The Alpha King’s Secret Heir Novels & Stories

The moment he tore my clothes and forcefully entered me, he knew, I knew, that the last strings of love that tied me to him snapped into two. “Do you think she’s dead” A voice seeped into my distorted ears. A foot jabbed my stomach twice, “I think not. She’s just… sated” laughter laced his tone at the last word, followed by the ones of his cohorts. “You did well” Another spoke, this time, papery and shaky, somewhat old. The alpha’s mother- a vile woman. “you think she is with child now?” odetta asked. “give it time. Right now, the seed inside her is weaving a baby in her . It won’t be long before she is confirmed with a child. and an heir to the throne.” She chuckled.

“You don’t have brothers?” “No,” I breathe, finally meeting his eyes. “Gods, no. I nearly killed my mom, and when Nora was born and almost finished the job, my parents swore they were done.” He shifts his position, leaning closer with a look of confusion crossing his features. “But your father is an Alpha King? Who is his heir if he doesn’t have sons?” I arch my brows. He narrows his eyes. “You?” “Of course. I will be Alpha Queen of the Deadlands and all the tribes one day. Is that so hard to believe?” Now, I’m leaning toward him, the space between us shrinking slowly with every breath. “Because I’m a woman?”

I almost made a sound when I remembered that in the past. That secret gathering of all of the Alphas in a certain place was not actually to be hosted by our Alpha King Helio. The leader of this gathering was no other than his son, who was the first in line to inherit his throne. He was the Crown Prince of our kingdom named Henricus la Chandelier. His father was a useless Alpha King who poorly led his kingdom near to its vain. If it was not because of his first son, it was rumored that His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Henricus, was leading in the shadows.

she said and then looked at the Alpha King. “Yes it has, it’s given to whoever will become an Alpha King. It’s as if you are officially declared the heir to the title” Alpha King replied. “Well in my family there is one thing that has been passed down from generation to generation” she paused and smiled. “A story that my ancestors don’t know the beginning or the end of. They all just stumbled into it in the middle. They have no idea how it started or how it ended, many died without knowing the ending.

The low flames of Harold’s study cast flickering shadows across the room as I entered, drawn to the grim silence hanging in the air. Harold was at his desk, fingers pressing into his temples, a brooding figure with barely contained rage simmering beneath his composed exterior. When he heard my footsteps, he looked up, his gaze cold, cutting. “So,” he began, his voice a steely whisper, “the Alpha King wants an heir. Our heir.” I took a steadying breath, keeping my face neutral. “Yes. He was quite clear about it. He sees it as a way to solidify his power.”

“I don’t understand.” “You will,” I promised, brushing her hair back. “Soon.” She shook her head, stepping back slightly, though her body still leaned toward mine. “And Connor? What will you do if he comes back?” A growl rumbled in my chest, low and dark, my wolf clawing to the surface. “He won’t. If he does, I’ll end him.” Her eyes widened, but I didn’t care. She needed to know the truth—I was no ordinary Alpha. I was the Alpha King, the ruler who had hidden for years, his identity shrouded in shadows, waiting for this moment.

ONE “Keep reading, Athena.” Alpha James gestured to his daughter, his voice laced with sadness. “...The Nightshade Pack hereby surrenders to the Silver Moon Pack, as of today. Renouncing all claims to our territory.” Athena paused, her brows furrowing and her jaw clenching in anger. “We also submit our titles, including those of Alpha…and Alpha heir…” She choked on her words, swallowing hard as she fought back tears.

he hissed, looking around to ensure no one was witnessing him terrorize me. "She can never be yours. She's the alpha king's daughter and the sole heir. Whoever she chooses will become the alpha king. Forget about her; she's out of your league. And if I catch you writing her name on tree trunks with your blood again, I will damn well hang you--," Dad cleared his throat abruptly when we spotted Alpha King Bernard and his seer Monique approaching us. They were dressed in elegant attire, probably prepared to attend a costume party, while we had interrupted their cheerful evening.

I tell her. “What is it with the both of them and keeping secrets? Those secrets destroyed our family.” She says and I know she's referring to Reagan. “So when my dad told me about the agreement, well I knew there was no way I could become Alpha because he was wrong.” “What are you talking about?” She asked me looking confused. “I can't become Alpha because you have a living heir, I'm sorry I kept this secret from you, but I had to keep my word to Reagan.” I tell her and I see as tears well up in her eyes at the mention of her daughters name.

Twin wolves, bound together by blood and shared secrets. "Stay away from her," he said, voice low and dangerous. "Or what?" "Or I'll remind you of what you are. Push too hard, and you might find that bastard princes aren't as untouchable as they think." It was a good threat. Delivered with just the right amount of barely controlled violence to be believable. If I were anyone else, it might have even worked. But I wasn't anyone else. I was Alexis Coldwater, son of the Alpha King, heir to nothing and everything all at once. And I'd just discovered that the girl I couldn't stop thinking about might actually be meant for me after all.