The Alpha King And The Shadow Novels & Stories

The mated wolves of the Blood Shadow Pack began telling stories, romanticizing his love for me as something carved deep into his bones. Only one werewolf didn't join in. She sneered quietly and pulled from her drawer a beautifully wrapped box. On the lid, in bold letters, it read: To Nicholas. For Your Eyes Only. By the time Nicholas returned to his office, he was almost unrecognizable—thin to the point of fragility, his features hollowed. Those who saw him whispered as he passed. Many believed the pack would soon elect a new Alpha. But the Alpha once known for his boundless ambition felt nothing at all. Not until his gaze landed on a poster—then his pupils shrank sharply.

Victoria blinked up at Celeste, stunned. “What the hell,” she whispered, chest still rising and falling. Celeste twisted, grabbed the two rogues who held her arms, and smashed their heads together. It was enough to stagger them, but not enough to knock them out. They lunged again— —and the front door of the diner burst open. A shadow moved faster than the eye could follow. The Alpha King stepped through the door, dark coat billowing behind him, his presence swallowing the room.

Relief, safety, and an unspoken bond wrapped around me like a shield. I knew when I wake up tomorrow they'll be even bigger shit. --- . The Alpha King....... Watching her sleep, I watched her beautiful body rise up and my wolf growled softly , happy that we left her satisfied. I thought of the main reason I came to this awful pack and sighed, not wanting to leave her , I summoned my shadows and Beta. Dark, lethal, and silent, they appeared instantly. They were very loyal, I would trust them with her life if it came to that, I sent them on some assignments. They'd not be around for all of this damn drama.

But I wasn’t looking at the trees. I was looking at the shadows between them. At the things moving there. “I need a plan, Antonio.” My voice came out low and rough, scraped raw by truths I didn’t want to admit. Antonio sighed, rolling his shoulders back until his spine cracked. “Then prepare for war, Alpha King. Because the shadows are moving. And they are not alone this time.”

************** Unknown POV I can’t believe that little shit has the nerve to go hang out with that damn little boy. I’ve gotta keep them apart before the truth is discovered. Leave it to him to be that observant of the damn Alpha King mark. When I black-mailed that witch for the second time, I made her give my son an identical mark of the Alpha King. That way, no one would question his legitimacy.

They had refreshments in front of them as if they had come to watch a show. The lighting was dim outside his spotlight, but he could see the assassins and witches lined up along the walls. The witches were there to reinforce the magic and keep the wards in place. “I’m afraid we can’t do that yet, Your Majesty. You’ll have to wait.” His eyes snapped to the man who’d spoken. Alpha Cole. The asshole who thought he ruled the world. He’d removed his sunglasses, revealing one green eye and the other blue, and he was looking directly into his, challenging the beast only because he thought he was safe.

"Do you remember how much business cooperation money you used to sleep with me?" Alpha Robin looked surprised, but before he could react, the shadow changed, this time to Alpha Daniel. "And you, Alpha Daniel," the voice said. "Do you remember how you struggled to get a Seer to help you get Clara the wrong way?" Alpha Daniel clenched his fists, his jaw hardened, but he remained silent. Then, the shadow changed again, aiming at Alpha Edward. This time, Rogue King Alex's voice sounded more sinister.

It wasn't part of the plan but what could he do, his little sister wasn't little any more , she was a King and had her own destiny to find, he had his own destiny to complete. "Yes, My queen" A queen amongst Alphas. "Alphas of each pack, do we have your alliance", Cage took over, strong and glittering, waves after waves of dominance and what would happen if they didn't corporate soar through each wolves, fear and hope an odd mix. A King amongst Alphas "Yes my King, yes My queen, our alliance belongs to you" Blood at it's purest young at its age. Their powers calmed and once again they faced one another.

He stood over his brother, black fur heaving with exhaustion, blood matting one entire side of his body, and made no move toward the killing blow every instinct in that ravine seemed to expect of him. The fighting around them began to slow as Vex's remaining wolves, seeing their leader fallen, broke formation, some fleeing toward the treeline, others simply dropping their stance. Blackwood wolves let the fleeing ones go, focus narrowing to securing the wounded and confirming their king still stood. "He's not finishing it," Priya whispered. "Why isn't he finishing it?" "I don't know," Marlowe admitted, though something in her chest ached at the answer even before she fully understood it.

"But the person—I did save him." In an instant, the air shifted, heavy with presence, as though a far greater force had entered the room. Heads turned almost in unison. The crowd parted of its own accord, and he stepped forward from the shadows. Tall, imposing, every movement restrained yet exuding a raw power that made it hard to breathe. Someone gasped. "It's Theron—!" "The Alpha of the Nightshade Pack?!" "What's he doing here?!" A low murmur spread, like wind over prairie grass.