The Alpha And The Vigilante Mga Nobela at Kwento

shifters have always had a barely cordial relationship with vampires. But a couple of years ago, my father and my older brother, Clyde, got caught selling a drug to the shifters that had negative repercussions on the latter. The shifters were in cahoots with two Alphas, and at the end of it all, Clyde paid with his life. Ever since, Beruth Sanguinite, my father and the leader of the Nelo Clan, has not given up on his purpose: to drive out the wolf shifters altogether. Clashes have become more commonplace between shifters and vampires, and I try to stay away from a lot of them. The scarred man approaching me was an Alpha, a prominent one. Alphas have a harsher energy about them. Vampires don

the alpha announced with joy. I never knew that the alpha had another side. He was a doting father to his son and he was not that bad in dealing with people. Plus…he did not treat me badly nor say mean things to me. Unlike the beta. My hatred towards that man had never dissipated. He was still the most irritating jerk I ever knew. “What are you watching?” Alpha Hugh asked. We were watching some television series where a doctor is one of the protagonists. I turned around and for a split second, the beta and my eyes met. He was the one who first averted his gaze.

A group of rogues had gathered around a fire, their voices carrying through the still night. “...waiting for the signal,” one of them said. “What signal?” another asked, irritation clear in his tone. “We’ve been sitting here for days.” “The Alpha promised it would come,” the first rogue replied. “We just have to be patient.” I frowned, my mind racing. The Alpha? Rogues didn’t follow alphas—they followed their own chaotic rules. “What do we do?” one of the warriors beside me asked. I hesitated, weighing our options. We could attack, but the rogues outnumbered us, and we’d lose the element of surprise. Or we could pull back and report what we’d learned to Miguel.

“Cordy….my parents…my father…he was… his heart was…” He pulled me back into his arms and dropped comforting kisses on my forehead. “Don’t think about it. You can let it all out.” I allowed myself to get into the comfort that his arms offered. I pulled back from him when I saw Alpha Lockwood walking towards us. He had some warriors with him who looked ready to pounce on me. They were a selected few whose job was to capture criminals in the pack. What were they doing here at my parent’s burial? “Alpha Lockwood” I bowed my head as a sign of respect.

A teenager swearing an oath to protect the weak, to never abuse his power. A young Alpha taking his father's place after a rogue attack, vowing to create a pack built on merit and equality, not just bloodlines. And finally, the moment he'd seen her in the forest, broken and bleeding, and felt the mate bond snap into place with such force it nearly brought him to his knees. "You felt it that strongly?" Aria whispered, her eyes wide with wonder.

An alert blinked red at the top of my monitor. Motion detection……..Rear alley of his office. My gaze sharpened as I see two figures leaning against the wall, smoking. Rogues. Their scent registered even through grainy footage. Unaffiliated, desperate and reckless wolves. Why the fuck was he alone this late? I leaned closer to the screen as he shut down his computer and stood, stretching slightly. He checked his phone and sighed. Then dropped something in an office, grabbed his bag and headed downstairs unaware of what was waiting for him.

My eyes fluttered open and I found myself staring directly into a pair of intense green human eyes,I jolted upright immediately. A man bent before me,with dark hair falling slightly over his forehead,his gaze so sharp and unmistakably powerful. I scrambled backward slightly, heart racing. He didn’t move as he continued to gaze at me and then recognition struck me like lightning,Alpha Kia Valemont. He was Alpha Kia Valemont of Winter Hill pack , the Warrior pack,he is one of the most formidable Alphas in the eastern territories,if not the most formidable.

It all ended the day she was killed. The thought made me hang limp, subconsciously calculating and charting what the future had in store for me. I would be heavily punished if I ever had this woman. Omegas were seen as whores. And it would be an insult to my pride if I ever mated her …………………………….. “ I’m so sorry girl. You’ve always been the one watching, so I thought you were watching.” the young Beta yelled at her other kind. She turned to me and flashed me an adorable smile, completely concealing the outburst “What do you need Alpha?”

Although she had been briefed already on what had happened the time the rogues attacked the Wild Pack, Alpha Ciandra wanted to go back and reexamine everything with fresh eyes, perhaps, she would get something everyone missed and even learn new things. Also, she wanted to see if any blindspots were remaining that the rogues might use again. The rogues wouldn't care that they had already attacked a pack and can sometimes return to the same pack and wreck it all over again. For someone whose privacy, right and freedom had been stolen by Alpha Alphonso and his beta, she knew what it meant for someone to be more cautious and not allow anyone in after being hurt. Furthermore, she wouldn't visit t