The Alpha Claiming The Enemy’s Daughter Novels & Stories

the Alpha sneered. "You brought this animal into our clan. She is neither human nor wolf. And if she is not worthy of her fated mate, she is worthy of nothing." "She is my daughter!" my father roared. "She is an abomination," the Alpha countered, his voice dropping to a lethal growl. "She leaves by sunset. Or she dies." I touched the jagged scar on my cheek. The reminder of the time I fought marauders at the Flintwood Sugar Plantation. I had bled for this pack. I had fought for them.

​The first thing I learned about being a queen was that it felt a lot like being a corpse. ​Cold, discarded, and waiting for the earth to take what was left. ​I was only six years old the night my father, the Alpha King, decided I was a defect. ​I can still see the North Star pinned between black branches as I ran until my lungs burned like swallowed coals. ​Behind me, the Great Hunt wasn’t chasing a deer. They were chasing me.

"She needed to see the threat with her own eyes. Something real. Something that would force her to act." Alira let out a harsh, bitter breath. "Something that would make me look completely unhinged in front of an Alpha who already considers me an enemy?" she accused, turning on the ghost. "You could have thought of a better plan, stranger." "It made you look like a woman who pays attention," the phantom countered gently, meeting her furious gaze. "In a keep full of people blindly following a traitor, that makes you dangerous…and useful." "Useful," she echoed bitterly, folding her arms tight across her chest to stop her hands from trembling. "How reassuring."

,my grandma Alpha sister: when will this madness end Peur, when would you finally stop" Alpha: as soon as Dracula stops, this war isn't my doing and am not going to sit down and watch him terrorise us again Alpha sister: there is a better way, remember the prophecy" Alpha: you mean that trash you keep talking about, I have a plan that's more effective" Alpha's sister: oh you mean the one that involves the goblin,when will you learn, his obviously not trustable Alpha: I have a good deal with him, he can't dare resist, he brings the girl, we have her fight on our side, we win the war, its so easy" Alphas sister: your own granddaughter, you want to take advantage of her?"

"What's wrong with you sisters? You think I don't know that you helped her run away? Now look what you have done? What were you thinking posted that thing? Now everyone knows it. You've brought shame on the family and the pack." "I didn't post it. and I've done nothing wrong. What kind of alpha you are selling your own daughter like a prostitute? " Another slap before I finished my sentence. Blood trickled out of the corner of my mouth. I raised my head to look my father in the eyes. "What? Now hitting me makes you feel like a man? A weak alpha who can only abuse his own daughter?" I said coldly. "You! How dare you talk to me like this? " My father raised his hand again but was stopped by my

Just as she finished speaking, the outdoors crashed open, and the warriors rushed in carrying an unconscious Kendra, the Alpha hot on their heels. The warriors gently set Kendra on the long sofa while the Alpha barks. "Can someone call the Pack doctor?!" Mother and daughter flew to their feet with confused, terrified expressions. They looked from passed-out Kendra to the Alpha, who stared at his daughter worriedly and demanded together. "Dad, what happened?!" "Honey, what happened?!" The Alpha looked from his daughter to his mate, his eyes resting on her worried face. "Your stubborn, reckless daughter took on six rogues alone," he spat, his fear and worry making his voice harsh.

“From what you’ve told me, it’ll take some time before you win her over again. You weren’t exactly nice to her before.” Again, the guilt that welled up inside me had become very familiar. Only Alisha could make me feel this way. That girl had worked her way into my heart like it was nothing and all those walls I put up was just gone when it came to her. “Ahem,” a guard clearer his throat and made us both turn towards him. “Alpha, Sir,” he greeted myself and Benjamin before saying, “The Beta’s daughter, Miss Lila, is at the door waiting to see you, Alpha.“

“You will stay here as long as necessary. It seems my guards are quite happy to beat you.” “You ne’er get a’way!” “And who’s coming to save you, dear little Alpha?” Marc mocked. His blood was turning to lava, but he had to reign it in. It would do no good to kill the Alpha. Not until he had laid his loyalty. “I ha’ allies!” determination and fury burnt in the Alpha’s blue eyes… much like his daughter’s. “You have no-one. You deserve no-one. What man? What father does what you did to their little girl?”

His legs were extended and his eyelids were closed tight. On closer observation, I saw a mark by his side, the same place the rogue had hit him. I wouldn’t have been worried at first, but on closer look, the mark from the rogue’s hit looked like a knife stab. Caleb took a deep breath. “Elders of the Shadow pack, before your very eyes, is the body of our Alpha, slain by his own daughter out of jealousy that the younger would be chosen as Alpha ahead of her.” His reason made no sense to me, but when a plot has been set in motion, every nonsense sounds sensible to those involved.

Lea was his daughter, yet Alpha James did not seem to value her. "This is your last chance to surrender Lea alive," Alpha Carlos declared, raising his sword high, aiming it at my throat, though he couldn’t even reach me with his sharp steel. I snorted, standing tall to ensure my entire pack could hear me. "Don’t ever dream that I’ll submit or surrender," I thundered, my voice echoing so loud that even the soldiers far behind could hear. "And you’re insane if you think I’d ever hand over my mate, Lea, to anyone. She is mine, and I am hers. Anyone who tries to take her will face the full force of my wrath."