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Alpha Santa The Mate’s Fury
"Through the door,” he replies sarcastically, standing there shirtless, his infuriatingly smug smirk making my blood boil.Did he hear my thoughts?“What the hell are you doing here?” I stammer, embarrassment washing over me as my face flushes a deep crimson.He crosses his arms and leans casually against the wall, like he owns the place. “What does it look like? I’m doing my job.”“This is not your job!” I hiss, clutching the robe tighter to my chest. “You’re supposed to be—this is supposed to be—oh my God!”His grin widens, and he takes a slow step closer, his eyes dark with amusement. “What? You seemed like you were enjoying it.”“I didn’t know it was you!” I shout.“Well,” he says with a shrug, “now you do. Who else would dare touch your body if not me, your mate?”Again with his crazy word?My hands tremble as I grab my clothes, trying to ignore the heat coursing through my body. “This is wildly unprofessional! You—ugh, you’re impossible!”“I’m impossible?” He repeats, his tone d
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Alpha Santa The Eyes That See
Piper."You know nothing, Piper," Zoe spat, her face a mess of streaked mascara and tear-stained cheeks, but her eyes burn with a stubbornness that catches me off guard."Zoe, no," I plead desperately. "You’re not going back to him. Not after everything he’s done to you. He doesn’t deserve your pity—he doesn’t deserve you."She jerks her arms free, her eyes narrowing at me as if I’ve said something offensive and unforgivable. “You don’t get to decide that,” she snaps, her voice shaking with anger and something else—maybe fear. “Zack needs me now more than ever. He’s hurt, and I’m not going to abandon him.”“Zoe, he dragged you by your hair and—”“It wasn’t a big deal!” she yells, cutting me off. My mouth falls open in shock. “What happened… It’s not some big, unforgivable thing, okay? So he cheated—so what? That’s between me and Zack, not you. Stay out of it.”“Not a big deal?” I repeat, my voice rising despite myself. “He dragged you, Zoe! Like you were some—some piece of furniture h
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Alpha Santa When Sparks Fly
PiperMy chest tightens, the air in my lungs refusing to move as if an invisible hand is squeezing the life out of me. Pain lances through me, sharp and unrelenting, like a knife twisting deeper with every breath I can’t take.I lurch forward instinctively, my hand grasping his wrist before he can step away.“No!” I cry, my voice cracking. Sparks dance up my arm at the contact, igniting something I can’t name, but I shove the feeling aside. “Please, don’t go.”Elijah freezes under my touch. His muscles stiff beneath my hand, but he doesn’t turn around.“I’m sorry,” I whisper, swallowing the lump in my throat. “I’m just—my head is all over the place. A mess. I’m scared, Elijah.” My words come out shaky and fast, tumbling over each other. “My ex-boyfriend is making my life miserable, and I need your help. I need you to be my fake husband more than ever. Please help me. I need this—so he’ll finally leave me the fuck alone for good.”Finally, he turns, his dark blue eyes locking onto mine
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Piper's Throughout the night, sleep evades me like a cruel joke. My bed is comfortable—too comfortable, actually. Yet every time I close my eyes, Elijah’s face is there. His smirk, the warmth of his lips on my cheek, the way he said, “Dream of me.” It’s like he’s haunting me, and I’m not even mad about it.By 3 a.m., I give up. Grabbing my phone, I scroll mindlessly, and there it is—Adam’s name glowing on the screen. Missed calls. Messages. Voice notes. My stomach twists, but this time, it’s different.I stare at his name, and without overthinking, my thumb hovers over the block button. The memory of Elijah’s kiss gives me the courage to press it. The second I do, I exhale loudly, like a weight has been lifted off my chest. For the first time in forever, I feel free. His voice notes and messages? Deleted without a second thought.By morning, my body feels lighter, even if my mind still races. I stand in front of the sink, brushing my teeth, staring at my reflection in the mirror. The
