The Alpha Chose Me Novels & Stories

“I was chosen by the moon. I was awakened by pain. I have survived what none of you can imagine.” I looked at them one by one. Slowly. Firmly. Then I said the words that made the room freeze. “I am the new Alpha.” Gasps filled the room. Gamma Taro stood up, fists shaking. “You have no right—” I cut him off. My voice was calm but sharp like a blade. “It doesn’t matter what you say.” Silence dropped like a stone. Even the air stopped moving. I lifted my chin higher. “I said what I said,” I whispered. “I am the Alpha. And you will accept it.” The room exploded with shocked voices—

It was a sacrifice I was meant to pay. A shaky breath escaped my nostrils as I zipped the bag. Life wasn't meant to give us everything we wished for. I wanted to just be quiet, almost like a ghost, but instead, I became an Alpha, a leader of a pack and a prophecy child. I had no choice but to accept whatever fate had brought to my doorstep. “Leaving already?” Riley's voice came out low and soft. She stood by the door frame, hands crossed against her chest. “That’s the only choice,” I whispered, sighing.

"I don't care, I already chose you." "But why ... why me?" "Since you're the only person who manages to make my heart move, I've been choosing you since the beginning your family moved to the Blue Moon Pack." "But there are many other women who are prettier, smarter, greater, and stronger than me! Why me?" "Because I chose you, I don't care about faces... intelligence and anything else. You have been chosen by my heart and my wolf." "What if I don't want it?" Jazzy ventured to ask, what would happen if she reject the alpha.

"My father. He's trying to force me to do what I don't want to. So I had to run away. Now I've found my mate and she's a human. I live with her. It's all so complicated and seeing you is more complicated" "Really? That's great. " "Unfortunately, it's not. She's a human and I don't know how mating with humans works. I have never even heard of it. Do you by any chance know how to go about this?" "First Alpha, why are you here? In this school?" "She attends this school. Decided to make myself a student here too. I had plans on hypnotising the principal to let me in without issues but then, I met you."

No! “Grace?”, I whispered and kissed her forehead before cupping her face. “I...Zayden Staunton, the Alpha of Blue Moon Pack with all my power as a son of Moon Goddess and the witch blood in my veins, claims Grace Felton as my chosen mate and my Luna. With this, I mark her as mine, so we will become one forever as the Alpha and Luna to rule the pack.” Saying this I marked her at her neck. This was my last chance.

“Yes, you are. Not of me. Of what this bond could do to your strength. Your image. You think if you give in to it, you’ll lose control.” I clenched my fists. “Being Alpha means putting the pack first. Always.” “Then why do you look like you’re about to break?” That did it. I stormed past him, fury burning in my chest. “You don’t know me.” “I know more than you think,” he called after me. “I know what it’s like to be chosen by fate and to want nothing to do with it. But I also know that pushing it away won’t stop the pain. It only delays it.”

“You want to remind me of my position? Allow me to return the favor.” I let my power surge through the space, pressing against their lungs, bending the air to me. Chairs creak. Sweat beads on aging brows. Thera grips her armrest, jaw tight. “I am the Alpha,” I say, voice low and deadly. “I was chosen by the moon goddess and the blood of my father. This pack bends to me, not the other way around.” “And what if we refuse?” Thera asks, voice shaking but defiant. “Then you are welcome to take your opinions and bury them with the old world you’re so desperate to cling to.”

“She’s the key, Alpha. She always has been.” “No!” I scream, pulling harder against the chains. My wrists burn, blood trickling where the metal bites into my skin, but I don’t care. I’d rip my arms off if it meant reaching her. “She’s mine! You hear me? You don’t get to take her!” Salcom just laughs. That hollow, soulless sound echoes around us, bouncing off the stone walls, suffocating me. “Your claim means nothing here. She’s CHOSEN.” I shake my head violently, refusing to accept his words. “No. She didn’t choose this! You did this! You son of a—”

I am Aurora, Princess of the Crimson Moon, the North's most powerful pack. But I gave my heart to a worthless rogue named Blake. In my past life, I defied tradition to make him my personal guard. We were inseparable. I fought my own pack to make him my mate. But on the night of our mating ceremony, under the Blood Moon... He plunged a silver dagger straight into my heart. I was three months pregnant with his child. As I bled out, he whispered in my ear, his voice dripping with venom, "If it weren't for you, I'd already be with Clara. You deserve this!" That's when I understood. He never loved me. He only craved power. He had always wanted my sister, Clara—the pack's chosen heir. Then, I open

He had arranged a lavish, solemn ceremony and checked every detail again and again, his face bright with anticipation. From the back seat of the car carrying me past the ceremony grounds, I saw him through the window and felt no urge to stay. The car stopped at the edge of Moonsong territory. My father had attendants dress me, then sent me to the Phantom altar. I climbed the steps slowly. My eyes landed on the tall figure standing at the altar, and something about him was strangely familiar. Caleb Thorne, the Alpha of the Phantom pack, took my hand and bent to kiss the back of it. "Welcome to the Phantom pack, my Luna."