The Alpha's Gamble Novels & Stories

"I can't explain it for now, baby, but what I can assure you is that I am fine, and we are not leaving our home." Lance just stared at him for a while before he gently laid the side of his head to his chest, his hand holding on tightly to his shirt. "The aunties and the grandmas keep seeing that big bad alpha almost everywhere. They also said that he keeps watching you from outside the shop." Once again, Raffy flinched. His eyes widened again too. "What? They said that? When?" "Yesterday. They told me to tell you because every time they try to talk to you about that bad alpha, you always immediately change the topic."

I can feel my heart pumping; there's fear in my veins. I don't want to die, but I will--happily-- if it means Rachel gets to live. "Where is she?" The Alpha asks again. "Where is the girl?" Again, I do not answer. He strikes me. Hard. "There is no girl. I was traveling alone." I insist. "Liar," he snarls. "You will tell me," he insists. Front to back, he circles around me. "Tell me." "I do not know," I tell the Alpha.

"She deceived me, pretending to be my friend. She lured me into the woods, where werewolves lay in wait. They took me hostage, their sinister intentions lurking in the shadows." Alpha Leori's normally composed countenance contorted with disbelief and rage. His hand instinctively reached for his communicator, a vessel that connected him to the pack. He dialed Alana's number with a swift motion, the anticipation of her response amplifying the tension that hung heavy in the air. "Alana, explain yourself," Alpha Leori demanded, his voice thick with righteous fury. "What have you done? Erica's life was jeopardized because of your deceit and betrayal!"

He heard his beta ask as the latter had shuffled forward as he saw his Alpha sink his buttocks on the floor wearingly. "Yes." Alpha Peter replied, his voice now hoarse and coarse. "Search the environs of this hut for something unusual." He ordered, all the while not lifting up his face to look at the other man; rather he was squeezing the paper with his folded up fist, his veins popping out of his face, as he cussed and cursed within his mind, raving something worse than death on the creature or the being that had dared to threaten his lovely daughter. Beta Castillo nodded his head stiffly before walking out of the room, his mind, of course, filled with questions on what his Alpha had seen i

“…you’re simply the weakest alpha in the wild west. I mean—” “Hold your tongue!” I shouted. He shouldn't be speaking to my father like he was a common thief. I balled my fists and eyed the blue-eyed werewolf in front of me. I took a lungful of air, restraining myself from punching him right between the eyes. My father, the Alpha of the Talons, sat on his throne, saying nothing. He merely stared at me in anger, as did the other three members of his court.

I respond, letting my words ooze with sarcasm. "Oh, come on, don't be a spoilt sport," he insists, getting uncomfortably close, and at this point, I start to panic internally. I don't want my first time to suck. "Hey, didn't you hear the lady? She said she would pass, you dumb fuck," I begin to say when I notice a small person standing up for me with an unexpected boldness. “It is none of your business, you bitch,” he retorts, looking at her coolly.

Their eyes snapped in the direction of the men that now stood there, one wolf, and two Alpha see to shift back if needed. Her head was down and she looked weak when she was suddenly released, her limp body falling to the floor, crumbling beneath the men that stood around her, their eyes glazed over as they defended their positions to keep her mates from her. Leif wasted no time at all to lunge at one of the men, ripping through his body with his claws like the man was made of butter when both Alphas did the same, half shifting as they sliced through the men with ease. Throughout the town, mates, parents, brothers or sisters, were all dealing with the pain of tethers snapping as their loved o

I am all alone with a father who doesn’t want me and barely has cared for me over the years. A big black truck pulls fast into the driveway. I hear screaming coming from outside. I see two of the Alpha’s henchmen from the moon river pack getting out of the big black truck. My father throws down his beer and rushes out of the house to meet the Alpha’s henchmen. He must owe the Alpha and the casino a lot of money if the henchmen are here. What the hell have you done, dad? They will kill you if you do not stop gambling.

As Alpha Kael returned home, his grandmother awaited him with urgency. She had intended to discuss the unfair contract he had signed, but before she could, the news exploded with a scandalous headline: Alpha Kael had forcefully assulted a young wolf, killing her and disposing of her body. The accusations were false, but the rival's manipulative words fueled the outrage.

"No, if I am an Alpha, my father must be an Alpha too. Even if he is a gambler, he will have money and status, and he will not be reduced to the point of selling his daughter!" I thought her words were weird. "What your father did was wrong. It has nothing to do with his identity." "You don't understand!" She suddenly stood up, her face flushed, "The world is very unfair, alpha is fine even if he kills, people will say he is excusable. But beta killing is a capital offense, even if he is just for self-defense." "So, Alpha is allowed to be a gambler?" "Yes, because he is powerful and powerful, no one will dare to bully his daughter."