The Alpha’s Forgotten Daughter Novels & Stories

"Welcome to Silverpeak." "Alpha Thorne." Kane inclined his head with careful respect. "Thank you for permitting this visit. I understand the difficulty it represents, given everything that's passed between our families." "Difficulty," Magnus repeated, something sharp entering his tone despite his outward composure. "That's a gentle word for it, Alpha Ashgrove. My daughter arrived on this pack's doorstep five years ago, bleeding and half dead, exiled from her own home for a crime that was never hers. I have spent every day since watching her rebuild a life you very nearly destroyed. Difficulty seems an insufficient word for what you're asking me to set aside today."

"And who are you to speak to me like that?" I lifted my chin. "I am Anastasia. Hector's Luna." Alpha Aldric’s eyes widened. "Ah. The famous Anastasia. The girl who killed a child and then brought her back to life. You are even more interesting than I remember." Alpha Aldric took a step toward me. His wolf pressed against the air. Heavy. Threatening. "You are the reason my daughter is locked up. You are the reason she has been humiliated. You think you can take what belongs to her and walk away unscathed?"

​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.

I was too tired for her games. "It’s a funeral, Christie," she said, her voice dripping with mock sadness. "I’m mourning the death of your delusions. I saw the news online. Everyone has. The Alpha has a son, and he has a mother for that son. You’re just the city girl he forgot to call."

I was the youngest daughter of the Silver Moon Alpha, and the least promising of his children. My dad was the Alpha of Silver Moon Valley. My sister led patrols across the snowy mountains, and when a wildfire broke out, my brother pulled hundreds of people from the neighboring pack out of the flames. And me? At 22, my wolf spirit still hadn't awakened. I couldn't even shift into human form. The older I got, the more I looked like a round, fluffy white dog. My dad never looked down on me for it, though. He gave me the safest river valley to call my own. My sister always teased me that I'd fall flat on my back just chasing a rabbit, but then she'd quietly chase off any vicious dogs that came

“And you do have a future with Thane. In a couple years, I am going to step down. He is going to be the alpha. You are going to be the Luna. What else do you want?” I licked my lips. “Not like this. I want to stop being your mistress.” He raised his hand to brush his fingers against my cheeks and I shivered. “I need you to remember our agreement.” He touched my cheeks, stepped away and picked up his drink. “I helped you marry my son. I helped you protect your position in this pack. In return, you belong to me whenever I ask for you, even if I want this bargain to run for the next twenty years. You do not ask me questions or pull a silly stunt like this ever again, Seraphina.”

My daughter hated me. On the day of the pack's full moon celebration, I put on the new dress my mate had given me and asked her, "Sweetheart, do I look pretty today?" She leaned against my mate and shook her head in disgust. "Daddy, look. Mommy's waist is so big. She doesn't look pretty at all." When I limited her snacking, she turned around and told my mate I was starving her on purpose. When I made her train on schedule, she cried and said I was trying to wear her out so she wouldn't surpass me when she grew up. My mate, the Alpha, was always busy. At first, he would hold her and soothe her. "All right, Daddy knows." Eventually, all he gave her was an impatient frown. Until the day she acc

"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

I had to find them and kill them personally before they attack my family again. “How many kids and who all were there in Alpha family?” “Three kids, including me. And Alpha and Luna had a daughter.” “So, the next heir is a girl?”, I asked to which he shook his head. “No.”, He quickly shook his head. “Alpha lost his daughter when she was two in an accident.” “So, she’s dead?”, I asked and found him hesitating for a while. “Ye…Yes!” “By the way, what was the name of your pack?”

the guard replied in a robotic tone, driving me even crazier. What he meant was he couldn't open it. Our lives depended on that room and the person inside, as well as his own job and this entire club. Alpha wouldn't let this place see the morning again if anything happened to his precious daughter, who was now part of this mess even without her memories. I had my doubts about her memory loss. She might not remember her past, but she couldn't forget her instincts and nature as an Alpha's daughter. She never took precautions, always causing anxiety for all of us, and my involvement in everything was undeniable.