Novelas y relatos de The Jilted Alpha

“You disgust me.” The bond inside her cracked. It was a sound only she could hear. A high, keening note of splintering glass. Tears burned her eyes, hot and furious. “Kael, please— listen to me—” “I, Alpha Kael Ravencrest…” His voice thundered across the entire grounds, amplified by his Alpha authority. It rolled over the crowd, over the fire, over the moon itself. “…reject Lyra Nightshade as my mate.” Agony exploded through her body.

Rubbing it in slow. His voice, clear as day: "Now you smell like mine, not like something I licked in a locker room." The video cut as Jace walked in. The chat was exploding. Jace M: told you Maddox was fucking the timer A-relay Tom: that's why he's in lane 1 now lmao Freshman: is that even legal?? Jace M: pack law baby. Ghost belongs to the Alpha now My hands went numb. The phone slipped. Karl caught it. He watched the whole 12 seconds, jaw tight.

His eyes moved across the shelf, the window, the floor, and stopped. On the windowsill. Half a second. Then back to me, smooth and neutral, giving nothing. “The Alpha wants to establish ground rules,” he said. “Tonight.” He didn’t ask if I was ready. He stepped back and held the door open, which was its own kind of answer to a question I hadn’t asked. I looked at the windowsill one more time. A sealed room. A carving left inside it, worn down by years of someone’s hands. A Beta who noticed it in three seconds and chose not to react.

Together. Zara pressed her face into his neck. We keep doing it. Every day. No matter what comes next. Outside the window the pack lands stretched quiet under the stars. Inside the house the family slept safe. The future was not perfect. It would never be without tests. But it was theirs. A new message lit Damien’s phone on the nightstand. It was from a young alpha in South America. He had heard the story of the human mate who broke the unmaking and the alpha who chose love over law. He wanted to meet. To learn. To build something better.

"If that is how you want it." He turned to face the crowd, his voice carrying across the warehouse. "I, Damon Thornwood, Alpha King of the Silver Moon Pack, reject you, Elara Blackwood, as my mate and future Luna of our pack." The words hung in the air like a death sentence. Elara felt the physical pain of rejection as if it were a knife to her heart—a sharp, agonizing sensation that stole her breath and brought tears to her eyes. Around her, the crowd gasped, shocked whispers spreading like wildfire.

I already knew, somewhere in my gut, that whatever came next would cost me something I hadn’t budgeted for. “The most powerful Alpha in the region is seeking a bride.” Her voice turned syrupy, careful, the same tone she used to use when she wanted something from my father. “His heir was recently crippled in an accident, and the family is desperate to secure the next generation. My daughters deserve a match of that caliber, of course, but he’s specifically requested someone… humble. Someone he can shape into whatever he needs.” “You want to sell me to him.” I said it flatly, watching her flinch at the bluntness of it. “Again. The same way you and Dad handed me to Sherwood, dressed up as an ho

Her nose wrinkled as she narrowed her eyes, looking at him. “He’s an Alpha? Is this the Alpha that killed Luna Jillian and Alpha Siegfried? The Bloodmoon Alpha? Based on the stories I’ve heard, I thought he’d be taller.” Talia frowned in disappointment. Kurt went wide-eyed, quickly covering his sister’s mouth. “I am so sorry, Alpha. Please forgive her. She is only a child after all.” Logan narrowed his eyes at Talia, bending to be eye level, his eyes turning red. “I am the Bloodmoon Alpha, little girl. I don’t need to be tall to be powerful. And your stories are wrong. I didn’t kill your parents. My mate did.” Jericho scoffed, standing up, eyes returning to blue as Logan was back in control.

"Yes. Alpha was resisting a bit so I had to kill him, but other than that we had not much trouble ." "Good" he said with a smile on his face. "I suppose your visit to me has some motive?" I asked. "Yes, i just found out about a pack not too far from here whose Alpha is a young girl about your age." Really! A female Alpha? Which pack and what's her name" i asked "Alpha Mahnoor of the Moonstone pack, daughter of Alpha Liam. " "Alpha Liam? Didn't he die two years ago? I never knew he had a child, especially not a daughter. "

this Alpha… saliva dripping from his fangs. He dug his claws deep into the ground beneath him, readying himself to lunge for the other wolf’s throat. Just as the Alpha had finished shifting, Jett looked at me and nodded, that was my cue, I walked out from the woodland, radiating electricity from my hands. The alpha knew I was a witch, he snarled at me. He began running towards me, but it was folly to try and take me on, he was a fool, he had only managed to close a short distance between us when he froze to the spot. He couldn’t move, though he tried. I had paralyzed him. He couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, but he could feel. His eyes shifted back and forth between his house where his wife wa

My mind still didn't digest the words he muttered. But Alpha Jace got up from sitting on the ground after I got up. He spins me in front of him, trying to cup my face when I smack him. “You didn't know anything but to hurt a woman's heart, Jace. What you did to me three years ago was exactly what you did to Althea!” I exclaimed, and he suddenly became teary-eyed. My eyes widened because of what he did. I wasn't expecting Jace to cry. It has never occurred to me that an Alpha would cry in front of a woman.