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Piper.I gape at him, caught off guard by the arrogance lacing his words. “No,” I snap, recovering. “The CEO got me this dress. Who the hell is Santa anyway? I’ve never heard of such a name.”His grin falters just a little, but he quickly recovers, his eyes dancing with amusement. “Santa,” he repeats, his tone dripping with mockery, “is an Alpha who can grant your every wish. But I suppose if you’d rather believe it was the CEO…”My jaw drops. “Wait, are you saying…”His eyes flick to my dress again, a knowing gleam in his gaze. “Exactly what you’re thinking.”My head spins as I connect the dots. The CEO. The dress. Could he mean...?“Are you saying the CEO—”“Shh,” he interrupts, pressing a finger to his lips. “Let’s keep some things a mystery, hmm?”I open my mouth to argue but snap it shut, my cheeks burning. His cocky smirk is infuriating, yet something about it is disarming. Before I can fire back, he leans in slightly, his voice dropping to a whisper."Enjoy the exhibition, Pipe
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ElijahShe stands there, looking breathtaking in the red dress I personally chose for her. It takes everything in me not to pull her close, bend her over one of the tables, and show her just how badly I need her. But what drives me mad is the way other men are eyeing her, lust in their gazes. I want to punch each one of them in the face, wipe that look off their faces.But then, I hear Piper’s voice, defending me—the CEO—and it eats at me like slow-burning poison. She sounded so adamant, almost... hopeful. It haunts me, like she was imagining some Cinderella fairy tale where the rich, charming CEO sweeps her off her feet and showers her with luxurious gifts, like the dress.The dress.The one I thought I had given her as "Santa."Goddammit.I grip the edge of the tray in my hand tighter, imagining it snapping in two. The urge to break it is overwhelming, but I force myself to set it down carefully on a nearby table before I do something stupid like throwing it across the room. My jaw
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Piper’sThe door clicks shut behind me, and I lean against it, exhaling the frustration I’ve been nursing all night. I’m ready to hurl my heels across the room when my gaze catches on something huge leaning against the far wall."What the hell?" I murmur, straightening up. Wrapped in shimmering decorative paper and tied with an oversized crimson bow, the package looks ridiculously out of place in my room.Curiosity replaces my anger. I walk toward it, fingers itching to tear off the wrapping. "Who even…?" I trail off as I grab the edge of the bow, yanking it loose.The paper crinkles under my hands as I tear it away, my heart already racing with anticipation.And then there it is—the wolf painting.I freeze, staring at it in awe. Its piercing, haunting eyes seem to lock onto mine, just as they had back at the exhibition. I’d fallen in love with this painting then, aching to own it but knowing I could never afford it.Now, here it is, in my room."Did I say screw the painting?" I whisp
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Alpha Santa Golden Eyes
PiperThe breakfast room buzzes with soft chatter and the clinking of silverware against fine china. I stab a piece of melon with my fork and glance across the table at Zoe, who looks like she’s trying to blend in with the seats. Her eyes dart nervously around the room, as if she’s expecting Zack to burst in at any moment.I lean forward, lowering my voice."I don't think he would dare come to you here, especially with eyes watching, so relax and eat."Zoe freezes mid-bite, her croissant hovering just inches from her lips. She places it back on her plate with and exhales sharply. "Honestly, it was like... like an eye-opener, you know? Like the slap was exactly what I needed to finally see him for who he really is.”“Zoe…” I start softly, but she barrels on.“He started apologising right after, of course. Begging me to stay, crying like some pathetic little boy. But I kicked him in the dick and ran out of there.” She gives me a wry smile, but there’s no humour in her eyes. “Pretty sure
