The Female Alpha's Sanctuary Novels & Stories

We only had warriors train before the attack after the attack that changed. We had to asked for help from one of the largest pack in the U.S. we were falling apart and Sammy was not in a good place after his dad died. We made many changes the Alpha from Pine Mountain is extremely smart and knowledgeable. The Beta and about a dozen warriors were sent to train us and help rebuild. We found out that the Alpha is actually the first female Alpha and she even has the Goddesses chosen mark. She made suggestions on moving some things to make the pack more protected. We also completely changed the patrols as they were not strong and had many week points.

“Silas is out of reach, the other protectors are looking to me for answers, and the she-wolves in Elysium Haven are locked down for their own safety. But how long will that last? And now…the female Alphas are gone too. The entire realm is in chaos. The balance you created is falling apart, and all I can see is destruction—” “I won’t let that happen,” Petal’s voice was low, firm, and devoid of any emotion. Her words seemed to chill the air around them. “I can still feel the female Alphas. They’re alive. I will bring them back, safe and secure. Elysium Haven will not be a prison for she-wolves. The realm will regain its balance. The peace and happiness will all return.” With that, she walked p

"What brings you here?" Leaning in, the girl replied respectfully, "They'll attack during the full moon, just as you want." "That's good," the alpha said, a smile playing on his seductive lips. Raised in a wolf pack, Kiera knew the importance of the Alpha. Being the only human in her pack, it was hard for her as she couldn't transform like the others during a war. She had to train harder as she wasn't born with inhuman strength. Despite all of that, she refused to give up. Even though she couldn't feel the Alpha bond or connection, she swore to remain loyal to him no matter what.

Secondly, it was a very, very delicate matter. An Alpha getting attacked in his own chambers usually called for some high alert. The place is usually on lock down with soldiers all over the damn place, swarming it like ants on a mission. But they had been silent. And the predator hadn't thought to strike again. During all those years. Probably felt he wasn't my match. Or he'd lost his wit or whatever it was that drove him. "I hear you, Samael. But I will not take back my words. Alright?"

"Law? There is no law here except the Alpha's law. We are his, and we take what he gives us. That's all you need to know." Lena pressed her palms together under the table, forcing herself to focus, her pulse throbbed as it sped up, her fingertips began buzzing with what was becoming a familiar feeling of electricity...Like a surge of power telling her Amethyst was poking around the edges of her own cage. Her chest tightened as she swallowed hard, she clenched her jaw as she chose her next words very carefully. "Are there only women here?" That should be a safe enough question she thought Lorna looked almost relieved to answer "Yes" she replied softly "The Sanctuary is women only. We are trea

This was the seat of his power, the place where he had spent years crafting the image of the perfect Alpha, yet today, the familiar surroundings felt like a stage set that was beginning to wobble. They reached the Sanctum, a subterranean chamber carved from the very bedrock of the planet, reinforced with lead and silver-alloy plating. It was a room built for the "unruly"—those whose blood was too volatile for the standard cells. As they slid Elena into the central berth, a series of transparent, reinforced bands locked over her wrists, ankles, and waist. Above her, a crystalline array began to glow with a sickly, humous yellow light—the frequency of the "Alpha’s Command" made manifest, a con

"Mira, contact the Silver Moon Pack in the North. Tell Alpha Marcus I need sanctuary for my people." "Sanctuary?" Mira's voice trembled. "Elena, what are you doing?" I grabbed the car keys from the desk. "I'm going to see this woman for myself. The little ghost who has our great Alpha under her spell." The Supernatural Sanctuary was a nondescript gray building downtown. I pushed open the heavy glass doors, the sharp smell of antiseptic hitting me. The lobby was crowded. Rogues who’d lost their packs. Orphans waiting for a new home.

His pupils dilated into pitch-black rings. Zyric and the surrounding guards exchanged terrified glances, their hands shifting toward their blades. The Alpha was insanely territorial over his sanctuary and his scent-marked belongings. For the new female to violate both his private den and his sacred armor the very hour she arrived she had just invited her own execution.

"Alpha Manny, what were you doing in my room? I heard you just arrived and headed straight to my room?" Marco asked looking straight at the figure with wavy brown hair, as if she was doing an expensive hair care before coming. Alpha Manny is the only female Alpha, she is smart and strong. Her father did not have a male lineage, so she was appointed as the next Alpha in her pack.

"Okay, I will text you the address." They exchanged goodbyes before ending the call. "Who was that?" I asked. "A female Alpha I helped out at the hospital a few months back." "A female Alpha is quite rare," I pointed out. "Yeah, I’m still as surprised as you are. Turns out she’s from the north countryside. The Alpha position isn’t limited to males there," she explained.