The Alpha’s Hidden Heiress Novels & Stories

That the alpha position should only be given to males. I dragged my feet back to my room and stood in front of the window. The downpour was making the glass blurry, not allowing me to see what was outside. It was getting colder and I didn’t mind turning the heater on. I felt so numb all over my body. Even now I still can’t believe that my parents are gone. That the pack I used to take shelter on was snatched from my hands. Worse, I was sold by human traffickers and bought by a vicious alpha who wants to make use of me. What a life you have, Maddy.

No pain. I wasn’t Emily anymore. A mirror reflected a stranger’s face. Sharp cheekbones. Amber eyes. Alpha aura. “You said I’m… who?” “You are Alpha Stephen Redcliff,” the elderly butler said, bowing deeply. “The longlost Alpha heiress of the Redcliff Pack. Missing for sixteen years, now finally returned.” An Alpha. I had been reborn. No longer the poor Omega girl they used and discarded. No longer the weak one begging for affection.

"The Alpha asked me to help you get settled in. If you need anything—anything at all, just let me know. My quarters are number 412, and my phone is always on." "Thank you, Maya. I appreciate it." After she left, I decided to explore the quarters more thoroughly. The Alpha suite was even larger than I'd initially realized, with hidden features like a private staircase to the roof garden and a concealed safe behind one of the bookshelves. One wall was devoted to books. I pulled out a leather-bound volume titled "The Founding of High Crest" and brought it to the window seat. The view of the moonlit territory was too beautiful to ignore.

My hands itched to grab her, shake the truth free, but I held back, teeth clenched against the fury coiling inside me. My chest heaved. My mind raced. The palace was full of secrets. Hidden agendas. Lies. And I… Merrin, Alpha of the Wolves-Heaven pack, is going to find out every single one. Whatever Queen Helena, Lady Saraphina, or that clever little girl were hiding… they would regret it. Because I was Alpha. And nothing stayed hidden from me for long. I will find out the truth… TONIGHT. And whoever tried to hide it… WOULD PAY DEARLY.

For a minute Alpha thought she was breathtakingly beautiful but he shook it off. “You! What do you want from me?” She pointed her finger at his face. He shut the door behind him gently and leaned against it. “You are hiding something.” He said. Annie blinked “What? You kidnapped me! Now let me out of here.” “Don't play dumb with me” His voice became deeper and colder. “You came out of nowhere with a miraculous womb that can suddenly carry my heir. Tell me, what are you? “Who the hell do you think you are? Annie snapped. I'm tired of listening to you talk crazy about an heir. Let me go now.”

Then Luna turned back to the pack members who had gathered outside. “I want everyone to hear this,” she said, her voice rising smoothly, powerfully. “This young woman is not just a newcomer. She is my niece. The daughter of Alpha Fred and Luna Celine, who died in the Blood War. Maya Hawke is of Alpha blood. She is heir to her family’s legacy. And she will take her place as Alpha.” The silence that followed was sharp. Like air was being sucked from the forest. I didn’t breathe. Louis stiffened beside me, his hand slipping from mine.

“We all know the Alpha is heirless. He’s tried with so many women, but nothing. Recently, he invited a witch. She prepared a spell for him, a potion. The woman who drinks it and sleeps with him will get pregnant. It’s a one-time use only.” My mind raced as I processed his words. “What woman?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “The Alpha’s sister is supposed to prepare a virgin for him. The potion is the key. It’s how the Alpha will recognize her.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The man who had destroyed my pack, murdered my parents, and sold me into slavery was going to get a chance at an heir. I had to stop it. I wouldn’t let it happen. I took action immediately. Stealing th

"Your grandfather? You read a magazine article, Anastasia. Don't play the savior for a reclusive Alpha who doesn't even know you exist." The irony was a bitter pill, but I swallowed it without a flinch. He doesn't know, I reminded myself. He thinks I’m a nameless orphan shoved into this political arrangement by the Council to satisfy a treaty. If Draven knew I was the sole heiress to the Nightveil throne the granddaughter Alpha Kutcher Holloway had hidden away to protect from the very vultures currently drinking champagne inside this marriage wouldn't just be strained. It would be a declaration of war.

I muttered. None of this made any sense. How the hell did Louisa become an Alpha? A wolfless spy! “She’s Alpha George’s last living heir,” he rasped. “The Alpha powers passed to her automatically.” Jace’s curiosity shifted into cautious stillness. “I don’t get it,” he said quietly.

“I wanted to know who you really were.” She hesitated. “…Does that mean you’ll keep my secret?” A familiar spark returned to his eyes. “Maybe.” She stared. “Maybe not.” She groaned loudly. “You’re unbelievable.” “Maybe.” He smiled. “Maybe not.” She folded her arms. “Do you always enjoy being this infuriating?” He shrugged. “I’m an Alpha.” “Were you expecting poetry?” She snorted. “I was expecting basic decency.” “That was your first mistake.” She threw both hands into the air.