The Alpha King’s Secret Heir Novels & Stories

The missing Alpha King who had left a vacuum in his absence that many Alphas were trying to usurp in order to get his power. Only the council kept the seat empty insisting that the Alpha King still lived. My father could be alive. I had never heard such a greedy tone from Alpha Finn before. "But he does have an heir. And that heir is Astrid. I know what I saw, boy." A chill came over my skin as Xavier voiced my thoughts once more. "This is why you want me to accept her." Alpha Finn didn't deny it. "You will take the Alpha King's vacant throne. You will rule all of the wolfkind on this continent."

"But this place? The West Wing? It’s a golden cage. You’re trapped here. Safer than the servants' quarters, maybe, but still trapped. And the moment someone finds out what your daughter really is... it won’t matter how much Xander wants to help. The Council will come. They always do." He paused, eyes flicking to the door like he expected someone to burst in. "I’ll keep your secret," he said finally. "For now. But don’t trust anyone. Not the servants. Not the guards. Especially not Xander. He’s the Alpha. If it comes down to choosing between your daughter and his Pack—between one little girl and the safety of hundreds—he’ll choose the Pack every time. That’s what Alphas do." He unlocked the d

“Who are you?” One brow lifted faintly, almost with amusement, though his eyes remained sharp and unreadable. For a long moment he studied her as if she were a question he had already expected to find in the middle of the night. Then he inclined his head just enough to acknowledge that she had earned the truth. “Kael,” he said. “Alpha King.” The words hit her harder than the moon ceremony, harder than Rovan’s rejection, harder than the guards reaching for her in the dark. Aira’s breath caught and refused to move for a second, her mind scrambling for anything solid enough to hold. Kings did not appear in border forests. Kings did not stand alone in the snow and speak to rejected women. Kings

Maybe if he didn’t, I’d be giving him the reaction he so desperately wanted, but now no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t school my face to look anything but bored. The mad Alpha went on. “You’re going to tell me everything about your family’s secret. Every detail your father was too stubborn to share.” He tilted his head. “And then, depending on how you handle it, you might even survive.” I hid a smile, and lifted my chin. “The Alpha King is coming for me. He’s probably closer than you think.” The Mad Alpha laughed. A cruel sound that grated on my ears and made me want to hit something. What was so funny?

"You’re carrying." "Yes," he whispers, his male voice cracking with vulnerability. "The Moon Goddess has blessed my body. I am carrying your heir." A dark, possessive roar swells in my throat. I spin him around violently, slamming his lower back against the heavy carved oak post of the bed. My heavy thigh thrusts upward between his legs, forcing his knees apart as I pin his wrists above his head with one hand. "And you hid this from me?" I snarl into his ear, my breath searing his flesh. "You dared to keep the future Alpha King of the Silverclaw Throne hidden inside your belly without telling your mate?"

I admit. His arms tighten around me. “Me too.” I twist around to look up at him. The firelight catches his grey eyes and turns them almost gold. God, he’s beautiful, all strong jaw and dark hair that’s gotten too long because he’s been too busy with pack business to get it cut. Lips I’ve kissed a thousand times and will never get tired of kissing. “You’re an Alpha,” I say. “Alphas don’t get scared.” “This Alpha does.” He touches my face, his thumb brushing across my cheekbone. “I’m giving up everything for you, Emily. My pack, my title, my family. If I’m not scared, then I’m an idiot.”

’ and tilted her head, “go on.” “I was raised in secret by the queen and although it's a norm for the second to take over the throne if the crown heir is incapable of doing so. But alpha is different and has his life all planned out so we were all assigned roles, and since I was raised secretly, I would be the trump card when everything goes wrong.” “I see,” her eyes widened in shock. I could see she was finding it difficult to grasp the entire thing but I continued anyways.

Sasha slumped into her chair, sobbing hysterically into her hands, her body shaking with pure, unadulterated humiliation and fury. Elder Jethro turned his focus back to Rowan. "Since Prince Rowan does not deny the council's findings, we all accept it as absolute truth. But hear this, Rowan: you can no longer pull these child's tricks. You are about to become Alpha King. Your absolute first duty is to produce a legitimate royal heir to secure the throne and prevent future inheritance wars." Jethro stepped right up to Rowan’s chair, leaning down to stare into his face.

Blurb “I’m here for my daughter, Mr Thorne and not for you.” Five years ago, the Alpha I loved so much introduced me to his fated mates as his sister, then told me that our nights together were borne out of “curiosity”. I walked out that night with a duffel bag, a broken heart, and a child he never knew about. I spent five years making sure that he doesn't find us. Now my daughter's heart is failing, and the only hospital that can save her belongs to him. I'll do anything to keep her alive but the lie that drove me out of the pack was never his own and someone wanted me to stay buried. I came back to save my daughter. I'm starting to think that someone has been waiting

I looked back up into her eyes and it hit me. I was too distracted by my adoration of her, too lost in her absolute beauty, too busy trying to breathe in her presence that I missed what she was afraid of showing me. She’s an Heir. Facts started to assault my thoughts, coming in rapid-fire as I pieced everything together about what Sebastian told me and who Alice really is. ‘Alice doesn’t have an Alpha.’ Of course she doesn’t, because she IS an Alpha. He’s an Alpha. Her brother is an Alpha. Was.