Novel & Cerita The Unexpected Heirs To The Alpha

Once it cleared though, Marcus's reassuring smile gave me the strength I needed to complete the impossibly long walk. I reached the thrones, and Alpha Damarus stepped forward, holding a white cloth. He stared down at where I stood at the base of the few stone steps that led to the platforms the thrones sat on. "Alexandra, daughter of Alpha Mattias, leader of the Moonridge Pack. Today you stand before my son, Alpha Marcus, heir to the Ashclaw legacy, and swear to remain by his side through his reign and beyond it. Do you swear to follow this oath and face the consequence of breaking it."

“But why are they searching for me… I did nothing to them.” Ophelia paused, then said quietly, “You are the heir. You’re the Alpha of Nightshade.” The word hit harder than anything else. Is he an heir? He felt it… something curled in his chest. Something unfamiliar. His fingers twitched as he shook his head slightly.

He set his cup down on the ledge and exhaled — long and heavy, like he was setting something down along with it. "Isabeau's cocktail had me, though. Whatever that woman puts in those drinks—" he muttered, then caught himself and moved on. "Anyway." He straightened. "It's not public, not announced, not on any Crescent record. But my mother is right." He looked at Anna directly. "I'm Alpha of Alphas, it's a divine title — not inherited, not voted on, gifted. Chosen by something older than any of us." The words settled over Anna heavy. Everything she'd ever heard as myth, as legend, as bedtime stories told to frighten and fascinate — it was real, all of it, standing right in front of her with a

“All my life, I was not formally recognized as the King’s heir. But now, seeing as our illustrious female Alpha has lost her wolf and misbehaved terribly, my father has finally recognized me. I am the heir now. I have received my inheritance.” Everyone looked at me. “You were the female Alpha?” I heard someone say. “You?” “Yes, me!” I whirled around. “And Bianca has received nothing! She’s manipulating my father—” “If you’re the female Alpha, then where is your wolf?!” someone shouted from the back.

“That’s legacy.” I crossed to the far wall, where a series of faded tapestries hung—each depicting a different era in Sinclair history. One showed the rise of the first Alpha, surrounded by the other founding packs. Another, the battle of Red Hollow, where our blood soaked the earth for seven nights. But the last tapestry was different—unfinished. Frayed at the edges. Its central figure was a woman wreathed in silver flame, standing before a crescent moon, with a child held aloft in her arms. The prophecy.

"You’re still here." With a faint smile on his lips, he opened his eyes. "I'm not an Alpha anymore." His voice was scratchy as he replied, "but I’m still me." With her heart bursting with gratitude and love, Lena planted a kiss on his forehead. "That’s all that matters." Alric watched the scene silently, his expression unreadable. Finally, he spoke. "It’s done. The shadows are gone, and the curse is broken." ---

she spat the word like it was poison, "has ruined the future for our pack's future generation. The next heirs of the Alpha position will either be weaklings or may never even be born." Murmurs spread across the room. I saw shock, disgust, and anger on the faces around me. But I didn't understand. How could I have ruined anything? "I don't-" I started, but Agatha cut me off. "By trapping my son in this sham of a marriage," she continued, "you have denied this pack the chance at genuine strong leadership. Dante should be with a real wolf, someone who can give us powerful heirs. Not some weak, pathetic rogue pretending to be one of us.”

Her teeth elongates in fangs and she growled “Mine” ***** Note: Only five more chapters and I will be wrapping Alpha's Unexpected Bride. Thank you for sticking to the end with me. Follow me for more on I G.

I looked back up into her eyes and it hit me. I was too distracted by my adoration of her, too lost in her absolute beauty, too busy trying to breathe in her presence that I missed what she was afraid of showing me. She’s an Heir. Facts started to assault my thoughts, coming in rapid-fire as I pieced everything together about what Sebastian told me and who Alice really is. ‘Alice doesn’t have an Alpha.’ Of course she doesn’t, because she IS an Alpha. He’s an Alpha. Her brother is an Alpha. Was.

However, fate had a different plan in store for her. As the dreaded lycan prince, Adrian Caleb, arrived at the pack estate, Alessia's life took an unexpected turn. Adrian was captivated by her beauty and spirit, and he took her away from the pack to be his personal maid and live with him. Alessia, although initially hesitant, found solace in Adrian's presence. With time, their bond deepened, and Adrian realized that Alessia was the girl he had been waiting for to assume the throne as the Alpha King.