The Alpha’s Forgotten Daughter Novels & Stories

I said with panic. "Did anything happen?" My father asked with worry. My father must have noticed my uneasiness before he asked that question and my reply is yes because someone is about to take what is mine. I heard that no one is allowed to go too close to Tyler's son and now, him letting Harriet close must be clue enough. "Someone saw Harriet with Tyler's son," I said to my father. "Tyler? Who is Tyler?" He asked me. "The Alpha of the red moon pack," I replied.

“My granddaughter, an Alpha. I’m very proud, Moon. Is it short for, Moonflower? Like your mom used to call you?” I nodded, “yes.” I was scared to speak. I didn’t know what to do now that he was here. Should I just tell him everything and let him decide what he wanted to do with me? “Alpha Malcom told you about our alliance, I hear. I’d like you to tell me what happened to my youngest daughter. I know you loved her and I never believed it when they said you killed her.” I looked down and told him about Beta Norman and Helena using my body, getting inside my mind and making me do things, making me forget.

His eyes went from the girl to me, lingering a little longer than I was comfortable with. “Well, it seems that your daughter doesn‘t have any respect for my privacy. Did she not know whose pack this is?” Grey said, grimacing, Alpha‘s Daughter? The man looked toward the girl with a hint of anger. “My apologies, Alpha Grey.. My daughter seems to have forgotten how she was raised, and I can assure you that I will handle her,” he said with an apologetic tone.

I ordered knowing I couldn’t handle seeing any of my children, I knew I would break down for sure. “Alpha…” Jack wanted to say something but one look from me was enough to make him understand what I meant. “Take the boy away,” he ordered, I know my son never forgave me for that day. Still wondering what happened to the Alpha’s daughter, I was soon met with my answer. “Alpha something alarming has happened,” the woman assigned to watch the girl reported breathlessly. “What is it?” I asked wondering what had made her so breathless, she was normally a calm person.

Mrs Blake asked with tears. “How will I forget that? I didn’t forget I don’t just believe she’s our daughter” Alpha Blake replied. He has the feeling that she’s his daughter from the first time he saw her, but he doesn’t wanna believe it, he is thinking of it’s a trap from Alpha Ryder. He doesn’t wanna fall on his trap, all he is after is how to bring Alpha Ryder down and nothing more, he wanna be the most powerful. “You’re the one that gave her the mark remember, you have been longing to have a female child, you were happy when I gave birth to her, you gave her the mark out of happiness” Mrs Blake said with tears.

But no longer shaking. “I still hear his voice,” she admitted. “My father’s. In the dark. Sometimes I dream about the way he looked at me when I was cast out. Like I was already dead.” “I know that look,” Ryker said. “I’ve seen it in other alphas. When something stops being useful to them.” She nodded. “That’s the word. Useful. I was never a daughter. I was a bargaining chip. A body meant to carry obedience.” Ryker shifted beside her, not touching, but close. Steady.

The weights weren't a handicap but a training tool she regularly employed to build strength and control. King Alexander watched with quiet pride mingled with concern. He recognised the cold calculation in his daughter's eyes, the same look Kailynn had worn when demonstrating why she was the most formidable female Alpha in the kingdom's history. The memory brought both comfort and pain. "She fights like her mother," he murmured to Phoebe, whose own expression had grown increasingly troubled. "Yes," Phoebe agreed softly. "But with your strategic mind." The combination was as impressive as it was intimidating.

he breathed, moving closer to the gate, his movements jerky and uncoordinated like a puppet with tangled strings, "No, that's not possible, you died, I held you while you.died, I buried you myself." The sentry backed away, giving his Alpha space. "I've never met you," I said, but doubt crept in. Why did his voice sound familiar? He gripped the bars next to mine, so close I could feel his heat. "Your eyes," he said softly, "the same shade of gray." "Lots of people have gray eyes." "Not like hers." His voice broke, and I saw devastating pain flash across his face. I swallowed hard. "I found this address in my things," I said quietly, "I don't remember anything from before a month ago."

“MATE. OURS. NEED MATE!* He continually yelled, clawing at me relentlessly, each time her thoughts floated in my head. Suddenly, I felt another tap and immediately knew that whatever was about to be said had something to do with me. “And while we are trying to find him, our Alpha is sheltering his daughter instead of torturing her so she would speak of the whereabouts of her father.” I snarled at her words but despite my annoyance, there was no denying that she was only telling the truth. I should be harsh. She was, after all, the daughter of the enemy. But the memory of her tears and the intimacy we shared continually haunted me. “My plans are mine to carry out,” I snapped at her, straighte

Rhoda sniffed, wiping off her tears. She walked out of the Alpha’s chambers, still sobbing. Her daughter was the only reason why she still had interest in living. Losing her was tearing her up slowly. Later that day, Alpha Kyle was having a meeting with the pack elders. They were seated at the conference hall. “My Alpha. It’s almost 6 months since we last got our freedom from the wicked Alpha Dane. I think it’s time Alpha Dane’s daughter gets introduced.” The first elder cleared his throat, and said.