The Alpha's Rejected Heir Novels & Stories

“We’re going to ask them for an antidote or where to find it, at least.” For context. Seers are like witches but they didn’t cast spells or stuff like that. They can see unseen things and mostly know how to find the cure to anything. And they can see invisible lines. Like they could see two kids and tell they are going to be mates, even though you need to be eighteen to tell. They mostly keep to themselves. Because some selfish alphas used them and killed them. I didn’t blame them. “And why are we doing this?” If this thing was from the last annual alphas meeting. Then I’m sure the main world council of elders are aware of it and they should be the ones dealing with this.

But I just couldn't do that. Why? Well, I don't really know. "This meeting is over, and it will be reopened when the grimoire is in central pack. Now leave!" Both the humans, the witches and the werewolves, including Wolland's father who was another tyrant and ruthless leader, bowed to the Alpha who lounged on his high throne that was adorned with pure gold and silver. As they stepped out, the Alpha's low but raspy voice filled my ear, "Someone who is very close to the supreme couple, and is powerful will bear a good heir for the reigning pack house."

“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

Clover keeps her chin high, refusing to show how deeply the scrutiny affects her. At the base of the stairs, Milton and his father wait, “Alpha, Alpha Heir.” Clover said with a respectful nod. “I believe it’s time for this to be over with.” Alpha Kirkwood's eyes narrow slightly as he studies Clover, his wolf sensing something his human mind cannot yet articulate. His son stands rigidly beside him, a muscle working in Milton's jaw as he struggles to control his wolf's increasingly frantic efforts to break free. "It's not something to be 'over with,' Beta Heir," Alpha Frederick says, his voice carrying the weight of generations. "Tonight marks your true beginning."

They figured out that it wasn’t the case. It was well know that the Alpha of the Den pack is strict and brutal. He killed anyone who opposed him and won’t bat an eye to betrayers on the pack. However, the three young Deltas did not expect that the Alpha is someone who will beat his own son. And for that, their hearts broke as they look at the only heir who was staring at them with lifeless eyes. “So, who is it?” Vincent asked again. “I really hate repeating myself so tell it right away," he warned with a sharp glare.

“The position of the Alpha does not rightfully belong to anybody either first heir or not, isn’t Alpha Ronan his father’s second son?” “That’s because his first son willingly gave up the title,” I muttered in reply and she lowered her brows at me dropping her hands. “That’s besides the point Honey, you went through all the rites and ritual to become Alpha. Nobody knew your father had another son. If you weren’t the rightful heir Selene would have rejected you but did she?!” She asked, I simply took my lips into my mouth and heaved a sigh considering her words deeply and carefully. “Alpha Callum! Speak to up Honey, did Selene reject you?!” She asked again raising her brows at me like a child

And then all the students who’d lost their lives fighting for their freedom from the Council. She was a horrible person. And now her father was paying the price for it. So, which pack out of all those who’d lost their children had made this move? “The Alpha’s son is dead. The future Alpha of our pack. He was the only heir,” the Gamma continued, his voice almost monotonous. Nyx’s grip on him was still firm despite the wolf taking a back seat. So not Claire’s pack. Not Emily’s, because she’d seen her Omega parents. Was it Dexter? Someone else caught in the crossfire?

My feet found the ground, trembling but planted. The crowd gasped. Chase's eyes went wide with something I'd never seen on him before — fear, raw and unguarded. My legs shook violently. My teeth ground against each other so hard I tasted blood. And underneath the pain, something else stirred — dark, cruel, and utterly intoxicating. Revenge. "And I—" My voice cracked, stammering through the agony. "I, Ophilia of the Makasi Moon Pack — refuse to accept the Alpha's rejection."

His nostrils flared, drinking in her scent—the rosemary and the fear, and the underlying sweetness that belonged only to him. "You are the mother of my son," he growled, his thumb brushing against her jawline. The touch was electric, sending shivers racing down her spine. "That makes you mine. Whether you like it or not." "I am not a piece of property, Silas." "In this territory, everything belongs to the Alpha," he said, his voice dropping to a rasp. He leaned down, his breath warm against her ear. "You think you can just come here, take my medicine, and slip away into the night again? No. You’ve brought the heir home. Now, you’ll stay and play the part."

Such a coward. I felt proud of what I did. The Alpha, noticing the tension between I and his unknown son, speaks. “Miranda Ace was just being nice, There is no need to be rude.” He said with a frown. What was he expecting, was I supposed to speak calmly to my enemy.. Ace! His name doesn’t suit him at all. I huffed in response to the Alpha words and he almost got crazy from anger. But who cares? Ever since the death of my mum The pack late Luna, The only thing The Alpha cared about was his so-called heir, He doesn’t care about me neither do I care about him too.