The Silent Alpha Stephanie Light Novels & Stories

No longer the weak one begging for affection. I was Alpha Stephen now. I stood up, smiled faintly. “Then let’s not keep the world waiting.” Somewhere in the city, bells were still ringing from Alpha Joe’s wedding. But I was no longer the girl dying in a hospital bed. I was the Alpha who had come back from the grave. And this time—I would burn everything down.

I had no idea which one was the Alpha and as I introduced myself, a large, well built man introduces himself as Alpha Zach and steps forwards but not towards me, towards Charlie, he bows his head and drops to one knee “Good morning my Queen” I turn to face Charlie, in complete and utter shock and she looked just as shocked as I did.

“I’m the King of wolves. Just like Alphas can feel death in their pack... I can feel it across all of them.” My mouth dried. “You’re sure?” “Yes.” I stumbled into the hallway. My hands were shaking. Every part of me wanted to go back. Don’t cry. Don’t you dare cry. Then— “Alpha Aegis?” Stephan appeared out of nowhere like a dramatic sitcom character. “You okay?” “Peachy,” I said, voice hoarse. He stepped closer. “Do you need anything?” “Your phone. Can I please borrow your phone? I need to call my Beta.”

From the shadows of the tree line directly behind the barricade, Zyan stepped into the light. The Frost Alpha wasn't wearing ceremonial armor or the heavy, intricate furs of his office. He wasn't made up to show his postion at the festivalH. He was dressed simply in dark, functional leathers, yet the sheer, suffocating wall of Alpha dominance that rolled off him was enough to make the air itself feel heavy. His striking green eyes bypassed Julia entirely, pinning Stephen to the spot with a look that promised absolute ruin if the disgraced Gamma stepped out of line. Stephen didn't hesitate. He immediately dropped his gaze, bowing his head in complete, unquestioning submission as the most powe

Baylor spread his hands apart and there was a bright ball of fire dancing in his right hand, he looked at me and sneered. I held his gaze then slowly looked away from him back at Lady Cecile, “Stephan is alpha now!” Her gaze narrowed at first, “Stephan is supposed to be dead… that was the first thing you were supposed to do after you returned back!” “He is alpha now,” I repeated, even the words felt very bitter in my mouth.

If only they knew that he had lost his powers, he was definitely going to get betrayed by his subjects first. “Now that you know you almost got yourself killed with that stupid brain and running mouth of yours, get the fuck out of here and you’d better shut your mouth if anyone asks you anything about what happened except you want to get killed. You hear me?” alpha Denver snarled at him in a deep and scary growl and Stephen nodded rapidly before Alpha Denver took a step back from him and folded his hands over his chest while his facial expression returned to a calm one like he wasn’t the one that looked ferocious just moments ago and he nodded at the door. “Go” was just one word from Alpha D

Not that his looks were doing anything for me. I stared at his hand, offered to help me up from the floor, but Reis wouldn't like another Alpha touching me, so I ignored the gesture and pushed myself up instead. He smiled before sliding his hand back into the pocket of his grey pants. "I am Alpha Cillian Vaughn, ruler of the SilentBlood Pack," he introduced himself. SilentBlood Pack... I've heard of it. I heard their pack lost their Luna about two years ago to some deadly disease, and ever since then, their Alpha had made zero effort to find himself a new mate.

I listed them off. “Okay.” She jotted my orders down before she turned to my alphas. “What would you like to have?” The seductive way she smiled at them made me want to punch something, definitely her face. 'They are mine!' I so badly wanted to yell in her face, to claim ownership of the men with me, but I couldn't. They weren't mine until I made them. At that moment, I was just their kid stepsister. “Same with her. But not the bucket of fries. Three sticks of steaks, rare,” Mitch answered.

He’d seen it in her personality. “No…Alpha…” stuttered Stephanie, “I was speaking about someone completely different.” She tried to muster her best smile, but Blake saw straight through her act. Blake had never trusted Stephanie. He knew that she was a snake in the grass. He only tolerated her because of who her father was. Magnus was a highly ranked Beta and as such Blake gave Stephanie a pardon, which he usually regretted exactly after he’d done it.

"I guess she knew you well to know what you were not interested in." "Thanks for nothing," Nate grumbled under his breath, his eyes glaring at Stephanie who said nothing since she got in. "What was that, Nate?" Ian asked, the amusement in his eyes shining brighter as he regarded an angry Nate. It was as if he knew something he wasn't supposed to know and I was sure to get it out of him later. "Alpha." Stephanie tilted her head to the side to show her respect, I noticed the way she carried herself, and her stance had changed since she was enlisted to join the warrior training. "You sent for me."