The Alpha Who Watched In Silence Novels & Stories

Alex growled, his eyes glowing gold. The other alpha's eyes grew wide, and he immediately got up and off the bar stool and backed away. "I'm sorry, Alpha." "What's your name?" Alex growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't ever want to see you at my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out to the club. Alex turned his attention to Ash and could see how tense he was. Alex closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Ash once more.

Our dishes arrived promptly and it placed in front of us. A heavy silence hung between us devoid of any audible thoughts. I was certain that Alpha having spent considerable time with the Dark Moon pack was accustomed to taking precautions even guarding his mind from being overheard by strong werewolves like himself. The only sounds that filled the air were the clinking of cutlery against plates. Seconds stretched into eternity. Though I disliked the silence, I had no choice but to eat in silence, refraining from speaking. "Do you want to know what your second task is?" Alpha's voice shattered the stillness. I paused in cutting my meat and met his gaze. Somehow, I had grown accustomed to his

Sebestian growled, his eyes glowing gold. The other alpha's eyes grew wide, and he immediately got up and off the bar stool and backed away. "I'm sorry, Alpha." "What's your name?" Sebestian growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't want you to ever see inside my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out of the club. Sebestian turned his attention towards Allen and could see how tense his omega was. Sebestian closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Allen once more.

‘Let’s see who’s brave enough to show themselves. Silence blankets the crowd as they exchange glances, uncertainty hanging thick in the air. Jonas steps forward, his voice rising above the murmurs. “I’ve come back to reclaim my place as Alpha,” he declares, his tone commanding. “And I want every one of you to understand that I’m not here to play games. I’m here to protect our pack and our territory.” His mother’s expression softens, pride shining through her worry. “You’ve grown, Jonas. You always had it in you.”

Some even sit, their ears twitching as they watch me curiously. “They are keeping an eye on you, little wolf.” I turn in the direction of his seductive voice. He is leaning against a tree, his arms folded as he watches me. “Now come home, so I can clean up those pretty little feet of yours.” “It’s not my home.” He doesn’t move, watching me with his black orbs. I will keep saying it. This place isn’t my home and never will be. It’s now that he straightens up. Staring at me with an unreadable expression. It was a stupid design, giving alpha’s the ability to hide what they are feeling. All I wanted to see is how much I’m pissing him off.

he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. Alana took a step closer, her gaze unwavering. "I know," she responded, her voice soothing and gentle. "But sometimes, in moments of darkness, a simple act of kindness can offer solace and remind us that we're not alone." Alpha Leori's shoulders slumped, the weight of his responsibilities seemingly easing as he allowed himself to be vulnerable in Alana's presence. He hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering between the comfort of familiarity and the haunting absence of Erica.

It wasn't her fault that she didn't know what we were. "Ada…" I began. "I got upset because I am--" Before I could finish my sentence, I heard a voice come screaming into my head. ‘Bryson!’ Ethan shouted over the mind-link. ‘For fucks sake, what?’ I replied hurriedly, irritated by the headache his sudden voice had given me and for the interruption, but worried about what his contact could mean. ‘The Alpha is urging you to come back immediately,’ Ethan said. ‘He said that the woman has been waiting for you for too long.’

I found myself replaying her scream at night, hearing it in the quiet halls. On the morning of the third day, Silas rose before dawn. His expression was unreadable as he strapped his weapons. “You shouldn’t go alone,” I said, watching him. He gave me that half-smile that wasn’t a smile at all. “I’m Alpha. If something’s stirring on the borders, I’ll feel it. Better me than the whole pack running blind.” My throat tightened. “You don’t always have to be the one.” “Yes, I do.” He came close, cupping my face, pressing his forehead to mine. His voice was a whisper meant only for me. “I won’t let him come here without knowing what he plans. Stay here. Keep the little ones safe.”

--- “You choose everything else.” --- Her breath hitched. “I’m not doing this again.” --- The words surprised even her. Because they came from somewhere deeper than fear. Deeper than instinct. --- From memory. --- Fragments flashed again— Fire devouring the sky. The ground splitting open. A scream that might have been hers— Or his— Or both. --- “No,” she whispered, more to herself now. “That’s not how this ends.” --- The Alpha watched them closely. Not interrupting. Not correcting.

There was something boyishly wicked about him, like he found the entire ceremony amusing. Then Alpha Killian of the East—tall, pale, and quiet. His eyes, strikingly blue, swept over us with calm detachment. He didn’t seem impressed…or maybe he just didn’t care. And finally, Alpha Silas of the North. His entrance was silent, his presence anything but. Shadows seemed to follow him, and when his steel gray eyes found mine, the air left my lungs. He didn’t smile. He didn’t blink. He simply “looked.”