The Heartless Alpha By Svsmith Novels & Stories

I tightened my hold on Lilith. The healer sighed softly. "We'll do everything we can, Alpha." "Everything isn't enough." My voice rose. "Nothing must happen to her." The desperation in my voice shocked even me. The healer's eyes softened. "We'll save her, Alpha." "Please." The word slipped out before I could stop it. And suddenly, everyone in the room became even quieter. Because they had heard it... The Alpha was pleading. For a girl everyone knew as a wolfless nobody.

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"They kept you contained until you came of age. Then you slipped their net. Now the Obsidian Ring steps in with muscle and dark rituals to force the Spark awake on their terms. They don't care if it kills you in the process." I spun on my heel, staring into the trees like enemies might burst out any second. The night air carried distant howls that raised the hairs on my neck. "This is insane. I bleed and Alphas drop like flies? What about good Alphas? Ones who protect their people? Does it pick sides or just destroy?"

He spat and I instantly knew what was coming next. "I, Alpha Andrew Scott of the wild crest pack rejects you Annabel Travis as my mate and I want nothing to do with you!'' I felt a sharp pain in my heart and I slowly dropped to my knees, groaning in pain. "Being rejected by an Alpha must be brutal." He said and I raised my head to look at him. "You will now get to experience pain much worse than this." He vowed. "Take her away and throw her in the dungeon!"

"Stay with me, love. Just hold on." She doesn’t respond. Her breathing is too shallow. Her heartbeat, too faint. I can’t lose her. "She’s lost too much blood," Reba says, her voice barely above a whisper, but I can hear the agony in it. "I don’t know if I can—" "You can." My voice is steel, but my heart is breaking. "You have to." I’m the Alpha. I have led my warriors into battles we should not have won. I have faced enemies twice my size, fought through fire and pain, but this? This is the first battle I do not know how to win.

Karen stroked the stone walls of the ice cellar again and again, trying to find my last trace of scent. When he discovered the almost unrecognizable markings I had scratched on the wall in the most hidden corner of the ice cellar, his already numb heart was finally completely torn apart. "Karen, it's so cold here. I miss the sunlight. Karen, my Alpha... do you remember when you used to call me your little snowball?" "Karen, the nights at the Cliff of Sinful Wolves are so long. Those wolves, their eyes are so scary. Karen, I'm so afraid. Will you, will you ever come and take me home?"

I asked, my voice a low growl. He hesitated before answering, "Alpha, your blood found protecting her other heart is a proof that this is the only option. I apologize..." My nostrils flared up as my grip on my fist tightened. "Fuck!" I cursed, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. As I began to resonate with everything, my mind reeled in confusion. However, how can I be a cure to a human whom I had hated with every fiber of my being? How can I save a human who has thrust me into the darkness I'm in? Humans made my heart clouded with revenge and bloodlust.

Reading it felt like trespassing, like breaking into a sacred space I had no right to enter. But I was desperate. I opened to the first page. January 15th. Three years ago today, I met Blake at the winter solstice dance. He walked across the room like he owned it, and my wolf knew before I did.. He's my mate. I've never believed in fairy tales before, but maybe I was wrong. Maybe this is what fate feels like. I blinked hard and kept reading. March 3rd. I miss my sister. Mara the warrior, the one who was supposed to be Alpha someday. Love caused her death when she fell in love with Damon, she gave up her career to follow him. She trusted him completely and he stabbed her in the back.

"The Alpha's looking for you. Said something about a guest?" "Grayson Cole," I spat the name out. Dominic’s grin faded. "The Black Ridge Alpha? Fuck, Savannah. I heard he tore out his own Beta’s throat for breathing too loud." "Great. I’ll make sure to hold my breath," I muttered, pushing past him.

Yvette’s breath catches, her guilt written plainly across her pale face. I turn back to Sandra. “I warned you to keep your sister’s mouth shut. Since you let her bark, you have to face the consequences.” “Sommy, please,” Sandra whispers, her hands clenching into her silver dress. “Don't do this.” “You are just an orphan from a fallen Healer Bloodline!” Yvette screams out, completely unhinged now. “You used your dead family to gain sympathy and steal the Alpha’s bond! You are a shameless vixen!”