The Alpha's Hidden Heirs Novels & Stories

The door swung shut behind me — it had never latched properly, I’d never bothered to fix it — and I took the path back through the pines at a pace that was, if not quite composed, close enough to it that no one watching would have known the difference. Because here was what I knew that she didn’t: I had recognized Jareth the moment he walked through those doors. Fifteen years changed a face but not the way a man carried himself, not the quality of stillness that the shadow guard trained into its members from the first year of service. Not the aura of power and confidence. I had known who he was before he opened his mouth. I had known what his presence here meant. The boy was alive. The heir

We were heading straight back toward the heavy iron door I had fought so hard to escape—the building where the monsters were made, where my blood was taken, where death waited. "You want to know how I ended up being the Alpha even though my father is a human?" Alpha Hale spoke suddenly, his voice calm and low, like he was talking about something ordinary. He glanced sideways at me, his silver eyes sharp and mocking, watching me struggle uselessly against his grip. I glared back at him, chest heaving, breath coming fast and ragged. "I don't care! Let me go!” But Alpha Hale continue as id he heard nothing, “Not a single soul had a clue. My mother… she was brilliant at hiding the truth."

Her fingers touched her neck, over the letters and then snarled, “For your information, he’d put this bloody thing on me—against my wishes, if you’d know. I am not his bloody whore.” “But you are the mother of his child.” The force of my words backed her into a corner. “Keep my son out of it,” she muttered. “Some would argue that keeping an alpha’s heir hidden is an act of treason,” I countered. Her sardonic laugh filled the air. “An alpha’s heir? Right!” Elea abandoned her seat on the floor and rose on her feet. “Liam has only one parent and that is me.”

“Yes, Alpha.” As he rushed out, I took a breath and reached for the blade at my hip, the one handed down to me by my father. I hadn’t drawn it in years, not since I took on more responsibility. But today, the Alpha in me had awakened fully. Whoever did this to my son would not go unpunished. He might not be my heir , but whoever did this won’t go unpunished. —————— The air was heavy with damp moss and silence. It was nearly sunset when we arrived at the forest cabin hidden deep in the eastern valley, an abandoned structure that had been erased from most maps. How they managed to conceal Kael here for days under our very noses baffled me.

I couldn't let the matter slide without consequences, either. It turned out that the Alpha heir had a marriage agreement with an Alpha female from another pack, a powerful pack. Their packs were supposed to be merged into one after their marriage, but there was a condition. The Alpha heir had to remain pure, the Alpha heiress was supposed to be his first, and she his. Well, it turned out that he had a thing for sleeping around, and to safeguard his future, he had hidden it too well. Sadly, I got my hands on his records and I passed the evidence to the Alpha heiress.

“Alpha Darnell?” “Your parents must have sold their lands to him..” “Yes..” “To stop any uprising, to kill the pack bond with the alpha bloods….he kills the alpha. He only picks the lands where there isn’t an alpha born line of succession.” Why didn’t I know this, why was Alma only telling us this now. “Well I’m an alpha born, I’m the heir.” “That wouldn’t have been made apparent to him. I’m afraid your parents signed their own death

Wow, maybe it wasn't such a good idea sending them to the camp, I thought it would be a while before I would have to explain all this. “Well what they mean by that my love, is that their parents have packs and so do their grandparent's.” I tell them. “So what about your parents and grandparents, were they rogues too?” Xavier asks me. “No, my parents were not rogues. My father, your grandfather is Alpha Thomas Nichols, he's the Alpha of Moon Shadow Pack. When he got married to my mother, she became Luna of Moon Shadow Pack but their marriage didn't last and she left with me and that's how we became rogues.” I explain to them.

Everett had given him choices in the middle of a night built to take them away. Finn is doing the opposite of Owen. The realization burns. He sets the cup down slowly. “I am trying to keep you alive.” Owen’s expression breaks a little. “From what?” Finn almost tells him. The truth rises so fast he feels it in his throat. A gold door. A forced heat drug. Men talking about a buyer. A Lawson account. A powerful Alpha who found him, touched him carefully, and belonged to the same world as the people who almost bought him. Finn almost says all of it because the weight of silence is crushing him from the inside.