All Chapters of Hell's Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Days, or weeks, or months ago…Dargan’s POVI knew I was close to a pack. The Blackwood Pack, if memory served me right, but for all I cared, it would be the Blue Lagune, and I wouldn’t give less of a fuck. I’d parked my truck a couple of miles back on an old, deserted road and had shifted into my wolf, going for a long well-deserved run after almost a week in my human skin.It felt good being on all fours again. Being a werewolf and stuck in the human world was a nightmare for an alpha wolf. All werewolves needed to shift just like we needed air to breathe. Being stuck in the city grated on my nerves and I’d become gradually more irritated, to the point where I was even telling my manager off. And considering that the man controlled my paycheck, I knew a run was long overdue.I’d been running around, hunting and just soaking up the sun, when I heard the first scream. The sun was getting low, and I was on my way back to the truck, so I paused, wondering if it was my mind playing games

Nope, still wasting away here…Dargan’s POVI was left alone for some time after that. This time I managed to keep time by the meals that came and went into the cell. Which seriously should have been my first clue that something was amiss.Never trust anyone who’s trying to feed you…Everything else remained the same. Until one day when the cell door opened and the man from earlier entered. The dead girl’s father. He looked pretty much the same, but for some reason, he didn’t have a rank anymore. Oh, he was definitely still a very powerful wolf, but now he didn’t hold a position within the pack now…Wondered what happened there?Not that I asked. Hell, I didn’t say anything despite him looking at me expectantly. As if waiting for me to say something. Again, I didn’t. Mostly because whatever insanity had overtaken me the other day had left and I was back to being somewhat normal. The other reason was simple: I learned from a young age that if you kept quiet, you would hear a lot…“I wa

In my defense, I never said it was a short story…Dargan’s POVI’ll be honest.I didn’t know that my uncle had joined the Council of Elders. But thinking back it did make sense. His father before him had been a member and while it wasn’t a “family” thing, having nothing better to do (since he was the “baby brother” to the alpha) it made sense he joined them. My father and he never got along very well anyway and if he didn’t look and smelled exactly like my father, I probably wouldn’t have known it was him.I’d been moved to an interrogation room and was now sitting in front of the three Elders – my uncle, another male I didn’t know, and a female I remembered also was at my trial 15 years ago. My uncle stood as I entered the room, along with the other members of the Elders Council, and gestured for me to take a seat. As if this was a job interview and not my fucking life on the line…My plan had been for them to show up at some point, but I didn’t expect them to be here this early in t

Dargan’s POV“This is…,” Ashton mumbled looking around with a look of disgust on his face. “Depressing.”Well, seeing as he came from a pack that had enough money to wipe their asses with it, I understood that he found the “cabin in the woods”-look sort of depressing. The packhouse was barely a one-and-a-half-story building, with some desks scattered across the main floor and a closed-off office in the back. The bathroom was cramped next to what looked like some kind of enforced holding cells and to top it all off:No AC!Already it was better than most dumps I’d been living at. Because seriously, have you heard the noise a broken AC makes? Let me tell you, it’s enough to make people consider murdering someone.Or suicide!Whichever gets you out of there the fastest…“What? You expected hell to be an amusement park, Ashton?” I smirked as I stood beside him and for now, just threw my bags on the ground.“My name is---” he grumbled but cut himself off mid-sentence and hopelessly shook h

Dargan’s POVSomething was wrong!I knew that as soon as I got to the first floor. I’d sat back for a while, watching the little minx take her frustration out in the kitchen before disappearing downstairs to what I could only imagine was her private bedroom. Then I decided that I needed to find my own room, take a shower and then find something to eat.And that’s when I knew.There was a scent in the air that felt all too familiar to me. The scent of tears, pain, and blood. My wolf pushed forward and I tracked the scent down. As I got closer, I heard it too.The whimpers.Begging to make it stop!The sobs…My wolf was going crazy inside my mind and I felt him push me hard. My own heart was racing and a part of me felt like it was on fire. I needed to find her!I needed to---I finally found the correct door. It was locked but I wasn’t about to let something like that stop me. I pulled out the knob