Novel & Cerita The Alpha Chose Me

I am the elder daughter of the Dawnlight pack Alpha. On the day I came of age, my father told my sister and me to choose our future mates from the two sons of the Brightvale pack Alpha. The older brother, Damian, was steady and self-possessed. The younger one, Kieran, counted for nothing in his own pack, and it showed in the sullen, beaten-down way he carried himself. In my last life I chose the younger brother without a moment of hesitation, because I wanted him to know what it felt like to be someone's favorite. But on the very day he became Alpha, he threw me out to the rogues. I was carrying his pup. They tortured me until I died. Right before the end, Kieran stood over me and looked d

The man leaning casually against the doorframe was tall, broad-shouldered, with sun-roughened skin and a scar slashing through one thick eyebrow. He wore a simple white tunic and brown trousers, but he had the unmistakable bearing of someone who didn’t just walk into rooms. He owned them. Alpha. Her stomach dropped instinctively. Another bloody Alpha. But when he smiled, a lazy, almost boyish tilt of his mouth, Jo felt the tightness in her chest ease a little. "I’m Don," he said easily. "Alpha of the Wind Warrior Pack." Jo blinked. Wind Warrior Pack? She vaguely remembered something from the book.

His eyes moved across the shelf, the window, the floor, and stopped. On the windowsill. Half a second. Then back to me, smooth and neutral, giving nothing. “The Alpha wants to establish ground rules,” he said. “Tonight.” He didn’t ask if I was ready. He stepped back and held the door open, which was its own kind of answer to a question I hadn’t asked. I looked at the windowsill one more time. A sealed room. A carving left inside it, worn down by years of someone’s hands. A Beta who noticed it in three seconds and chose not to react.

"Do you think I'm that stupid?" "Alpha." Julie's initial enthusiasm faded when she saw the sharp look in Oscar's eyes. His tired face turned serious, causing Julie to hold her breath. Oscar did not slam the chair or bang the table, but his expression conveyed a warning. "Era is a werewolf. We will all prove it during the Sacred Ceremony, and even without that, I can sense it. I am the Alpha, Julie Davis, and she is my chosen mate." Philo just sighed as he saw Julie's face go pale. One of Oscar's habits, besides expressing emotions through actions, was to call people by their full names.

I nodded, “More than anything. Please Alpha Grey, make me yours. Claim me properly. I want this. I want you.” I didn’t care that the pancakes were burning. That I was standing on the edge of a fall I was unlikely to survive intact. All that mattered now, was this moment, and what I wanted. What I chose after so many of my choices had been taken from me throughout my life. I controlled this. “I want to kiss you, Onie.” I chuckled, “That seems like a good place to start. Well, what are you waiting for Alpha? If it’s my permission, you have it. An invitation because-”

Raising my hand to scratch my shoulder, I cock my head and ask sarcastically, “You could have called. Why must you always show up like this? Uninvited.” “Well, because I am the Alpha. We don’t follow normal rules. We have our own we abide by, and it doesn’t involve humans’ niceties. If I need to fetch you, I will do it any time I want.” He states angrily as I watch his eyes start to glow again. Every time he becomes upset, his eyes do that, so I always know when I have gotten to him. “Alright, alright. Anyway, I need to get dressed. What is it exactly that couldn’t wait?” I ask absentmindedly as I shuffle around and try to find the pair of comfy jeans that I laid down a couple of days

he said, “how can you choose him… without knowing the truth, without knowing what he did?” My chest tightened and my heartbeat roared in my ears. “And then,” the alpha said quietly, his voice cutting through everything, “you can decide… if you still choose my son as your mate.” ** Follow me on i,n,s,t,a,g,r,a,m: authormiragreen

Elijah's voice echoed, leaving no room for argument, his Alpha aura and something else I couldn't place my hands around made me want to kneel. My heart raced, and without even thinking, I obeyed. My knees hit the cold, hard ground, and I looked up at him. He stepped closer, his presence looming over me like a storm. His hand gripped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Remember this, I am your God," he said, his voice low, dripping with certainty as he pinched my chin. I had met Alphas and Betas before, but none of them compared to him. Elijah was different. His strength, his sheer dominance—it was beyond anything I had ever known. It terrified me, but more than that, it captivated me and

Does it affect Kiel? Come to think of it, she already caught a glimpse of him holding back last night inside the car. And she can’t deny that it left her in a daze. How can Kiel, a recessive alpha, had that sweet scent? “President? Are you alright?” Only Devyn realized that she’s already making that irritated face again. “Miss Anna,” she called out. The young lady across from her jolted. “Yes, President?” “What will happen if a recessive alpha’s rut gets triggered?” she asked without even blinking.