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They would not try to help us in any way, shape, or form, but I appreciate that one person who tried. When no one steps forward, he continues : “Now, April Robinson please step forward. “He says. I don’t know why he added the please, it was a command after all. The second he calls my name, a shiver goes down my spine in fear because this Alpha was cruel, and there was never telling what he could do, say, or command. It’s a pity I was only learning about his cruelty. I get up and start making my way forward toward the Alpha. I can feel all eyes on me, and it makes me uncomfortable.

His real form stands in front of us now, solid and certain. “Your Alpha is dead, little girl,” he says calmly. “Your pack belongs to me now.” Anger burns through the fear, hot and steady. “Over my dead body,” I snap. He smiles. Cold. Certain. “Very well.”

I needed to know her. Alpha drove through the checkpoint and made his was through the village making sure to drop spohie off at the house, with a quick hug and a wave good bye Sophie was gone. Alpha Jackson eyed me in the mirror then asked 'what did you hand Trinity?' 'My name and number' I answered With a hint of shame I explained to Alpha that at college, I realised I was interested in women as much as I was interested in men. This news seemed to ammuse the alpha. It almost seemed like it was turning him on.

"A tyrant who abused his authority to subjugate and oppress those weaker than him, especially women. I knew this firsthand when he burned my parents alive in front of me…and made me watch. And when I tried to escape…I was finally brought face to face with the tyrant I loathed." Their expressions shifted, sympathy and anger mingling as they began to grasp the magnitude of what I was revealing. "It was the first time my wolf spoke to me, the first time I understood what I truly was…an Alpha," I explained, my voice gaining intensity. "It was about a deeper understanding, a primal instinct that I couldn't ignore and it was this instinct that led me to confront Rafael." "I knew then that only an

Hi, Purplelites! It’s been a while since the last time I left you a message. For those who are new, I welcome you with a warm heart. By the way, I have already started with the third and last book called Saving My Alpha. I hope that this book will answer all the unanswered questions that you have. Saving My Alpha is the continuation of both Claiming My Alpha and Redeeming My Alpha and more. The timeline takes place before Anya turns 18 and is about to shift with her wolf.

And once you reach for it, you will identified as one of their leader. Every born child of Alpha's will have their own book. And this book will lead them to a quest. A quest will help them to level up. These Alpha's were created by Mother Tree, she was the most powerful of the underworlds. She can give more life to every creature in their land. But creating the Alpha's would be her greatest mistake because instead of protecting their land they were the one destroying it by killing each other just to be a leader. The four Alpha's can be recognized which group of clan they're belong by the color of their eyes.

I can hear my own heart beating madly. "I AM SORRY. I HAVE REGAIN MY MEMORIES AND I AM HERE TO MAKE EVERYTHING RIGHT. REJECT ME, UNO." I announced. A creased on his forehead appeared. I turn at the side where the son of satan is sitting. "Alpha King. You told me earlier that I can have my choice and this is my choice. I am choosing Kyro Hale. I would like you to consider my decision.", He stood up then looked at the crowd.

A single word came to me, unbidden: caught. Then Alpha Mace added, his tone like a blade sliding free: “I want her as my slave. It’s the price I want from you.” The floor seemed to tilt under me. My breath caught, jagged. A slave. My stomach turned cold. Was this a rescue? A trade? A different kind of cage? My Alpha’s jaw worked, his eyes dark. “I’m sorry, but that’s impossible, Alpha. Ask another price.” “She’s the one I want.”

He took my hand and pressed it to his forehead. “I claim her,” he declared, his voice carrying over the wind. “She is the Moon’s choice. If any among you believe your judgment is higher than the Moon herself, step forward now and face your Alpha.” No one moved. Even Mr. Mario as Alexei had called him, stayed frozen.

I lift my chin, feeling its power settle into my bones. Let them come. I am Alpha Selene Blackthorn. And this war will end on my terms.