The Alpha And His Troublemaker Novels & Stories

“T-The alpha in this s-story, you, has s-spent his entire life, uhm. Being cold. Ruthless. It’s why y-you get targeted by—” “Wait, wait. How old is this alpha again?” “Uhm…same…” I clear my throat. “Same age. As us.” “Hah, nah.” Alex seems to finally lose his patience, leaning back as he crosses his arms. “Alphas are supposed to be reliable and trustworthy as leaders of the pack. This guy doesn’t sound reliable—he just sounds like a dick.” I hold back a snort, surprised by how put-off he sounds. I’d expect this if someone called a hockey puck a ball or something of that sort. But no, he seems genuinely frustrated by the story.

The Alpha stood in the middle of the room, fuming with anger, I'd never seen him all red and livid before, I'd never seen him angry at the girls before "How dare you two disobey my orders" he growled deeply and the two girls fell to their knees "do you know who you are, do you know what could have happened to you, do you know what would happened to us if The Prime Alpha learnt that his betrothed is an heavy drinker and a reckless party goer. Do you know what would happen to Wolfdusk Pack if the marriage between us and the head pack doesn't work out, why are you trying to destroy my plans? WHY!" The Alpha screeched, making the girls jolt and cower behind their mother who was all shaky and tea

He asked gazing at me, his eyes wide open waiting for a reply. I wanted to speak but he chipped in immediately and stood up. "You know when I was the young Alpha and my dad was the leader of the pack. I didn't have any other thing else to do except serve and do whatever my father instructed. I learnt everything I know now from him without asking any questions." He said, stopped pacing and turned around to face me while I paid attention to what he was saying. "I don't know what you are hiding or why you are running away from this house or your responsibilities as the young-alpha but I'll soon find out, trust me". He kept talking when his beta walked in.

This warrior is probably going to suffer later for trying to send me away. “Wait!” I heard the Alpha's voice, and I could hear his footsteps too, as he was running toward me. “Don't leave just yet. Do not listen to this ignorant fool. I'm going to take care of him!” I looked at him in amusement. If I didn't know this was a trap, I would think he wanted to treat me genuinely from his heart. Look at how he's acting, as if he has ever been nice to me. Maybe in the past I thought he was actually an honorable person, but after finding out the kind of shady things he has been doing, I changed my mind. After all, I understood that not all Alphas are role models for their pack members.

There’s a heated discussion at the table, but I don’t care at all; I just want to watch the show. I press the power button. “I heard that Alpha is fretting these days. Business at the pack is getting worse; it's about to be untenable. Gamma Anto, is that true?” Huh? Why won’t the TV turn on? I check back and forth; nothing seems wrong. “It’s been pretty tough. Alpha is planning on selling some of the useless wolves to the big guys as slaves. Lest they waste our food.”

"I'm warning you one last time—take down the post on PackLink! Or I'm kicking you out of the pack right now!" I didn't read any further. I deleted all the texts and blocked his number. Even after the bloody lesson of my past life, being hurt by his blind distrust again still made my heart sting for a second. A few nurses came in to change my dressings. Oblivious to my mood, they chatted away. "That Alpha downstairs booked the entire VIP floor. He's spoiling his 'childhood sweetheart' rotten." "Latest gossip: Alpha Jaxon hired ten healers, saying he needs to soothe her traumatized wolf."

The lower corridors reeked of blood and smoke. Pack warriors moved in frantic currents, dragging injured wolves toward the infirmary, their faces pale with fear. The moment Kael appeared, the hall parted. Nobody spoke. Nobody met his eyes. Their Alpha looked like a war that hadn’t finished bleeding. Blood crusted his shirt. The stab wound hadn’t closed fully. And the darkness in his eyes promised pain to anyone stupid enough to slow him down. Lyra stayed close. Too close. She could feel every coil of tension in his body, every second he held back the beast clawing to get out.

I went completely still, my chest tightening. "He pushes back against it constantly," I countered, thinking of his cold commands. "He resents my presence. He refuses to be a puppet to his father's design." "Resenting a trap is not the same as severing a line," Cora stated precisely. "He has expressed fury toward his father's manipulation, yes. But he has not yet invoked pack law to formally, irrevocably reject you before witnesses. There is a vast legal distinction under our code between an Alpha fighting an engineered arrangement and an Alpha legally breaking a fated bond. Alexander's current behavior constitutes the former."

The pine and frost scent hit me like a physical blow, a phantom memory so sharp it made my teeth ache. I spun, heart hammering against my ribs, but the white void was empty. Just me, the lingering echo of a forgotten Alpha, and the System’s silent, mocking presence. “Screw this,” I muttered, the words a low growl in the sterile air. “Screw you, screw the game, screw my traitorous family, and screw this goddamn amnesia.”

"You're going to be in serious trouble. The Alpha could kill you, Eve!" At the mention of the Alpha, a shiver ran down my spine. I wasn't stupid. I knew how dangerous he could be, and I wasn't eager to find out what he would do if he discovered I'd disobeyed him. But the thought of staying here without answers was almost worse. "I won't get caught," I promised. "You can't promise that!" Marina threw her hands up in frustration. "You don't even know what's waiting for you out there." "I know, but I have to try."