Zulu Alpha

Rachel had always envisioned herself rising to the coveted position of the next beta in the prestigious Sandstone Pack. However, her dreams took an unexpected turn when her mother orchestrated a marriage between her and James Nighthawk, the future Alpha. Despite her mother's insistence that this union would elevate their pack's status, Rachel saw it as an intrusion on her personal ambitions. Reluctantly, she went along with the wedding, but fate had a surprise in store. On her wedding day, a mysterious stranger appeared out of nowhere, revealing himself to be Rachel's fated mate and throwing her carefully laid plans into disarray.

Xavier, the king of all Alphas, has been searching for his mate for nearly a decade and is about to turn thirty, but mates are expected to be found at the age of sixteen in the typical werewolf realm. Every year, balls are organized in various packs to find his mate, but all prove useless, causing him to lose hope and wonder if the Moon goddess ever gave him one. Alyssa, an innocent girl who will turn 16 in a few days, is concerned about leaving her grandmother when she meets her soulmate. Her grandmother is the only family member she has ever known, even though they are not related by blood. What will happen when she discovers that the ruler of all Alphas is her mate and that he is far too mature to be her uncle or brother? Will she accept or reject the bond between them? And also, will she be able to hold her ground, or will she crumble as secrets about her identity begin to surface?

His dark eyes roved her body from head to toe as he sized her up. The intent in them speaks volumes of her ruination. "Strip!" She stiffened and blinked in a haze of raw fear as he prowled towards her. Involuntarily she took a step back then another and another all the while keeping her fear-filled eyes fixed on him before her back touched the wall. She flinched and the very next second he was looming over her like a crazed beast. He rested his arm on the wall above her head and leaned down peering at her big hazel hues with that evil smirk dancing on his sinful lips. "Are you afraid, human?" His deep raspy voice and his aura were ominously dark and dominant that her knees buckled. Her chin jutted out in a fearful tact as she tried not to cry in front of her tormentor. His smoldering eyes fell on his favorite items, her trembling plump lips, and quivering chin. "Strip for me Ava or else," He edged closer as his hot raspy breath caressed the shell of her ear like the whisper of death as he continued. "I will not hesitate to tear your clothes!" He growled, animalistically.

Arya Bithwood is the daughter to an alpha king of pack Lacuna, she hates the responsibilities of being of royal blood and being born into a kingdom pack of fighters and warriors she has been trained to be a warrior since the day she was born. Her whole family are of warrior blood, so when an alliance is formed between their pack and the pack Solasta she would never have imagined that King Dimitri's son would be her fated mate. Adonis Thorin is her mate but her brother Sean demands that she reject him, will Arya follow her heart or stay loyal to her brother's wishes?

Prologue : La Naissance d'une Alpha La lune brillait haut dans le ciel, drapant la forêt de Croissant Blanc d'une lueur argentée. Les ombres dansaient entre les arbres, et le vent murmurait des secrets anciens, porteurs de destin. Je suis née sous cette même lune, il y a vingt et un hivers. Une nuit où les loups hurlèrent plus fort que jamais, comme pour saluer mon arrivée. Amarah Raven un nom qui résonne comme une promesse, comme un avertissement. Mon père, l’Alpha, me regarda avec des yeux emplis de fierté et de crainte. Il savait déjà ce que cela signifiait. Une fille, oui, mais pas n’importe laquelle. La future Alpha de la Meute de Croissant Blanc. Les anciens racontent que notre lignée est bénie par la lune elle-même, que notre sang porte la force des tempêtes et la ruse des ombres. Nous sommes la plus grande meute, la plus redoutée. Et un jour, ce sera à moi de mener nos frères et sœurs, de protéger notre territoire, de faire couler le sang si nécessaire. Mais pour l’instant… je dois encore prouver que je suis digne. Car une Louve-garou ne devient pas Alpha sans combat. Et moi, Amarah Raven, je suis prête à me battre.

Alpha Kevin's life became officially haunted the moment his most cherished being fell to the blades of the Lycan. Darkness became his best friend and he thirsted for revenge like his soul depended on it. He swore to punish the Lycan, Alpha of Alphas at all cost. But that course changed when he met his mate. The light to his darkness until he finds out, his deeply loved mate is the daughter of the Lycan. Will Alpha Kevin forget his long birthed vengeance or will he Rebel against Love?

The Alpha's daughter of a rival pack, the last living pack member of the Blood Moon pack was taken by The Black River Alpha and was going to be forced to be mated to one of his three sons when she turned 18 to use her strong bloodline for heirs. There starts to be random disappearances and then people start turning up dead. No one has any clues or ideas of who is doing it. No one suspects that the weak, scared, timid girl was actually a trained assassin since birth, and she is out for a revenge she has planned since the day she was taken.

Two people blinded by rage, controlled by revenge For Lucius, being abandoned by his own family to die was his awakening, and having to survive the cruel world without his eyes was even worse. He was angry, at everyone and at the universe. For Vesta, finding out she was mated to the same reason her whole life was in shambles was fate’s way of mocking her. Alpha Lucius murdered her parents in cold blood, leaving her to the mercy of her uncles She would rather die than to be mated to someone like him. Lucius would rather die than be rejected by his own mate, his only shot at having a family.

Luke lost his parents when he was just a baby and have no memory of them. Traumatised by the tragic loss of them Luke has no wolf. He is raised by his aunt with the help of the packs Beta and his daughter Kate but growing up in a wolfpack without a wolf and no parents has made Luke a natural target of cruel and violent bullying at the hand of the packs Alpha. But at the arrival of the beautiful and enchanting Supreme Alpha everything changes. They are clearly drawn to one another by an invisible and undescribable bond and as Luke hears the call of his wolf he decides to leave everything he knows and love behind to pledge himself to the Supreme Alpha who promises him the world. But little does he know that this decision will not only alter his destiny but also uncover the tragic secretes of his past and about his parents. His destiny being intwined with the Supreme Alpha unfolds into an unhealthy and twisted relationship which is about to get even worse when he learns the truth about his beloved Supreme. The people he loved and put his trust in may not be who they say. But in end who should he trust and more important who should he love?

Amira Altaha has lived her entire 18 years alongside the natural - and supernatural. In her hometown city of Morrowfalls, it isn't unknown to be working side by side with a furry friend, or scaly, or one that floats. She can't imagine life without this diverse culture, especially not her longtime boyfriend, Isaac Lund. Despite their differences of her being a human and him being a werewolf, it takes one meeting during junior year of high school for them to fall head over heels for each other. Amira understands that one day Isaac might find his mate in someone who isn't her, but he makes his own vow to be with her until the very end. This promise is upheld for five blissful years - until the day Isaac turns 18, and meets Eris Morin, daughter to the Alpha of the Silverhowl Pack - and his new mate. ~ “Is this another attempt at avoiding me?” he asks. Goosebumps rise on her skin as his lower lip subtly brushes against hers while he speaks, his breath warm and sweet on her tongue. “What if it is?” She is surprised at how strong her voice sounds despite how much her chest is trembling. His fingers tighten their grip on her chin and waist, his already dark eyes darkening further. “I’ll say this only once so listen close, sweetheart – there isn’t anywhere in this world you can go where I won’t find you, and as cute as this game of dog and squirrel has been, I am only willing to play for so long. It’s best for you to give up now; I always win.”