The Alpha Billionaire Club Trilogy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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In the world of Alphas, where egos often clashed, we had managed to maintain a steadfast bond that transcended any obstacle. I couldn’t help but reflect on Alex’s journey after his parents were killed during a rogue attack when we were just sixteen. Stepping up as Alpha amid tragedy, he faced numerous challenges, including his uncle’s opposition. He managed to rebuild his pack from the ground up, staying true to his ideals. Together with Sean and me, he founded a successful company and took over his late father’s other ventures. Beneath his smile lay the pain of his past, hidden from most.

I was beginning to get confused. "Stay here? But why?" I queried. "Ayira, I have given up being the Alpha of the Golden Moon Pack." He announced, staring straight into my eyes. I was stunned. I didn't expect that he would do that. Almost everyone was dreaming to become an Alpha, the most powerful and the highest rank in a pack. That's why it was surprising that he gave up his rank just like throwing off dirty clothes. "Blaze, why did you do that? After you claimed our pack, you will only abandon your pack? It doesn't make sense." I retorted. I couldn't believe that he would make that foolish decision.

woman who understood interest rates. “She’s a liar!” Maxwell shouted, sensing the room shifting in his favor. “She’s trying to steal my birthright with forged documents!” Alpha Richard stood up, his face hardening. He didn't want to believe his son was a failure. He wanted to believe the girl with the money was the villain. “Aella,” the Alpha growled. “You have brought shame to this hall. You have used your wealth to bully your family and undermine the future Alpha of Sandwell. This is treason.”

I stumbled onto a couch, the report that Cole had given me coming to mind. Elara had three brothers who were Alphas. Their family descended from a strong line of Alphas whose pack got wiped out two decades ago. “You had gold under your roof and you threw it away,” Father sneered. “We cannot get into Caelthorn. That Luna of yours is dying faster every day.” And the one I needed to save Lillian was the one I threw away with my own hands. “Fuck,” I muttered. Everything had come crashing down. “Get your act together before you lose your title or this pack.” Father’s voice lowered an octave, his wolf rising to the surface. “And you can best believe it will not be this pack.”

"The Alpha wanted you to have everything that you needed. But if we have missed anything, please just ask." The Alpha? Aria frowned, but before she could question it, the woman and the quiet girl excused themselves and left. Now alone with her thoughts, Aria turned back to the clothes. She ran her fingers over the soft fabric. The Alpha wanted you to have what you needed. She shook her head. No. She wouldn’t let herself get comfortable. She was still a prisoner. And she had to get out.

Every wolf turned. The shadows parted. And in walked Alpha Killian Draven—a former champion of the Trials. Exiled. Banished after slaughtering his own Beta in the final round five years ago. Six-foot-four. Battle-scarred. Drenched in dominance. And hated by everyone. Selene moved protectively in front of Ava. But Ava held out a hand. “Let him speak.” Killian’s lips curled. “So the prophecy girl finally has claws.” “I’ve had claws,” she said. “Now I have a purpose.”

“This isn’t some fantasy story. You’re living in it now.” Ryleigh didn’t respond. She stared at the silver necklace at her throat, the cool crescent pendant resting against her collarbone. The symbol of her rank. Her cage. Natalia broke the silence. “You should also know the Alpha’s not here right now.” That pulled Ryleigh’s attention. “Where is he?” “He’s with his bride,” Natalia said with a sigh. “The Luna-to-be. A Mafia pack daughter from the eastern territories. Real political move. Strengthens ties between two powerful bloodlines.”

The council gathering happens three days after they burn Garrett's camp. Amelia stands at the edge of the clearing where the entire pack has assembled, Liora sleeping peacefully in her sling, and watches the father take his position at the center. He's in full formal authority now, not the gentle grandfather who rocks his granddaughter to sleep. This is the former alpha who built a territory through blood and strategy. The crowd is massive. Every wolf in the pack, from the youngest scouts to the eldest advisors. They've all heard rumors by now. Whispers of attacks, of threats, of Amelia killing a traitor with her own blade while her daughter was strapped to her chest.

Twelve hours until the Vanguard regrouped for another attack. Six months until the Remnant Fleet arrived with answers—or more questions. And in his arms, a dying alien diplomat who called him the key to ending a ten-thousand-year war. Jack Miller, the cage fighter who became an Alpha, the Alpha who became a billionaire, the billionaire who awakened a cosmic bloodline, realized that his journey was only beginning. The stars were watching. And humanity's reckoning had arrived.