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It was also the fact that he humiliated and undermined her in front of all the werewolves attending the council meeting. And the knowledge that the one thing she was looking forward to in her life, the Crowning Flame couldn’t spare her even that. “What is our Alpha’s name?” Gerald asked. “Alpha Gwendolyn Radcliffe,” Caddie replied. “Alpha Naturale Gwendolyn Radcliffe,” Oliver corrected. All of them looked over at him. “She is not some ordinary Alpha. She is the boon of this pack, the one who took all the curses on her shoulders.”

"But if you're the new Alpha, they become subject to you, and you can make it to become whatever you wish for it." "Rahu's pack is subject to the blood pack. There are three packs in that one town." "What?" Felix nodded. "That's why they're all jealous of Wisteria. We are one pack that resides in one town." Thomas went silent. Being an alpha was never something he dreamed of and he only expected to be a loyal subject to King Calhoun. What happens when he becomes an alpha? Will he also report Wisteria when they offend him? The thought of ever going against Calhoun made him panic.

Then my secret was much safer! "EVERY new moon!" The girl said in a dramatic way, "And not just Alpha Kirsch, our old Alpha also did that before he disappeared! Our pack is cursed!" "Old Alpha? You mean a ghost?" I rose my eyebrow. The story just got much less convincing. But it felt good to be part of the victim of a curse, instead of being the curse myself. "Not a ghost anymore! He resurrected!" The girl shook her head in a horrified look, "Rachel saw him!"

“It’s ruled by three.” I blinked, my mind spinning. “Three?” I whispered, my voice trembling. She gave me a small, knowing smile. “You’re about to meet your Alphas.” My knees almostgave out, my heart pounding so fast I thought I’d faint. Three Alphas? What kind of curse had I walked into?

“Ilayda,” Dre’s voice broke me from my thoughts. I look up at him and tilt my head. “I will find him or some other money hungry hunter who can make this work.” I nod and tilt my eyes back down to my book. Continuing the facade that I was resigned to my fate. The door opens and Piper walks in, her red hair bouncing as she saunters in. “Alpha,” she purrs, bearing her neck in submission to him before walking around the desk and placing herself in his lap. I found out quickly that she was his rejected mate that he kept around for the pleasure of it. She didn’t seem to mind the arrangement as she got to live a life of pleasure and wanted for nothing as long as she kept his bed warm. She came arou

The Alpha Track Lucas's POV Aldren designed the Alpha residency track by correspondence over two weeks, sending drafts through the council communication system with the specific systematic thoroughness of someone who had spent twelve years running a pack and understood what needed to be thought through before implementation rather than discovered during it. His core insight — the one that shaped everything else in the design — was this: an Alpha who comes to the packhouse to learn is an Alpha who has already done the hardest thing. They have acknowledged, to themselves and in practice, that there is something to learn. The residency's design should honour that acknowledgement by making the l

Stood at the shelf and put my hands flat on the wood and breathed. Alpha Zara Mensah. Tall and lean and beautiful in that quiet way and she had said his name like something familiar and smiled at him like something that had history in it and called their relationship complicated and was going to be sleeping two floors above us for the next few days. I was not insecure. I was not the girl who came here with one bag anymore. I was Luna of this territory. The bond was locked. The ring was on my finger. But she had known him since before he was Alpha.

Her lips stretched in an evil smile as she slid one of the straps of her dress down her shoulder. “Witch of Artemia, Greetings…” She spun around when she heard Alpha Alaric’s husky voice. Her face contorted in irritation when she saw two werewolves flanking him, but she quickly regained her composure. “What a delight to see you in better times, Alpha.”She said, giving him a sultry smile. “All thanks to you. We could have never won the war if it wasn’t for your help. I hope you can accept the gifts I have brought as a token of appreciation.”

Ana said and although Amelia did not believe Isabel who she felt was simply exaggerating, she couldn't help but believe Ana. After all, she has known Ana for almost all her life and her best friend's mother wasn't exactly the type to make up false stories and lie unreasonably. "Mom, is it true that he's cursed? I heard from an elderly woman that the Alpha appears to be cursed cause he was given birth to on the day of the blood moon festival and apparently children are rarely born on such a day and it is said that, any child who is given birth to during the festival is born with a strange curse and that if he isn't killed immediately, he'll become a living nightmare to the people around him,"