The Alphas Hidden Heirs Novels & Stories

I could feel the mate bond weakening little by little, like threads slowly tearing apart. Tears burned my eyes. But I forced them back immediately. No. I would never cry for Kael again. Because Kael Blackthorn made one terrible mistake. He thought he knew exactly who his mate was. But he had no idea the woman he planned to throw away was the hidden heir of the most powerful Alpha bloodline in the werewolf world. And if I helped build his empire… Then I could destroy it too. A few moments later, the conference room doors opened and workers began stepping into the hallway again. The cheerful atmosphere returned immediately.

he paused and turned to look at Luna. He seemed to have muttered something. Something probably like, I love you. “We also celebrate her because she has brought promise and fulfillment to the pack,” he paused. I knew what he wanted to say. "The pack has an heir,” he finally said. For a minute, everywhere was dead silent, then the next, the hall echoed with claps and shouts of joy. Alpha waited patiently for the noise to die down. “May she and the pack heirs always find a home among us, a place of honor at our table, and the loyalty of every wolf who calls this territory home,"

It was who I was fantasizing about that made me self-conscious. I had fantasized about none other than His Royal Highness, Eli RedMoon, Alpha of the RedMoon Pack and the leader of the RedWolves Biker Gang. “It's so good to see you,” I said. “Thank you for coming all the way here just to help me get ready.” “Of course, girl. I've missed you and because we have to prepare for the Mating Ceremony or have you forgotten?” Khloe said. Right. The Mating Ceremony. Luna Lora, Alpha Eli's mother, had granted permission to a few of the hardworking maids in the castle to attend the Mating Ceremony. I was lucky to be among the chosen few.

Everett had given him choices in the middle of a night built to take them away. Finn is doing the opposite of Owen. The realization burns. He sets the cup down slowly. “I am trying to keep you alive.” Owen’s expression breaks a little. “From what?” Finn almost tells him. The truth rises so fast he feels it in his throat. A gold door. A forced heat drug. Men talking about a buyer. A Lawson account. A powerful Alpha who found him, touched him carefully, and belonged to the same world as the people who almost bought him. Finn almost says all of it because the weight of silence is crushing him from the inside.

"A rogue wolf. One we believed dead. She has awakened a powerful bloodline and now hides among the Direwolves in the northern territories." More murmurs. Louder now. "This rogue murdered your brothers," Jasper continues. "Killed them without mercy or reason. She poses a danger not just to our pack, but to all pack law. To the natural order." Serenya stands, moving to Jasper's side. "She also holds something that belongs to the Alpha. His son. His heir." Gasps echo through the hall. "The Alpha has an heir?" someone asks. "Yes," Jasper says. His voice is tight with barely controlled emotion. "A son I didn't know existed until recently. A son this rogue has kept from me. Raised among outcasts a

I looked back up into her eyes and it hit me. I was too distracted by my adoration of her, too lost in her absolute beauty, too busy trying to breathe in her presence that I missed what she was afraid of showing me. She’s an Heir. Facts started to assault my thoughts, coming in rapid-fire as I pieced everything together about what Sebastian told me and who Alice really is. ‘Alice doesn’t have an Alpha.’ Of course she doesn’t, because she IS an Alpha. He’s an Alpha. Her brother is an Alpha. Was.

She needed the identity of those Alphas. "You are right. The documents should be in father's study. Let's check them out." As soon as they got to the study, Godiva broke down in tears. She could feel her father's presence heavily because he spent a lot of time there. It wasn't long for Theresa to locate the documents. From the way they were kept in the drawer beside his desk, there was great importance attached to it from everything else. Godiva's last bit of hope began to dwindle when Theresa read the names; "Alpha Alonso, Alpha Storm, Alpha Bond, Alpha Brick, Alpha Caesar, Alpha Jax and Alpha Ice. They are just as fierce as their name sounds."

“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.

Her fingers touched her neck, over the letters and then snarled, “For your information, he’d put this bloody thing on me—against my wishes, if you’d know. I am not his bloody whore.” “But you are the mother of his child.” The force of my words backed her into a corner. “Keep my son out of it,” she muttered. “Some would argue that keeping an alpha’s heir hidden is an act of treason,” I countered. Her sardonic laugh filled the air. “An alpha’s heir? Right!” Elea abandoned her seat on the floor and rose on her feet. “Liam has only one parent and that is me.”

“The Goddess usually provides one…but there are other ways. Alpha Ryker has several, and Alpha Jericho likes to collect them like trading cards.” With a smirk, I glance at Isaac. “Don’t attempt to take one from Jericho,” I decide to give him a little advice. “He’ll gut you like a fish.” “Easton’s right,” Harriet says in a dreamy little voice. “Jericho is quite fierce. Ryker is less of a risk.” “When you are done breeding her,” Adele goes on, “you’re expected to present your heir and the spirit wolf to us.” “What do you do with the heirs?” I ask - more out of curiosity than concern that they’ll do something to the child Amalie will birth me.