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Alpha Santa The Wild Ride Continues
Elijah’s POV I arrive at the location, my jaw tightening the moment I recognize it. Of course, it had to be here—our father’s mansion. The man barely sets foot in the human world anymore, but this place still reeks of memories I’d rather bury six feet under. I should’ve known Nicholas would run straight to the only man who ever indulged his darkness. I don’t bother knocking. The front door is unlocked, swinging open with an eerie creak. The house is silent, unnaturally so, like no one’s lived here in years. But I know better. The stench of death lingers in the air, unmistakable, leading me like a beacon. Nicholas. I follow the scent, step after step, down the long, dimly lit hallway. My fingers itch to unsheath my claws, but I force them to stay human. I don’t need my wolf for this—I just need to end it. Then, I see the door slightly ajar at the end of the hall. My heartbeat slows, steady and controlled, as I push it open. Nicholas sits slumped in a chair, his head hanging low,
Alpha Santa Poison at the Table
Elijah stands at the head of the dining table, looking effortlessly handsome. My parents pause for a moment, taking him in, and I don’t miss the way my mother’s breath hitches, or the way Paige’s eyes widen slightly.I smirk, stepping forward. “Mum, Dad, meet my mate—”I catch my slip and quickly correct myself. “I mean, my husband.”Elijah’s lips twitch with amusement as he extends a hand. “Elijah,” he introduces himself smoothly, his deep voice like silk. His gaze is sharp yet undeniably charming. “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”My mother stares at him like he’s a god. “He’s so… handsome.” She exhales shakily. “I’ve never seen anyone with such deep blue eyes…”I flick my gaze to Paige, whose jaw is slightly slack as she drinks in Elijah’s presence. A slow smirk spreads across my face as I lean back. “What about Greg?” I ask innocently. “Didn’t invite him for dinner? Oh, I bet he’s too busy running away with Mum and Dad’s fortune.” I laugh, a sharp, hollow sound, wiping an imagina
Alpha Santa The Prodigal Daughter
The bar is dimly lit, filled with the stale scent of alcohol and desperation. I weave through the crowd, my sharp gaze scanning every face, every shadowed corner.Then I hear it.A sharp, sickening slap.My ears perk up, my werewolf senses sharpening, and the unmistakable sound of a man's leering voice cuts through the noisy bar.“Come on, sweetheart. Just be nice to me.”“No—let go of me!” a familiar voice protests, laced with exhaustion and humiliation.I snap my head in the direction of the voice and my breath catches in my throat when I see her.Paige.But she’s unrecognizable. Her once-bright blonde hair is dull and faded, her face hollow and tired, her once-proud stance reduced to something small and beaten down. She looks like a ghost of herself.A filthy man with a bulging stomach and greasy hands grips her arm, his fingers digging into her skin as he smirks down at her. His other hand lifts again, about to strike—I move.Before his hand makes contact, I shoot forward with in
Alpha Santa Unwelcome Home
Elijah takes my hands, his thumb running slowly over my knuckles."Are you ready?"We stand before his massive black wolf painting, the creature’s eyes glowing faintly, watching us—as if aware, as if waiting. This journey is different. This time we are leaving Zoe and Ryder in charge of the pack until we return.I swallow, my gaze flickering to the new painting beside it—my wolf. My own portal to the human world. It still feels surreal knowing I now have access to both worlds. No longer just a human. No longer powerless."Yeah… just nervous," I admit.Elijah’s lips curl into a soft smile. "You’ll be fine, my Luna."His voice drops to a low, melodic hum as he begins to chant, the ancient words rolling off his tongue like a song only wolves understand."Na'vethar ka vethril, se'reythar ka mor'zhil dharani."(Open the gate, reveal the path to the mortal realm.)The moment the words leave his lips, the painting in front of us trembles, the canvas rippling like water disturbed by a stone.
