The Big Sky Alpha Novels & Stories

I looked past her and stared at the alpha and my ex-mate, who watched the scene with interest. “Well, well, well,” Alpha Rex said, stepping forward, his eyes holding an amusement that irked me to my bones. His hand landed on Maria’s shoulder, urging her to move aside, at which she did, a scowl on her face. “If it isn’t Destiny Levine, daughter of the people who committed treason against their own alpha.” His haughty eyes roamed my body just the same way they had on that night he captured me to sell. My glare intensified. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

But his eyes were empty. Cold. Like he was looking at a broken chair, not his daughter. “Lay her flat,” he said. “We don’t want her too bruised. She’s leaving for the NorthRidge Pack in a few hours.” I froze. My breath caught. So they were serious? NorthRidge? Everyone knew the stories. The land ruled by Alpha Xavier—cold, fierce, merciless. Some said he tore his enemies apart with his bare hands. Some said he barely spared his servants.

Alphas from every kingdom under Winter’s iron rule filled the grand court of Castle Holgah, their cloaks heavy with furs and insignia, voices a low rumble of tribute and allegiance. Leander, Oshea’s newly crowned Alpha, stood tall in jade-trimmed robes with Skye, his Beta, silent at his side, his gaze cold and calculating. Winter’s voice, sharp as his scarred eye, closed the court, dismissing the Alphas with a flick of his hand. River, with his expression tight, guided Leander and Skye through the castle’s frost-kissed corridors, their boots echoing toward the courtyard.

would she lose both or would one let go? She cleared her throat, shuffling in her seat. No, she'd be the one to choose which fish to catch. "A glass of bourbon." This Alpha’s voice was as rough as the waves and as deep as the sea. He looked like he sounded; big and strong. He didn't only have a scar on his neck. There were scars on his hand,and she could bet there were many more beneath the suit. "Beer..." Clive finally ordered. "No liquor for me, I'm driving tonight."

The heavy iron door of the Frostbane Sky Keep clicked open, and Michaels Masterson stepped inside, his chest heaving as the powerful, ice-chilled scent of the True Alpha slammed into his senses. Caelum Frostbane sat in a large carved wooden throne by the hearth, his golden eyes tracking Michaels like a winter predator watching a stray omega stumble into his territory. The pure authority radiating from the alpha made Michaels' inner wolf whine submissively, his heart hammering against his ribs so loudly it echoed in the high stone vault.

They hang up the phone and Damon leans back with a heavy sigh. "Do you trust him?" I ask. "Alpha Craig was one of the very few Alpha's who had the guts to call out the Skylight lack on the way they treated their members. He was always at loggerheads with Greg at every council meeting." Greg Sky. Late Alpha of the Skylight pack and my then number one tortured. I know werewolves are said to have violent and bestial tendencies but Greg took it to a whole new level. He lived to put people down. To destroy their self-esteem

March buries his face in his palms “Again?” It takes me a second to catch on “What?” my fingers tighten around my cards. And what does he mean by again? “Every pack has been blacklisted at least once, hell, a few years ago they were handing them out like candies on devil's night” Sky explains with a wave of his hand like it’s no big deal. “On what grounds this time?” Marc seems to be paying attention. “Well, our alpha killed a group of nonthreatening wolf community” Sky makes air quotes when he says non-threatening.

He was sending message to his only friend, Adom. The most delectable, earth-shattering scent worked its way through Ash foggy brain as she took deep breaths. The scent of apples and jasmine and a beautiful base note of roses all accented by the most perfect scent of Alpha he had ever had the pleasure of smelling invaded hid lungs. Alpha, the scent of Alpha. His Alpha! "MY ALPHA" she barked out as the realisation hit him like one of those new steam trains. She sat bolt upright as his eyes sprang open, which was a mistake, not the biggest one he had made today, admittedly, but bad enough. He slumped back onto the sofa as a wave of dizziness overtook him.

I forgot to breathe. “Yes! Silver moon pack was the strongest pack of the realm, led by the powerful Alpha ever, Alpha Markus. He was admired by everyone, rejected by every gender and idolized by every child. The story of his bravery and ruthless wars were spread like a fire to the realm. Those who did good were good for him and those who did bad suffered inevitable fate by the Alpha.” Jacob narrated.

"Thanks London you may leave now and please make sure that everyone is ready to leave tomorrow by 10 a.m. London slightly nodded and left me alone to prepare for the World Alphas Meeting, which will be held two days from now in Newyork. Every 10 years all the Alphas from around the world gather together and choose an Alpha to be the head of all the Alphas and to be titled as The Alpha's Alpha . The Alpha's Alpha has the job to maintain peace among Alphas and solve their disputes. There is only one way the Alpha of the Alphas is chosen and that is by fighting other Alphas , by showing that you are stronger than the rest of the Alphas, strong enough to lead other Alphas and strong enough that