The Alpha's Son Novels & Stories

Philip Moore said. Kayla nodded gently and looked through the paintings. The last two paintings were Mr. Philip Moore and Brandon. “Brent will be the next Alpha of our pack…” Mr. Moore said. Kayla stopped walking while Brandon and her mother continued. Only her and Mr. Moore was there looking through Brandon’s portrait. She turned her head to Brandon’s father who was still smiling. “My son is a half-blood…”

Why did it have to be him? Dylan Ashbourne, The Alpha’s son. “I felt it.” I murmur. “You felt it too. I know you did” “I did.” “Then why are you looking at me like that?” Dylan turned his face away from me and towards the crowd we were slowly drawing in. When he looked back at me his expression had settled into something decided. “Don’t.” His jaw tightened. “Don’t make this harder than it has to be” “You’re going to reject me?” I could hear the pain I was feeling in my voice as the reality of my situation dawned on me.

“I will handle this,” Maverick said as he dropped the phone call, and soon enough, he arrived. He looked at the sorry excuse of a man his brother had become and wanted to kill him. “What do you have to say for yourself?” “I wanted to test that little morsel your son has upstairs. I thought maybe he would be more of a team player than you ever were.” The man spat out. “I mean, he has his own version of his mother, a simpleton and whore.”

" But, you behave like Marcus, he always did occupy a great deal of physical space before he spoke. It is a common trait among the western Alphas. They mistake density for authority." Devon didn't pull against his chains. His jaw remained a hard, unyielding line, his eyes locked onto the King's pale face. "The man who raised me is the Alpha King of Silver Ridge. And he is my father in every way. He isn't a servant of your chancery, Alaric. And I am not a line item on your tax roll."

The look on his tells me that im not going to hear good news “ What? Tell me “ I push him. “let's go inside first “ we did “So, what is it?” “ The Rogue Alpha is the son of the an old Alpha that my parents were looking for, now the son is the one that took over the pack a few weeks ago” he say but what does that have to do with me? He must have seen the confusion on my face because he said” Well when the father was involved they would rob packs and not hurt anyone but the son is completely different, just two days ago they rob a pack and killed four members” “ So the son is more deadly than the father?” I ask him because that's just great.

He finished. "He is telling the truth, Lisa, If you were his child your life would have been even worse than what you have now. Trust me, Our current alpha, Alpha Liam is the son of Alpha Alfred. He killed his own father to remove us from that hell. Now we are living a peaceful life in his command" Allan said.

“The Alpha’s son?” “Exactly!”

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?

Brandon's voice was filled with mockery, being the proud ruthless Alpha that he is, he would never bow to anyone. "And we do have that as well maybe, you have forgotten that my father is the former alpha Oscar's youngest son, and the beta here, is the son of his niece, so now let's see how you brag about having an alpha blood in your vein," gamma Cameron's voice came up, matching the mocking words of alpha Brandon.

Every single time he told anyone about me being the Alpha of the guardians, I saw this amazing smile on his face. "Yes, my son has taken over the family legacy. He is now part of the guardians. As we were told, he is the Alpha of the pack. But I didn't understand why your daughter isn't part of it. Everyone should be getting ready for the war." My father replied to her in a proud tone. He was always happy to tell the others about me being the Alpha. Then he asked Mrs Mitchelson what I wanted to know. I wanted to take her with me. She was supposed to be the Beta of the guardians. As she was my wife. But dad thought it would be better if we asked them before I would take Audrey.