Alpha Santa The Coronation
Elijah Two weeks have passed, and yet, I still replay that moment in my head—Piper standing in front of my pack members, fierce and unyielding, defending me with every ounce of fire in her. My mate. My Luna.I should have forced them all to their knees, made them submit with my Alpha command, or cast them out into the streets for their disrespect. But I didn’t. Because I understand their frustration. I know why they acted the way they did. And that’s the difference between a tyrant and a true leader.That doesn’t mean my patience isn’t wearing thin.Right now, I’m sitting at the head of the long council table, my fingers drumming against the polished wood, as the elders argue amongst themselves like a bunch of squabbling hens. My jaw tightens. They’ve been pushing me, testing me, thinking I’ll break under their bullshit.Elder Marcus, the smug bastard, leans forward with a smirk. "Alpha Elijah, the two weeks are up. There has been no announcement of a pregnancy, which means—""Which
Alpha Santa A Pack in Denial
PiperThe crowd erupts into laughter—not just a few chuckles or scattered snickers, but a full-blown roar of amusement, as if I’ve just told the most ridiculous joke of the century.The elderly woman who spoke first sneers, her wrinkled face twisting with disdain. “Respect?” she repeats mockingly. “Alpha Elijah doesn’t deserve our respect anymore. He abandoned us for five years—five years while the curse took hold of our people. And now, he waltzes back in as if nothing happened?" Her gaze shifts to Elijah, her expression a mix of contempt and sorrow. "Where was he when we needed him?"The hostility in the air is suffocating.Elijah’s jaw clenches, but he remains silent. Beside him, Ryder looks ready to pounce, his hands curled into tight fists at the blatant disrespect toward his Alpha.Another elder, a man with a hunched back and eyes clouded with age but still burning with resentment, raises his voice. "We suffered. How many years have passed without us seeing our children and gran
Alpha Santa A Rocky Welcome
Piper’s POVLast night was hell.Even with the walls separating us, I could hear Zoe crying. The sound of it seeped into my bones, and no matter how much I tried to shut it out, it clung to me, thick and heavy. Her pain was suffocating. My heart ached for her, and I cried too—maybe it was the pregnancy hormones, or maybe it was just because I couldn’t stand hearing her break like that.When I woke up, my eyes were swollen, and my head pounding from the lack of sleep. Elijah had told me Ryder finally broke the news to Zoe about her babies, and since then, she hadn’t stopped crying. At one point, I even wished I wasn’t a werewolf, that I was still human—because then I wouldn’t have to hear every gut-wrenching sob.Now, as I step out into the cold morning air, I wipe my swollen eyes and make my way toward the entrance of the Luna Court. Elijah had told me we’d be leaving today, that I didn’t need to pack—not that I had much to begin with. Honestly, I was relieved to leave this place behi
Alpha Santa The Road to Healing
Piper’s POVI sprint down the hallway, my breaths coming in sharp, panicked bursts. The walls blur past me, the thick scent of antiseptic and blood clinging to the air, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop.Please, let Zoe be okay. Let the babies survive.The thought of her lifeless, her babies lost forever to Serena’s dark magic, squeezes my heart, making it harder to breathe.I push through the clinic doors, and the sight before me makes my stomach drop.Zoe lies on the hospital bed, pale and fragile, her body covered in wires and IV drips. Ryder is sitting beside her, his large hand cradling hers, his thumb gently stroking her skin as if his touch alone could keep her anchored to this world.A sob escapes my lips before I can stop it.Ryder’s head snaps up, his tired eyes meeting mine. His face is etched with grief, exhaustion lining every sharp angle of his jaw. He bows his head slightly in acknowledgement before pressing a lingering kiss to Zoe’s knuckles. Then, he carefully places her
Alpha Santa The Last Breath of Evil
Her scream reverberates through the walls, sending my heart into a frenzied rhythm. But I stay pressed against the cold surface, keeping up the act.Serena glares, her chest rising and falling. “I have lived a thousand years,” she hisses. “And I am so close to becoming truly immortal. If I have to destroy all of you a thousand times to get there, then so be it.”She gestures toward Zoe with a flick of her wrist. “Your friend and her unborn children? They’ll give me, what? A hundred years at most? But you, Piper…”She steps closer, her cold breath ghosting against my skin.“The baby growing inside of you… your soul…” She smirks, her voice dropping to a whisper, laced with something dark and triumphant. “That will unlock my immortality.”My entire body goes still.Did she just say…?I have a baby growing inside me?I’m pregnant? Right now?Fuck.A lump rises in my throat as I lift my gaze to Zoe. She meets my eyes with a tired, sad smile—a silent congratulations, though she looks like s
