Who Killed Alpha Novels & Stories

We go about this dance for way too long. “What do you know of our previous Alpha?” Charles asks us. I shrug, not knowing what my answer should be because my mind has gone numb. “He was murdered by rogues,” Rita states matter-of-factly. “He was attacked by rogues,” he says, correcting her. “He was away from base, and no one bore witness to the events that took place…except for Ryan, his younger brother.” “And your current Alpha,” Rita adds. Charles nods. Jeraoul and Lenor are still staring at me. I try not to notice.

Some of the elders had to stop and look at their fellow to ascertain they weren't hallucinating and didn't hear wrongly. “Dead?!” another elder shouted. “How is that possible?! Who did this?! What do you mean Darren is dead? No one can kill him! Are you trying to deceive us right now? Who killed him!!? We have to know. We have every right to know what happened to our Alpha.” “I did,” I answered calmly. “I killed your alpha because he does not deserve to be ruler of this pack. I put an end to his miserable life so that he can rest in Hades.”

he went on, “the Alpha of that pack left with his family. His mate. His children. A small escort. They were confident. After all, they were returning from what was supposed to be a successful negotiation.” The elder’s voice darkened. “They never made it home.” A few elders shifted uneasily. “There was an ambush,” the elder said. “On the road. Precise. Coordinated. The escort was overwhelmed.” Alec’s fingers curled slowly against his arms. “The Alpha was killed,” the elder continued, his tone grave. “So was his mate. So were his children.” The words settled heavily in the room. “No survivors,” the elder finished quietly. Alec stared at him. “And you’re saying—”

"In life, we will not meet. In death, we will not disturb." As the last word fell, I felt the mate bond inside me begin to tear. A wave of excruciating pain hit me, but I gritted my teeth and stood firm. Marcus let out a howl of agony, blood spraying from his lips. The moment the bond shattered completely, he nearly passed out. "The rite is complete," the Alpha King declared. "From this moment on, you are no longer mates." Marcus collapsed to the floor, his eyes vacant. "Adrin," he said, his voice trembling. "Come here."

I heard one of the men say, and my eyes widened in shock. At this moment of shock, I almost let out a gasp, but I was quick to cover my mouth, preventing any sound from making its way out of it. "I also wish we didn’t have to buy it, but we have been paid for it. Dawn had given us money to kill him and make sure no one knows where he is, so here it is, we have to kill him," they said, and I clenched my fists at the mention of Dawn’s name, she had to be the most heartless woman in the world because how could she even want to kill the alpha? What had he done to her?

“We didn’t ask, Alpha.” “Why the fuck didn’t you?” “Well, you know how fast he drives. We weren’t able to stop him, and even if we had stopped him, he wouldn’t say anything because he was on a special errand.” Oh fuck, Kyle and I are the only people who knew he was missing. The rest all thought he just left on a special errand for me. “I need to do some rounds, Alpha. Just calling to notify you.” “Keep up the good work, Mitch.”

But she couldn't. Not yet. Not like this. Because if she killed him now, in his sleep, his pack would hunt her down. Would tear her apart for killing their Alpha. And Carlos, wherever he was, would become a target. They'd blame him. Frame it as his influence. Use it as justification to wipe out every wolf associated with either of them. No. It had to be done right. Had to be public. Had to be in a way that exposed Lars for what he was. That made it clear she was defending herself. That left no room for his pack to martyr him or twist the narrative.

The once-mighty Alpha was on the floor like a dog, pleading for scraps. Before I could respond, a terrifying pressure descended upon the entire lobby. It was ten times stronger than Lucas's power at its peak. Damon stepped out from behind me. He didn't even shift. A single, cold glance was all it took. Lucas screamed as he was slammed flat against the floor, unable to even lift his head. It was the absolute dominance of a royal Alpha over a common wolf—a bloodline command. "Who is this filthy dog?" Damon moved to my side, his arm sliding possessively around my waist as he glared down at Lucas. "Your ex?"

TWENTY YEARS EARLIER There was a problem no one spoke about openly.An Alpha without an heir. In the werewolf world, that was more than a weakness—it was a crack in power. A silent invitation for others to question, to challenge, to take. Mr. Vale was not just any man, He was the great Alpha,Strong, Feared, Respected. But even strength had limits, his limit lived quietly inside his home. His wife was human, he wanted something outside power. He cherished genuine love with her. Thinking love will be enough. He was wrong. Years passed, and no child came. They tried every second they had, but they couldn't get it.

she finishes. “How did you kill her?” Allah Sven asks from behind me, startling me. “Fredja was the one who killed her!” I snap at me. “And don't sneak up on me.” “I didn't sneak up on you, you just have poor senses.” “You-” “Enough, you two,” Alpha Maddox stops us. “This back and forth between you two is getting old and on everyone’s nerves.” “Exactly!” Alpha Kane exclaims from his position on the couch.