The Unwanted Daughter's Alpha King Novels & Stories

Hadn’t spoken more than a few words to any of them. It was beginning to look like something was wrong with him. The Alpha King unmated. Uninterested and refusing every carefully positioned offer laid before him. It wasn’t just frustrating. It was dangerous. People noticed, and soon they would begin to talk. And if he didn’t start acting like a King… there would be consequences for all of us. I would not let my son be the downfall of our family. Having an outspoken daughter was one thing she could be trained, but an alpha king that didn't act like one that was not something that could happen.

I certainly knew now. “Alpha King,” I said, bowing to him as well. Papa was not only very much alive and the Ally, but he also the Alpha King. I was the daughter of the Alpha King. Part of me wanted to pass out, but I would push it way down until all of this was over. Then I could freak out. This was not the time to stress. I pushed all of those thoughts to the back of my mind. The here and now. That was my focus.

“He would not. Not when he wants his dear daughter alive. What do you think the king would do when he finds out his wife is Alpha Blake's daughter?” “I think his daughter is in it too. She is deceiving the king. If not, why would the king get married to her? He has no idea she has no lycan blood.” Alpha Dante lifted his own glass. “We need a plan B. Just in case. I have a bad feeling. Blake is a cunning man.”

The Alpha King stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. Then at her. Then at the Queen. Then back at me. “What?” he says softly. Then louder. “What?” He steps forward, his voice breaking into a roar. “That is not an omega.” My chest tightens. “That,” he says, pointing at the woman clutched against my chest, “is my daughter.” My heart stops. “She is the Crown Princess of this kingdom.” The world fractures. I laugh once. Sharp. Broken. “No,” I say. “No, that’s not—”

– the king asks in a whisper. - Kill you? Are you stupid? I still haven't managed to capture your daughter. Until then, you will live. You need to be the first to see everything I do with her. It would be divine. You can't even imagine the things I have in store for her, and don't think it will last a day. It will last as long as possible. And you will watch everything. Only when I finally feel that my father is avenged will I kill her and you, the same way your father killed mine. And you will be the last to die. You will watch the death of your daughter and the crazy woman who lives in the cell next to yours. The king jumped up and stretched out his only arm, trying to grab the neck of the

“But I need to borrow my daughter.” “Oh,” the Alpha King said, looking surprisingly annoyed. It genuinely confused me. I was expecting smugness from him, he’d been parading Anastasia around like some prized pet after all, yapping endlessly about her stupid experiments. “Gentlemen,” he continued stiffly, gesturing toward us, “this is my in-law and my first daughter-in-law.” We tipped our heads politely. The men returned the gesture. Grey didn’t even look at us. “I guess we’re done here,” the Alpha with almost the same hair colour as the blonde nerdy looking loser beside him said.

"Derek's son, the Alpha. Then she was sleeping around, got pregnant, and when the truth came out she got kicked out." The car pulled out of the school lot. Kael watched the trees slide past. "She was expelled from the pack," Maya said. "For betraying the Alpha's son. Everyone knows. She's not the person she seems." "Who's the father?" Kael asked. Maya hesitated. "I don't know. She never said. Some man she picked up — honestly, it could be anyone. She probably went to that man's pack after she left. Now dumped. Maybe."

A condemnation that is impacting and piercing. People think he is the coldest, they tend to be scared of him because they feel he is a cold terror and a ferocious person. Meanwhile, he seemed to be only heartbroken after his wife died leaving the household broken. He was the vicious Alpha King who had lost his belief in love. Alpha Felix Finn had a happy family. He was a man who was known to be jovial, happy in both work and private life, planning everything he owned and had without being possessive or harsh to get to his position of being a multi-billionaire was how he had ensured his success.

I threatened, and I wasn't bluffing. "Now what do you want to say?" The alpha drawled, cutting me off in the process. "I'm not staying here," I said again, this time with a fierceness I never knew I had. "You do not have a choice here woman, you can only leave here once you’ve paid me the money your Dad owes me." He snapped. “He’s not even my dad!” I yelled in frustration, “you should’ve taken his own daughter and not me!”

“Now tell me Grace, are you a part of a conspiracy? A plot to overthrow the kingdom?” I shook my head back and forth. No. Of course not. I had never been a part of anything of the sort. That would have meant I mattered. I did not matter. “What is your role in this?” He tried to demand. “I need to know, Grace.” The way he said my name again sent shivers down my spine again, but not in the good way. This was the Alpha King, and he would dispose of me without a second thought. I hadn’t proved anything to him.