The Song In The Alphas Heart Novels & Stories

“No, he is young and he is the most handsome man I ever met, but that’s not the point. Joyce, he is my professor.” “Ok, but at least it was a kiss with a hot guy, hope that doesn’t affect your grades all semester.” “I’ll be fine. I doubt he’d fail me on purpose. But he is an Alpha and his name is Atlas.” Joyce paused for a moment before she spoke, like she was thinking of something. “You know what? Now that I think of it, there is one more Alpha—no one in the North is sure of the Alpha's name in the Blood Storm pack. Could that be him, you think?”

" I cleared my throat, noticing how dry it was. Fred rushed to the water dispenser and handed me a glass, which I gulped down in seconds. The Alpha's gaze was fixed on me, and I felt an irritating itch on my palms and feet. My voice was hesitant at first, but I persisted, and with Fred's encouragement, it strengthened. His playing complimented my voice perfectly. I closed my eyes, allowing the music to take over, hitting high notes effortlessly. The Alpha then began singing in a tenor tone that blended with my voice, which surprised me even more. "Don't stop," Fred warned me. "Keep singing. Close your eyes if you need to." A blush rose to my cheeks, and I obeyed him. Never in my life have I

But instantly, the alpha ripped his mouth off to sex and grabbed my breasts almost harshly. I want to see you so fucking much right now. I want to see you, songbird. I don't just want to hear you. I opened my eyes and regarded him, my heart breaking at the sad look on his face. In a voice that sounded low and almost hoarse, I whispered. You don't have to see me, Alpha, but I want you to know that you bring me incredible pleasure. I began to say, pushing my body towards him and slipping my fingers against his jaw.

“Because you've already found me twice.” I stared at him. “What?” He reached for my hand. “Once in this life.” His fingers intertwined with mine. “And once before.” A tear slipped down my cheek. “I don't want to lose you again.” “You won't.” The First Alpha roared. “Enough!” The darkness rushed toward us. I closed my eyes. Instead of fighting it, I opened myself to the bond. I felt Charles. His heartbeat. His wolf. His memories. His love. And then—

“Now, do you have any more places you want licked clean?” “Just go, Maverick.” They sighed. “Are you sure, Sugar?” Their scent betrayed them. But sadly, one of my guys called down to get me. “Alpha is looking for you.” Damn it. “Raincheck?” I asked, before placing a kiss on top of their head. They sat stunned until I walked away. “Hey, your head is bleeding.” I put my hand against the back of my head, “too bad it won’t scar so I’d have something to remember you by. Next time I’ll bring silver knives.”

"Something the enemies of our bloodline will whisper when they pray we don't rise again." Kael's lips curved upward, a glint of pride in his otherwise stern gaze. "They'll write it into war songs, my Alpha." "Good," I said, as my eyes fluttered closed for a moment. "Let them sing." And in the hush that followed, crackling fire, shifting shadows, the soft breath of my wolves around me, I rested. Not broken. Just becoming.

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 am here... to help... the Alpha." She swallowed. "He isss... in pain," she continued. "Hisss neck. Hisss... ssscars." As she took a step closer, her voice dropped to a hypnotic whisper. "Lord Abram... he told me. He said... the Alpha needs someone... strong. Someone who... isss not... afraid. Someone... who knows how... to cut... the pain... away." She smiled. A small drop of blood, dark in the gloom, hung on the corner of her pale lip.

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I stood up tall, pulling every bit of strength left inside me. "I, Elara, reject you, Alpha Lucian of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and my Alpha," I said, my voice echoing through the quiet house. The moment the words left my lips, a sharp pain sliced through my chest. The bond between us snapped like a thick rope being pulled apart. The pain was so strong that my knees bent, and I gasped for air, feeling as if a piece of my soul had been ripped away.