The Alpha Billionaire Club Trilogy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"My mother tried to rewrite the rules. The witches said she was 'unmade' by it. Roman, if I have to do what she did, if I have to face whatever is coming..." Roman turned onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow so he could look down at her. The moonlight caught the sharp line of his jaw and the intensity in his eyes. "You aren't your mother. And your father was a man who watched from the shadows. I am an Alpha. I don't watch from the shadows, and I don't let my people disappear."

When he arrived at the abandoned building where Samuel was waiting, he got out of the car and was greeted by Samuel’s men—all betas. "Follow us, Mr. Rutherson," one of the men said. Valerian followed them inside. Even though Valerian was a billionaire businessman, he had a habit as a dominant alpha: he was aggressive, physically strong, and settled scores with those who crossed him in his own way. "The lion got away because—" "Shut up, Samuel. Where is he?" Valerian cut him off sharply. Samuel smiled and pointed to the far end of the room, where Mr. Howart was tied up and blindfolded.

A cluster of crude tents sat in the frozen valley below, smoke curling from a central fire pit. Wolves moved around the camp, all of them huge and scarred and carrying weapons strapped to their bodies. The Northern Alpha stood in the center, a hulking brute with a crooked nose and a bear pelt draped over his massive shoulders. "Five betas," I breathed. "There's five of them." "Six if you count the Alpha," Malakai said casually, like he was commenting on the weather. He crouched beside me, his eyes scanning the camp below with predatory focus. "And one human bait."

Hallow Hades pack, Silver Moon pack, Night Walker pack, wolves from the capital and the major cities, plus guests pouring in from everywhere. Even the outcasts came. Rogues, lone wolves, deviants, half-shifted things with twisted faces. Exiles who crawled back just to be seen by the Lycan. I walked in with Amanda and took my seat beside Lucien, at the table below the emperor’s platform. A few heads in the crowd turned when they saw us. Then the Alpha Triplets arrived. The roar doubled. They wore matching armour, black and sharp, like generals walking into a massacre. I hated the noise, hated how the whole place thundered for them, hated how every man in here tripped over himself for their ap

“You are scenting my child’s home. Explain this, and I may let you leave with your throats intact.” The larger of the two intruders, a brute with a scar across his jaw, bared his teeth in a mockery of a smile. “Thorne. We heard you’d gotten sentimental. Claiming a stray and her pup.” “The pup is my heir,” Kade said, taking another step forward. The distance between them halved. “You are not here to discuss lineage. You are here to steal. Who sent you? Rylan?” The name hung in the air. Rylan, Alpha of the Thicket Pack to the east. Ambitious, ruthless, and land-hungry.

She tried not to let her terror show, but she couldn’t stop her hands from trembling at her sides. “I asked him about his last little purchase, and he said you can’t dance?” Joy arched a brow, her tone laced with disbelief. “What kind of omega can’t dance?” Claire swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the woman’s disdain. She nodded stiffly, confirming what Joy already knew. Joy snorted, rolling her eyes. “Seriously? What do you even know how to do, then? Seduce Alphas?” Claire shook her head again, feeling smaller and smaller under Joy’s piercing gaze.

Someone who knew exactly what they were looking for and how to erase it. Cain. He's been the mole. Not just deleting records, orchestrating everything. Eliminating threats before they could materialise. If Maci and Thorne bonded, if the prophecy came to pass, their combined power would shift the balance of the council, of our world, entirely. Thorne's already the strongest alpha we've seen in generations. Add Maci to that equation, what we suspect she is, whatever's waking up inside her, and they become something the council can't control.

He looked worried as though he had lost everything all ready. "I know Nelson, I got the news beforehand last night. But no worries, we will get new investors soon. My men are working on kidnapping the kids of some rich families, and in return for their lives, we shall ask their families for a huge ransom amount. Hopefully that might work." Lucifer Miller shared the information with the other three. Some more days passed. Things got worse and worse albeit there was no way that the Mafia lord could stabilize his position. And finally after five more days, Nelson had to endorse the ownership of Array & Thrice to Mr. Malik, one of the oldest yet youngest players of the underworld who secretly tr

I nodded, "She's my mate, her loyalty should be towards me." I heard Luke smile, "I know you still love her, Alpha. So you should give the order to bring her back." "That would be offensive to my late father," I said without hesitation. I was the Alpha of Blue Thunder. I had an obligation to more than just my mate. I had to carry the will of an ancestors, I couldn't take back a traitor. No matter who it was. "Yes, you're right, my Alpha. But you can decide to spare Anna after punishing the main traitors who happen to be her parents."

It was a man. "Who is he?" I demanded, my voice darker than I intended. Nate blew raspberries and tapped his palm. "Everything comes with a price, Alpha." "Anything you want is yours, just fucking tell me! Who is he!" I roared, my nose flaring in anger. Nate smirked and pulled out two pictures from the crossbag strapped across his chest. I snatched them away from him, and his amused laughter followed. I looked down at the pictures, anger seething through my veins at the sight of the male wolf beside Aurora.