The Wrong Alpha A Twist Of Fate นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I twisted, forcing him to drop the knife. “You’re cheating,” I laughed lowly. “And still losing.” He roared in frustration, throwing a punch with his free hand. I caught it, my grip crushing his knuckles. Something inside me snapped. The calm broke, replaced by my very own something darker. I threw him to the ground and my body moved on instinct. He scrambled back, his eyes wide with fear. “What the hell are you?” I didn’t answer. I lunged, my fist slamming into his jaw. He cried out, blood spraying from his mouth. “Stop!” he screamed, trying to crawl away. “I concede! Please I concede!” I grabbed him by the throat, pinning him to the ground. “I said I concede!” he choked out, his voice desp

Because they messed with the wrong pack. And this Alpha? This time… he’s not playing fair.

The revelation hit hard. "What about the Alpha?" "Alpha Dominic was poisoned four years ago. His body deteriorates day by day." "So the sister aims to take over." I swallowed, pieces clicking into place. "Yes. The Alpha will not survive this year." The wounded wolf murmured weakly. "So you are all traitors." He nodded faintly. "We work for the sister. The Alpha does not know." The man slumped deeper, veins bulging along his back as pain consumed him. "What is the name of the sister?" No answer came.

She followed him to the small quarters he'd kept since relinquishing the Alpha seal, and found him pulling an old, weathered book from beneath a loose floorboard she hadn't known existed in six years of visiting this room — a book bound in dark leather, considerably older than anything else Wren had seen at Nightshade, its pages covered in the same script from the vault beneath Ashenmoor. "I found this the year before you arrived," Ezra said, setting it carefully on the table between them. "Buried in the old records, mostly forgotten, the last surviving Nightshade Alpha's private journal before the pack fell into decline. I couldn't read most of it — the old script, same as the vault. Took m

Welcome back for my previous readers, and for those who are new to my stories. This book is the fourth book in my Twist of Fate Series: - The Wrong Alpha - A Twist of Fate? Delilah can't wait for her boyfriend to turn seventeen, for him to meet his Alpha wolf and be able to finally sense his fated mate. She's long since been predicted as his fated mate and they make the perfect couple, surely fate couldn't take an unexpected twist and take Delilah on a painful path she didn't expect?

I know a lot of words about the Alpha and I would have flown through the pack but since the alpha doesn't care, I don't care either. I jumped on my bed and started jumping happily. This is the best thing that ever happened to me. I was even screaming at the top of my voice. Well I wouldn't do that if I wasn't sure that there's no one around. Just in few days, I was sad and happy. I lost a complaining boyfriend and a few days later I got another, a sweet one and a powerful one at that. John might have thought me useless, so he can do me the way he wants but he just released me to my happy life. If not for that silly video he coaxed me into doing which I mistakenly sent to the Alpha and was su

Thane on the other hand didn't utter a word as he just stood there watching the whole drama Bridget was brewing. “Listen carefully, girl…you don’t speak to the Alpha unless he speaks to you first...Do you understand? You’re nothing here…. Nothing!!! And if you ever forget that again, I’ll make sure you regret it.” Bridget said as she turned to me. I nodded as my throat became dry and tears gathered in my eyes. “Was I really weak and Pathetic??” I asked myself. “Good …now apologize to the Alpha.” I looked at Thane with confusion in my face as I didn't understand why I was apologizing for a wrong I didn't commit.

The one that was supposed to be mine. "Him," I said. Asher followed my gaze and tensed. "The Alpha you're actually mated to." "Yes." "This is insane." "I know." He looked at me for a long moment. Then, impossibly, he smiled — grim and determined. "We're both being manipulated by a witch who wants to use your death for necromancy. At this point, what's a little more insanity?" Despite everything, I almost laughed. * * * But then Seraphine's voice cut through the celebration, sweet and poisonous.

“So you’re calling your Alpha a liar?” “I’m calling him misinformed.” A loud outrage catches the court like wildfire, and everywhere erupts into chaos.

He screams in pain and stands up on his back legs to swipe Deindra’s wolf with his other front paw. As an alpha wolf, there’s no doubt that Al is bigger than Deindra. Even though he is weak, his hits still pack a punch and Deindra released his hold on Al’s paw. Al could have ended it right there, but I guess the delirium that he got from the pain was still in effect because he started to become whoozy. I made a mistake. I was wrong to believe that Al could have handled the situation. We failed to consider the after effects that the curse would cause him. I shouldn’t have listened to him.