All Chapters of Alpha, Not Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Alpha SorenStanding on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the valley below, I still feel as if I cannot breathe. The wind whipped through my dark hair, and my sharp, amber eyes scanned the horizon. Despite the strength and authority, I projected, an unease settled deep within me since I saw Megan last. Sure, I had rejected Meg, convinced she was nothing more than an omega- not the mate bond. And that mistake has haunted me every day since. And yesterday- I gulp- she'd tried to break the bond. She’s been unaware of it before... If I hadn’t been there, she would have done it. That burned into my soul. If my mate knew the proper way to reject me, she would have gone through with it... “Soren,” a gruff voice called out from behind him. Once again Will had to search for him because he’d turned off both his wolf and phone. At forty-five, Will had seen his fair share of battles and leadership changes, and his wisdom was invaluable to me even though he irritated me with his nagging. I mean,

Alpha Soren The White Mountain pack’s territory was in turmoil. And only getting worse. A human mutilated body just before the bridge this morning. As if the brutal murders had not already shaken the pack to its core, the body of the human- mutilated along the borders would now be cause for the humans to become involved. Sure enough, by nine in the morning, the local sheriff had two patrol cars inside their pack’s property. Soren hated that. The authorities always had stupid questions to ask and sometimes when they did not have enough time to ‘clean up’, even stupider questions were asked; “Why is that looking like blood on the floor?” “Cuz you’re on a farm, sir? And we slaughter animals here?” Will would handle them outside. Indoors, I fume. Our once-peaceful forest now felt ominous, with shadows lurking behind every tree. Fear was a palpable force, spreading through the pack like wildfire. And as the leader, I was at the centre of it all. Everyone looked to me to solve it. M

Meg The late morning sun filtered through the pickup as Jax, Kenzie and I drove into the parking lot on the outskirts of town. The forest around us this morning was too alive with the sounds of nature, birds chirping, and leaves rustling in the gentle breeze for me to handle. I think I got too accustomed to city life. Jax loved it, however. Exiting, we head to the bazaar, Mackenzie skipping along, between us, her dark curls bouncing with each step. She held tightly to Jax’s hand, her bright brown eyes, so much like Soren’s. But instead of broody, hers was wide with excitement. Red decided today would be a day she would spend with Logan. I glanced over at Jax, a soft smile playing on my lips. There was a calmness to him that I had come to cherish, a steadiness that balanced out the turbulence of my past. I watched as he effortlessly lifted Mackenzie over a small puddle, and she giggled with delight. “Careful there, little one,” Jax said, his voice warm as he set her back on the g

Beta WillThe air in the packhouse was thick with the scent of smoked meats and the earthy aroma of freshly tanned hides. I observed everyone because the alpha had his mind preoccupied with his mate. The mate that attempted to reject him on day one of meeting him even though Soren had already announced to the pack that he found their luna. Then he learned that Logan had accepted his mate- so why didn’t the alpha follow suit and accept his? It baffled me what was going on. It is evident- to me anyway...possibly because my power is stronger because of my rank that I picked up on it. But the girl is familiar somehow. Another thing I sensed was that she and Soren have a history. So again... why didn’t Soren accept the bond? Soren led Megan through the wide halls, their footsteps echoing off the wooden floors. This side of the mansion is rarely used now. Once bustling with activity, now felt quieter, partly due to the tension brought on by the murders and partly because of the impendi

Alpha Soren's“Did you?” I roar, my voice breaking through the tension between us. She stands across the room, calm, too calm, as if she’s unaffected by the storm raging inside me. How can she be so damn composed when everything between us is crumbling? My wolf snarls, straining against the thin control I have left. She begins, but I cut her off with a harsh snarl. The wolf in me wants to rip her words from her mouth, to silence the lie before it even has a chance to form. I barely am aware of what happened next. My mate- my chosen mate has been living with this man? I had been under the impression she had been babysitting his child and she- The sound of wood splintering under my fist echoes in the empty office, but I barely register it. The desk shatters like it’s made of twigs, pieces flying in every direction. My breath comes out in ragged gasps, each exhale laced with a growl that I can’t suppress. I feel my wolf pushing at the surface, desperate to break free, to tear somethi