The Alpha's Hidden Heirs Novels & Stories

“I know you got my letters. I know you didn’t read them.” I didn’t read them. I burned them. I watched the paper curl in my kitchen sink and felt absolutely nothing. I have been feeling nothing about Richard Hale since I was twelve years old, kneeling beside my mother’s bed, watching her die while he stood in the doorway and calculated how quickly he could bury his wife and get back to his pack. Richard Hale is the Alpha of Iron Ridge, Silver Moon’s blood enemy for three generations. And his only daughter grew up and got herself bonded to the enemy’s son.

The Alpha they’d followed for decades. The hall went dead silent. Even the breathing seemed to stop. “My daughter has spoken truth,” he said. Voice rough from the echoes, but carrying every inch of the room. “I formally acknowledge Isabella Evergreen as Blackridge’s acting Alpha during my recovery.” He paused. Swallowed once. “And when the time comes, when I choose to step down, she is my permanent heir.” Pride thickened every word. It cracked through the rasp in his throat. His green eyes, same as mine, shone bright despite the shadows under them.

I looked back up into her eyes and it hit me. I was too distracted by my adoration of her, too lost in her absolute beauty, too busy trying to breathe in her presence that I missed what she was afraid of showing me. She’s an Heir. Facts started to assault my thoughts, coming in rapid-fire as I pieced everything together about what Sebastian told me and who Alice really is. ‘Alice doesn’t have an Alpha.’ Of course she doesn’t, because she IS an Alpha. He’s an Alpha. Her brother is an Alpha. Was.

he says, voice low, “were a rare alloy, they were designed to suppress rather than kill. When her wolf awakens, memories will follow—fragmented, painful. But Alpha, if she’s Shadow Ridge’s heir, trouble’s coming. Rogues, mercenaries, maybe worse—they’ll hunt her for that bloodline.” I rake a hand through my hair, Atlas whining, urging me toward Leila. If she’s the heir, the rogues’ attack wasn’t random. I need to protect Leila, now more than ever.

“Now tell me, if your wolf showed you this… past. What happened in it?” “The Mad Alpha. He was their friend once. And he murdered them both because they wouldn’t tell him where some secret was.” I gripped his arm, my voice shaking. “Liam, the secret – whatever it is – it’s still out there. The council was right. I mean I know they were, but this makes it all the more realistic. My parents hid it. And he’s been hunting for it ever since.” The Alpha King’s jaw tightened. “Did you at least get a hint of what it is? Where is it? If the Mad Alpha is still looking for it, then we have to find it before he does.”

"You will mind-link your people and tell them you found your real heir, and now your heart will stop because of the surprise you feel. When someone comes to rescue you here, you will tell them that I will take the throne." The old Alpha's eyes grow wide. His lips start to quiver as he mind-links everyone. Soon enough, people are rushing down the dungeon. He sinks to his knees as Tristan lets him go. As quick as lightning, Tristan changes into a vulnerable expression again, sobbing as he hugs his knees. Meanwhile, two men in uniforms are rushing to the old Alpha's side, asking what happened. But the old Alpha just points at Tristan and says, “I found my heir. He will become Alpha." And with t

A woman in a stunning red dress stood beside him, her hand clasped in his, her face glowing with triumph. Selene Ravenshade. "I present to you my chosen Luna!" Rowan's voice rang out across the packed hall. He pulled Selene closer, his eyes warm as he gazed at her. "Selene Raveshade, daughter of the Raveshade bloodline, a true female alpha heiress. Our union will bring unprecedented strength to this pack!" The Alpha heiress? That was impossible! I was the only Female Alpha heiress! But just as I was about to shout it over, the crowd erupted in deafening cheers.

Two. The first line appeared, dark and bold. The control line. Then, with a slow, devastating clarity, the second line bled into existence. Kael felt the world tilt. The bathroom, the merger, the high-stakes contract—it all felt like it was dissolving into a blurred smear of gray. He wasn't just an analyst anymore. He wasn't the invisible Beta who had climbed the corporate ladder through sheer grit and deception. He was a pregnant Omega, carrying the child of the most powerful Alpha in the city—the man who currently held his career in the palm of his hand.

"You’re still here." With a faint smile on his lips, he opened his eyes. "I'm not an Alpha anymore." His voice was scratchy as he replied, "but I’m still me." With her heart bursting with gratitude and love, Lena planted a kiss on his forehead. "That’s all that matters." Alric watched the scene silently, his expression unreadable. Finally, he spoke. "It’s done. The shadows are gone, and the curse is broken." ---

I watched his retreating back until he disappeared from sight, leaving only the echo of his orders behind. “What was that about?” Betsy whispered, stepping up beside me. “I don’t know,” I lied, my voice flat. It wasn’t because I didn’t trust her. But how could I tell anyone about Sabrina’s wicked schemes? Not yet. Not when the risk was so great. I would never tell Betsy or anyone else that I was being made to sleep with the alpha in order to bear his heir. “I hope you’re not being punished for something,” Betsy murmured as we moved toward the door. She pushed it open and stepped inside, and I followed close behind.