Novel & Cerita The Alpha's Hidden Heirs

"A-alpha, I—I did not see anyone leave, sir. We have been here since dawn— I stepped closer. “No one leaves this house without being seen.” “We swear, Alpha General. No one left your chambers. I walked past them with anger and kept going down the corridor.People moved out of my way as soon as they saw me.I stopped one servant by the arm. “Did anyone see an omega leave my chambers.” “No, Alpha, She shook her head frantically, pressing herself against the wall. "No, Alpha General. No one has come out." “Lies,” I screamed angrily. “Someone has to see something. Omegas do not vanish from locked chambers.

“Your eyes… Silas, your eyes…” The brilliant, luminescent royal glow that had defined my gaze as the reigning sovereign was completely gone. The majestic light of the crown had been permanently extinguished, leaving behind a deep, dark, ordinary silver. The magic had rendered me entirely packless and stripped of my kingdom. But deep within my chest, my heart still pounded with the heavy, rhythmic thud of a high-tier hereditary Alpha. The royal authority was gone, but the Alpha gene—the dominant, lethal blueprint written into my very DNA—remained entirely untouched.

“That’s not self-congratulation. It’s fact. I don’t lead like he did. I don’t want what he wanted. And after what he built almost cost me my life, and almost took my daughter’s… I will not pretend this chair is worth that price.” The word "daughter" rippled through the crowd like a thrown stone. Gasps. Growls. Sharp inhales. He didn’t look up at the balcony. He didn’t need to; every eye followed his line. “Yes,” he said. “I have a child. An unregistered heir. Concealed, because your former Alpha and his allies taught us that Alpha-born pups are bargaining chips. That they can be moved on a board. I let that stand once. I won’t again.”

At least ten of the Alphas on the list are dead now, dust in the wind, killed during the battle in the grand hall and burned on the pyre a week ago. But there are others, good men, that I do trust and know are deserving of a pack. It happens from time to time that more than one heir is born to an Alpha, and the spares are cast aside by their fathers, either left to lead a squad of warriors or to roam the world as a lone wolf. Most choose to be lone wolves under the protection of their fathers. I can’t say I blame them. I’ve narrowed the list down to several potentials, but just as I reach for my phone to call the first Alpha when there’s a knock on the small office’s door.

The metallic taste of blood coated her tongue, a sharp update of how faraway she'd fallen in a single night. “This is your final chance, Hart.” Caleb's voice was moo, steady—practiced. “Confess, and perhaps the Alpha will reconsider.” She let out a sharp chuckle, in spite of the fact that there was no genuine humor in it. “Confess? To what, Caleb? To adoring the off-base man?” His fingers fixed somewhat around her arm, his jaw clenching as in case holding back a reaction. “To selling out the pack.” Lila turned her head toward him, looking his confront, seeking out for any sign of the warrior she had once trusted—the man who had prepared next to her, battled nearby her, snickered with her. Bu

he explained. Interesting. I had never heard of that before. Leander always had a way of surprising me and teaching me something new each time we spoke. He senses my intrigue and it makes him smile. "Yes, it's not something we share with others often. Every Alpha line has its own "quirks," if you will. If you ask me it's the Moon Goddesses way of ensuring that we stay on the right path. That we fulfill our destiny so to speak. You know the Alpha blood lines are important." He pauses before shifting and looking at me dead in the eye. "Well some of them anyways." I know he is talking about Kragen specifically but I don't comment on it.

“Your years prevent another. The time has come to discuss succession.” “And who would you see wear my mantle?” my father asked. His voice was still firm, though his knuckles whitened against the chair arm. Elder Jorah leaned in, thin lips curling. “There are Alphas ready to claim the chance. Young. Strong. Ambitious. Darius Blackthorn of Silverfang—his lineage is unbroken, his victories already spoken of. He would be a fitting heir.” The name burned in my ears. “Darius Blackthorn?” I burst out before I could stop myself. My voice rang louder than intended, slicing into the silence.

The red headed man whom he called Alpha remained sitted on his chair with his forehead creased and his thumb on his chin, covering his lips. “What’s new?” he asked. Tristan lowered his head and drooped. “Denise Soleil Shadowstone… is carrying Nightshade’s heir,” he voiced out, making every word he utters clear. But instead of a positive emotion coming out of the Alpha upon knowing the news, his brows furrowed even more. He leaned over the table with his eyes starting to rage in flames. “You said ‘council’. Why are they involved?” his voice was cold and austere, causing everyone in the room shut silent.

Sighing, I remembered the little details that I ignored, ignorantly. I should have known sooner. For Anya to visit him, I should have known he was with his memories. I should have been able to tell the next instant, what was to be done. Lorenzo shouldn't find a loophole, Alisha mustn't either. My fate and whole life depends on whether or not I would be Alpha. It was supposedly going to be my position, at least not until my own father decided to betray me. Taking what was supposed to be mine to my brother, even the woman I cherished. Nothing moved in my way the moments the elders council began to be in favor of Lorenzo, my younger brother.

"Mia doesn't have brothers. Her aunt is the only family that she's had." "I'm not sure that’s the case," said Quincy, "Mia's family ended up being killed. I've been looking into that situation. I think it might have been part of a werewolf attack…and I believe it’s because Mia is the alpha. You know werewolves like tradition, and that doesn't usually involve women being Alphas." I stared at him. "If Mia's the Alpha…Harper is next in line." Quincy locked eyes with me. Brooklyn had kept him in the know on everything that had happened with me and Mia, including that Harper was my daughter. Alpha heirs tended to be targets because if you could take out an heir, you could gain control of a wolfpa