The Alpha Agenda Novels & Stories

I stood up from where I sat because I wasn’t comfortable with her being so close to me but she followed behind me, always trying to touch me even when I kept removing her hand from me. “After you left my place that day, I placed a bug in the room where the Alphas came to speak to my mom. I don’t know all of them and I didn’t get to see all of the faces but it’s a society formed by five Alphas including Alpha Randolph who seems to be the head of that society and they kept mentioning an Alpha in particular who seems to be a problem to their goal.” I pretended not to care about what Adriana was telling me but I was listening to her.

“There’s a credit card in your bag as well, it’s for you. You should get yourself some clothes and good food, Cara Mia, I’ll see you later,” “I don’t want it, I don’t want the phone or the card,” I informed him before he dropped the call. “It’s not up for negotiation or discussion,” That was all he said and he ended the call. “Who was that?” Paige asked, her hands folded against her chest. “Alpha Luka,” She groaned and began walking away. She doesn’t like him as much as I don’t as well. ‘Getting some good clothes and shoes isn’t a bad idea, Star,’ Kris, my wolf advised.

We were werewolves, after all; nudity wasn't new to us, and Paige was probably the only female in the whole pack who could give two shits about who I was or what I looked like right now. "What I do with her is my business, and you best remember that. Stop overstepping. You aren't my Beta, and you sure as fuck ain't a friend. I am your Alpha, and when I say jump, you ask how high. So, leave it the fuck alone, Paige." I snapped; a flash of hurt crossed her eyes, but I was too pissed off to care.

I couldn’t hide my disappointment when a male voice responded. “Good afternoon, Alpha, my name is Greg Peters. I am the organizer putting together the Alpha summit this year. As you know the alpha summit will be taking place in the shadow pack territory this year. Due to recent events, I have been asked to extend an invitation to all those who do not usually attend. The alliances have decided that the Alpha Summit this year will be mandatory. Failure to attend will result in a termination of all agreements with alliances and a loss of any and all peace treaties.”

Not at twenty-one months, in a dining hall, directed simultaneously at four Alphas who had been engaging with the founding philosophy for three weeks. What Sael had done was consistent with the description. The four Alphas reported the same experience — the specific quality of being genuinely seen by something that had no agenda in the seeing, no assessment to make, no governance calculation to complete. Just the pure acknowledgement of their specific reality. And after the acknowledgement, the sense that being themselves had become both easier and more necessary.

he said, snapping back to Beta mode. “You can leave now.” “Alright. But you need to see this first,” he said, handing over a file to me. “It’s the attendee list for the Alpha Summit,” James said, and I waved him off casually. “The Alpha Summit happens every year. We are all used to the overgrown children who call themselves Alphas show off their manliness to each other that day. What’s so special about it this time?” “See for yourself. There is a surprise entry this time.”

"Oh brother, don't be dramatic. Are we ready for the meeting?" "I was just explaining everything to Blaire. We'll meet you there." Scott nodded his head at Luther before leaving us alone. I turned to face Luther when he stepped around his desk and came very close to me. "We need to get a few things straight, Blaire Summers. I'm the CEO of Alpha Inc.—not my brother, not any other person in this office—and you work for me. You do as I say.

"Come here, come here, we got things to discuss." "Morning father, what can I do for you ?" I ask, closing the door behind me. Thinking that he seems in an unusually good mood today. He waves for me to come over. “Morning ? Some of us have been working for hours. You are wasting your time on fun and useless women. That is why I called you here. I need your help." My help ? With what? I can’t really see how his half scolding and needing my help fits together. He nods and smiles, like he knows what I am thinking. "I am going to a meeting with the other Alphas … to discuss the problem with the rogues."

Go back where you belong. Silence filled the room. Alpha Kael looked angry now. Enough. Ava looked toward him. No Alpha. I see exactly what she is doing. She pointed toward me. Girls like her know how to act innocent. How to gain sympathy. How to take what belongs to others. Alpha Kael stepped forward. Enough. This time his voice carried authority. Real authority. Shock crossed Avas face. She looked at him. Then at me. Fine. Her voice turned cold. This is not over.

“You will not cage her. And you will not speak of her like she’s something less than us.” My voice wavered, just a fraction. It was enough. I felt it. So did they. Emotion cracked through the Alpha mask, ugly and inconvenient and real. “Because whether you like it or not,” I finished, jaw tight, “she’s already part of what comes next.” And I stood there, between fire and fear, knowing there was no walking this back. Silence slammed down like a blade. It wasn’t the respectful kind. It was the calculating kind, the kind where minds started rearranging alliances and weighing consequences faster than heartbeats. I felt it immediately, the shift in the air, politics sharpening their teeth.