The Alphas Hidden Heirs Novels & Stories

His eyes, cold and calculating, locked onto hers, and she knew without a doubt that he saw her as a threat. Roderick’s reputation preceded him. He was known for his cunning, his ability to manipulate the minds of those around him, and his ruthless ambition. He had been watching from the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike, and now, it seemed that moment had come. His challenge was not just about physical strength; it was about questioning her legitimacy as the Alpha. His words were sharp, laced with disdain as he mocked her victory over Kael, downplaying her strength and undermining everything she had worked for. He called her unfit to lead, suggesting that her victory had been n

"There’s actually a lot of interesting stuff in here. A lot of weird stuff that doesn’t make sense." "Like what?" Before Lyra can answer, one of the witches—an older woman with streaks of silver in her braids—speaks up. "Alpha-heir, your question about the Shadowed Alpha…" She glances at the tome. "It refers to you. Every Alpha since Alistair Weston has been known as Shadowed Alphas. Physically formidable, but your Alpha power will never be as strong as others because you are shadowed by Hecate’s curse.”

Then Luna turned back to the pack members who had gathered outside. “I want everyone to hear this,” she said, her voice rising smoothly, powerfully. “This young woman is not just a newcomer. She is my niece. The daughter of Alpha Fred and Luna Celine, who died in the Blood War. Maya Hawke is of Alpha blood. She is heir to her family’s legacy. And she will take her place as Alpha.” The silence that followed was sharp. Like air was being sucked from the forest. I didn’t breathe. Louis stiffened beside me, his hand slipping from mine.

"Uno Ylmaz Armstrong is the chosen Alpha of the Goddess. We all know his strengths and I hope that the other side can keep up long with him..." Chosen? What does that even mean? ...Now Let us talk about the opposing side. Kyro Hale. He is the Alpha of the Red Blood Pack. I know that Alphas here knew him... we all know his name." The King Alpha releases a soft chuckle and then hia eyes went on me. He pointed his hands on me. "Stand up, miss." He demanded.

"I just need people to know that you're my luna, then a day will be fixed for my assumption as the official Alpha of the pack." "After you get to be the Alpha, I think I can go away?" "Yes you can but not with your son." I come up firm at this point. "I need my son, who is my heir in my custody." "Please tell me and be sincere that Chloe is not gonna be the one that will take charge of him, I beg you." "I told you there's nothing to worry, she's no longer in my heart. You're…." "But she still stays in the estate?"

With deliberate steps, Stephen wraps a protective arm around Delilah's shoulders, his stance daring anyone to challenge his claim. "I, Alpha of Crystal Moon Mystery pack, am going to take my destined MATE, Delilah, back to my pack."

The door swung shut behind me — it had never latched properly, I’d never bothered to fix it — and I took the path back through the pines at a pace that was, if not quite composed, close enough to it that no one watching would have known the difference. Because here was what I knew that she didn’t: I had recognized Jareth the moment he walked through those doors. Fifteen years changed a face but not the way a man carried himself, not the quality of stillness that the shadow guard trained into its members from the first year of service. Not the aura of power and confidence. I had known who he was before he opened his mouth. I had known what his presence here meant. The boy was alive. The heir

If he had seen something worth hiding, it would surface under the right pressure. And if he had chosen to hide it— that, too, would reveal itself. An Alpha gathering will be called within two weeks. Aron will attend—as expected. --- A few weeks later. An irritated hiss filled the room. Nothing. Again. The heir turned out way more resilient than expected. That was inconvenient. I’ve been planning this for a hundred years… The words didn’t need breath. They existed. Like everything else I had become. The shadows stirred—drawn closer, always eager, always hungry.

The confusion on Nigel’s face seemed genuine, but after years of his manipulations, Lloyd wasn’t inclined to trust his judgment. “Felix River had a contingency plan,” Lloyd explained, his voice tight with controlled anger. “Aretha’s Alpha Heir Unit is known by few people. Some have Alpha bloodlines; however, they’ve been kept hidden, protected, in case anything happened to her. It seems Fawn discovered their existence.” Nigel paled further. “Brother, I swear on our parents’ graves, I knew nothing of this. I would never—“ “Enough,” Lloyd cut him off with a wave of his hand. “Your ignorance doesn’t absolve you. Your encouragement of her obsession created this situation.”

I had overheard them talking, and their words had stayed with me ever since. “Luna Everleigh hasn’t given Alpha Theo an heir yet. What’s her use?” “Alpha Theo needs a strong alpha bloodline. She’s failing him.” “She’s just a useless miscreant who got lucky. Who knows what she must’ve done with her body that she hasn’t been able to reproduce.”