The Alpha Billionaire Club Trilogy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That was cold, he could've at least let me thank him for helping me that time. "What a dick." Daichi said, fixing up his tie. "They think just because they're alphas, they can strut around like their hot stuff, piss off." He yelled but they were probably too far to hear. Daichi is a beta and he's hated alphas for as long as I can remember but he's friends with some people who are alphas. He might hate alphas but in his words, "Only the Alphas who are too proud to distinguish right from wrong." Akito on the other hand is an alpha that he trusts, we all met in elemtary school but Daichi and I were friends first.

my mother snaps without even turning to look at me as she sits next to father. “Your father and I have been discussing this and Max has confirmed our thoughts” I glare at Max, what had he been saying to her “Now this is very important for you to hear this Alexander” I raise an eyebrow, they obviously were going to tell me Charlie was no good as a mate for someone with Alpha Blood. “You are already aware Charlie is Alpha Damon’s eldest child” I nod at my father, recalling the information he had told me in the limousine My mother continue “Daughters of Alpha’s are particularly strong, especially if they are the first born and they are often a rarity as the Moon Goddess nearly always ensures Lu

I murmur, staring into the flickering flames, “Gali handed me ten thousand golden tokens for spirit broth and wiped forty-five million off my foster parents’ blood debt in a single breath.” Sade’s jaw drops, her dark eyes wide with utter shock. “Are you serious? Forty-five million tokens? Well, that proves the terrifying High Alpha actually possesses a shred of honor beneath that brutal exterior.” “I thought the same thing at first,” I say, my fingers twisting tightly into the fabric of my tunic. “I thought he was just a ruthless killer, but his actions today proved he cares deeply for his son. But then he started pressing me about whether I plan to settle down here in Myhill CrestHALL perma

My chest rose and fell rapidly, my breathing uneven as the anger inside me continued to burn fiercely. The triplets stood tall in their arrogance, convinced of their absolute power. To them, this was nothing more than control, domination and ownership. But what they didn’t know…What they had absolutely no idea about…Was that in their arrogance, they had just made the greatest mistake of their lives. They believed they had chosen a servant. A loyal dog. But the truth was far more dangerous. Without realizing it, the Alpha triplets had just chosen the very thing that would one day destroy them.

Zelda burst into the room. “Brie” she shouted I blinked. “What on earth—?” “You need to hear this!” she exclaimed, nearly bouncing with excitement. I sighed. “Can it wait?” “No! Absolutely not.” She slipped inside, shutting the door behind her, and revealed a bundle of clothes hidden under her cloak. Her eyes were wide with excitement. “The triplet Alphas of the Obsidian Fang pack are in town. Triplets, Brie And they’re, gods help me—too gorgeous for words. They’re all tall, gorgeous. They are carved like warriors out of stone. I nearly fainted just hearing about them.”

A jolt shot through me, quick and sharp, sending involuntary shivers cascading down my spine. Alpha Rex — the Alpha of the Black Hood Pack. Everything about him, his presence, his reputation, even his pack, screamed danger. The Black Hood Pack wasn’t just known for its darkness and secrecy, it thrived on it. Their entire existence was cloaked in shadows and silent threats.

"Professional work, Alpha. Someone who knew what they were doing, who had proper supplies and training." Someone who knew what they were doing. Catherine Montgomery, whose finishing school education had apparently included more practical skills than I'd given her credit for. "Where is he now?" I asked, my voice rougher than intended as the implications crashed over me like cold water. "Sleeping off the trauma in the common den," Elena replied. "But Alpha, there's something else. Something strange." Strange. In a world where shapeshifting was commonplace, where magic sustained impossible architecture and roses bloomed out of season, strange was a relative concept.

"For a private account in the city. It’s a trust fund I’ve been building since the day I knew about the triplets. I was saving it for when they turned eighteen, for when they shifted and had to find their own way in the world. But they don't need to wait for eighteen anymore. They’ve already fought more than most Alphas do in a century." He reached out with his mind again, that warm, heavy pressure wrapping around my shoulders like a thick blanket on a winter night. "Take the money, Elena. Take the kids and travel, show them the world. The money is more than enough. Show Cindy the ocean; she’s been whistling the sound of waves since she was seven. Let Colin buy one of those ridiculous human

But why am I in his bed and why the hell am I naked! I reach for the closest piece of fabric my hands can get and I yank it over my exposed ass. I don't need to think before I realize where my clothes are. I don't need to try looking to know this is the morning of the next day and I spent the night in a billionaire's bed! Not just any random billionaire, Ayden Bravlov, greatest actor of all time and Alpha of the Crescent moon pack! A freaking werewolf! I spent the night in his bed.

Flynn takes a long drink of his scotch. I run my hand down my face. "So, we are dealing with a group that's been sneaking around building power in the dark for over 50 years." "That's correct. This new batch of Alphas is not as patient as their fathers and grandfathers. They are sloppy and are making mistakes. They had three different investment clubs that I would have never linked together if they didn't combine the portfolios. They tried to poison Amelie in public at her Luna Ceremony. They openly attacked my son and your brothers-in-law. They think they are untouchable. This also means they have members on the Council." Flynn clenches his jaw. He set down his glass hard on the table.