The Alpha’s Pen Pal Novels & Stories

Isha says. " The mayhem she was when she was the Alpha's fiancee would go down in the history books 'house Malvore escaped destruction and poverty as Alpha Lucien found his mate and broke off the engagement with lady Vera the bitch' ... I would be so proud to read those lines" Wyatt says painting a picture for us. " So we all agree that Vera is evil" Sloane says. I'm sure she's still salty from being called a charity case from our first encounter with Vera.

More than the fact that the Alphas used the outdated form of communication, I was more surprised that they thought their threats would scare me. It only served in making me angrier, and I grabbed out my pen and some sheets of paper as I started to write. On each A4 paper, I quickly scribbled six words: "Don't tell me what to do." As I did so, I repeatedly said the words in my head. After some minutes, I got to the last message but unlike the others, this was from one of my Alpha friends and he was requesting a hang out.

“Golden boy of the school. Soccer star. Obnoxiously charismatic.” Harper rolled her eyes. “And the heir to one of the strongest Alpha bloodlines on this coast.” Elena’s attention sharpened. “Alpha family?” They exchanged a look like they’d accidentally revealed something they shouldn’t have. Lila recovered first. “You… uh… know what that means?” “I’m from Crescent Ridge,” Elena said. “I know everything pack-related. I just didn’t realize there were wolves here.” “This city is mostly human,” Harper explained. “But it’s neutral territory. Packs send their kids here all the time. Some wolves settle here to avoid politics.”

I stood still almost as if, if I didn't breathe, she would go away. No she didn't, instead, she collected a drink from one of her minion and emptied it on my dress. I shut my eyes and bit my lips in frustration. I almost screamed, but I kept my control, forcing my self not to cry in these situation, She wanted that but I wasn’t going to give her that satisfaction. At the same time, a deep sound cut through the hall "mate." the Alpha finally said the word the elders have been itching for him to. Everything stopped.

Alex trailed his fingers across the Omega’s stomach as he moved away from their embrace. Ash chuck, but let him pass on his way back up the stairs. “Make it quick we are getting late,” Ash snapped at the Alpha’s back. Pausing, Alex shot him a glance. With a raised brow and a chuckle, he shook his head and kept walking. ' Everything will be fine, they just need some time' Alex said to himself. On the other hand Ash recieve a call. "Papa I miss you" "Miss you to my baby" *******************

He wondered what messages Kael had sent to him again but he hoped that this time around this letter would hold better news than that of the last one he had received. Alpha Bartholomew Alpha of the Neighboring Pack. Dear Alpha Kael, I hope this letter finds you in good health and high spirits. I write to you today with a heavy heart, burdened by a grievous matter that has transpired within our respective packs. It is with regret and sadness that I inform you of the recent events involving our beloved children, Nadine and yourself.

Any betrayal will be met with severe consequences. Satisfied with what we’ve created, I exhale deeply, rubbing my temples before opening my email. *** The email I type to the Alphas: To: Alpha Lillian Grant, Alpha Elias Thorn, Alpha Dorian Vex, Alpha Victor Hale CC: Marcel (Witness) From: Alpha Jensen Collins Subject: Finalization of the Alliance Agreement Alphas, I once again want to extend my gratitude towards all of you for attending the alliance meeting and standing in unity with us against Crimsonclaw. With your support, we are taking the first major step towards ensuring the survival of both of our kinds.

I place my palm flat on the solid oak table between us. My fingers are long, my skin pale and smooth under the strobe lights. They look like hands suited for playing piano in a pristine parlor or holding delicate porcelain teacups. They do not look like they belong to someone about to participate in a savage, back alley Pack blood game. I close my eyes for a single second. The memory of the old Alpha hits me, his voice echoing in the dark corners of my mind. Penelope, remember. An Alpha's strongest weapon is not her claws. It is her will. A still heart controls a steady hand.

Go on in. "Thank you. See you later Penny." Aurora said, smiling knowingly at her friend. Penny waved back to her before turning her attention to Tyler. "Is everything okay with the Alpha?" She asked. "Hmhm." Tyler hummed. He leaned down and kissed her lips lightly. "The Alpha is okay. But I think I'm not." Penelope grinned and looped her arms around his neck. "Really?" She smirked. "Do tell me, what's wrong?"

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."