The Almighty Alpha Wins Back Novels & Stories

I sneered, leaning closer to him and his puppets. "You haven't heard, have you?" he chuckled. "Well, of course, how could you? You're supposed to be banished from this pack." "What are you talking about?" My stomach sank, and I wondered what now. My brother and I were still on a mission to get back what we lost when Catherine gave us that antidote, and we didn't want more surprises. "The Alpha is alive," he answered, and everything in me froze. "He is coming home soon. Once he finds the former Luna, they will be back here to reclaim everything you've forcefully taken from them."

The room buzzed with whispered conversations and furtive glances, the outcome of their fight for justice hanging delicately in the balance. Finally, an elder, his voice filled with conviction, stepped forward, breaking the deafening silence. "The pack has spoken," he announced, his words resonating with finality. "We recognize the virtues and potential in Levi and Sebastian. They shall reclaim their rightful place as Alpha heir." Relief surged through the quartet, washing away the weight that had burdened their shoulders for far too long. Their gazes locked, eyes shining with gratitude and determination.

"The power of healing, to battle the dark, to demand respect from all wolves whatever their tribe. But beyond that, she has the right to judge.” "Judge what?" I asked. "Alphas," my father said. "The prophecy says the First Daughter will return and judge the Alphas who infected her mother's legacy. Those she deems unworthy will lose their wolves altogether. They are going to be human — naked, with none of their power.” The room went silent.

Regardless of the rogues' best efforts, it was evident that they were not fit for the alpha. The alpha rushed forward with a ferocious snarl, his jaws locking over the throat of the surviving rogue, finishing the conflict in a burst of blood and anger. Breathing heavily, the alpha stood over his opponents' dead bodies, his chest heaving with the effort. As he stared down at his fallen opponents, his eyes sparkled with a vicious triumph, his control over the pack reinforced. He carried the two rogues out of his borders and returned to where he left Luna. When Luna saw Alpha’s terrified look, she got scared. Alpha recognized that and tried to come her down. He urged her to go back to the packh

I slammed him back hard enough to rattle the chains. “Who. Gave. The. Order.” He was laughing now—weakly, breathlessly. “Too late.” Then he slumped. I moved fast, checking his pulse. Barely there. “Get a healer,” I barked. “I want him conscious again. I don’t care how.” Maurice, already at my side, nodded and began calling orders. One of the guards stepped forward, voice low. “Do you believe him, Alpha?” “Yes,” I said. And that was the problem.

I'm taken aback by Hades' restraint; he's usually edgy and quick to retaliate. "No," Alison interrupts, her voice dripping with defiance, before Denzel can respond. "Excuse me?" I chime in, my surprise evident. Alison rolls her eyes. "Step aside, Jasmine. This battle isn't for you. According to Denzel, it's all for you." Rage boils within me. How dare she! "And what do you gain doing all this? Working with someone like Denzel?" I demand. Alison shrugs, her expression nonchalant. "I gain so much, and with Hades out of the picture, Hunter can become Alpha of the Silvermist again. We can both focus on our kids."

Taysa mutters, picking at a stray string on the duvet. I scrunch my nose up. I've been in close contact with Alpha's my entire life... How could I not tell he was one? "He seems to know what he's doing," I mumble, wiggling my toes, trying to will more movement into my body. A miraculous recovery would be great right now. "Yes...he can be harsh, but he's the kindest man I know," she assures me. I roll my eyes. "Kind people don't shoot others in the back."

“They’re in the Alpha’s chamber right now, they must be sleeping together since they’ve missed each other so badly.” Ah. I can’t feel anything right now except my tears falling from my eyes. So, Aaron keeps me locked in this dark, filthy place while he makes love to her in his chamber here in this camp? The very chamber that even I, his Luna, was never given permission to enter? So much pain creeps inside me right now, until I can barely see anything and can hardly hear. “They will soon have the heir that the Alpha has long awaited, and you…” that mocking smile appeared again. “You will soon disappear and be forgotten. Poor Luna.”

“It is the Alpha's win tonight… please, we shouldn't let what happened rob us of the celebrations. Let's congratulate the Alpha.” “Congratulations, Alpha.” The people chorused, their voices a bit cheerful. Aldrich pulled back from me. He gripped my wrists and led me towards the stage. He waved at them, a smile tugging on his lips. “Thank you, everyone. Thank you so much. This win is not just for me; it is for every one of us who deserves to walk and travel on safe roads. It's for us, who deserve a well-developed kingdom. I wouldn't have been able to do this without any one of you… especially my Luna…”

It slipped off my mind that wolves make everyone know who's in control before doing anything. Stupid creatures. "But-" I'm about to comment but I abruptly stop. Werewolves have a very good sense of hearing. "Good." The Alpha says before he stops radiating power. "These two here are Beta Nathaniel and Gamma Alexander." The Beta has blonde hair while the Gamma is a redhead. "Now straight to the topic. I want everyone who plans to drop out of college as soon as it ends, with no plans for an university, to raise their hands." A couple hands shoot up, including Alara's.