. He gave it, I didn’t take it myself. “Maybe one day we can have a real dance...Young, Alpha,” Alpha Taran bears his neck at me ever so carelessly before he jumps off the ring. “I don’t mind taking you down if that’s what you are looking for!” I get annoyed at the cocky Alpha. He gave me a win because I’m injured. I didn’t need that from him! “Pity I can’t stay for the party,” Alpha Taran lets out a light sigh as if not hearing my anger, “I have a date with my mate. She is the cutest wolfless.”

“Of course, Alpha.” Adrian extended his hand. When her fingers met his, the contact sent a strange thrill through her warm, sharp, impossible to ignore. He led her toward the center of the floor as the music swelled once more. The crowd shifted back, forming a wide circle. No one dared to speak as Silverthorne’s Alpha guided the healer of Blackfang into a waltz. His hand rested at her waist, his other clasped hers firmly. “You look less lost now,” he said quietly, amusement touching his voice.

She gave a sarcastic “Ha-Ha” I was a little bit taken aback but I remained impregnable “you may put up a brave front but I know your heart isn’t as tough as old boots”. “Keep dreaming wolf boy” seriously name calling?. “You shoulder may be the coldest but I will melt thy icy heart” she scoffed “Is that Shakespeare?”. “No darling just me trying to shake a spear of love through your heart” now that one got her laughing “you’re so dumb, Vampires don’t have a heart” okay I kinda forgot about that one but at least I made her smile Ughhh what’s wrong with me?