All Chapters of The Alpha With a Heart of Stone: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Nivia's pov“You…” He growled lowly.I did not want to turn around, recognizing the voice of the person I had grown to hate over the past few months.The whole evening I had searched for this delicious scent of burned wood and marshmallow. It’s a scent that isn’t just delicious, but there are memories tied to it. Memories of having smores with my great grandparents and my grandparents.Memories of them sharing laughs and drinks around the fireplaces while I listened to their stories.My favourites were the love stories, and second came the ones of war.While war isn’t something to celebrate, they told their stories in such a way that made the fighting almost sound romantic. They weren’t just fighting to protect themselves, but those they loved.I had the privilege of never having personally witnessed a war.My parents had made alliances and deals to make sure our kind wasn’t destroying each other over different world views or territory disclaims.It wasn’t always easy, and there were

Ford’s povThe gall of this young lady.‘Your mate.’ Callum, my wolf reminded me.How could I forget?I looked up at the moon as Nivia Evelien Leia Omari ran in her wolf form, her white wolf moving so quickly that it almost looked like a stripe passing by me.Why, after so many years, would I meet my mate now?For years my pack had urged me to find my mate. Eventually, when I turned 25, they decided I should have a chosen mate.Having an heir was important, as was evident by my presence in the pack.I was never meant to lead the Nightclaw pack. My brother, who I had never met, was to take over. But then, the Omari clan decided to wage war once again.Their family has a tendency to be in the middle of every dispute or war on their continent.I was in England at the time, unaware of what was happening across the ocean. I knew who my father was, and I was also keenly privy to the fact that he didn’t want anything to do with me.Not until he and his heir lost their lives during the war. T

Nivia’s povIt hurt. I am a strong and confident person, but it hurts to be treated this way. To be just regarded as nothing.I’ve left my home and my family to join Alpha Dashwood. And not because I wanted to either!He came up with this idea, but now he treats me like an unwanted guest.Beta Samuel placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed softly, “It will be fine. I’ll ask one of the omegas to show you around. I need to work as well, but perhaps you could come by later and meet Sarah?”I swallowed the lump in my throat and smiled, “that sounds great.”We had not spoken much, but occasionally, when I called or emailed to check on something, Sam answered instead of Alpha Dashwood.Since he wasn’t a total ass like my mate, we would make some small talk. Nothing much, but enough for me to know the beta is nothing like my mate.My wolf didn’t like me insulting my mate, ‘you should get to know him better.’But his words and actions today were enough for me to know this man had no heart

Nivia’s povIt annoyed him so damn much when I talked, so I kept going, not giving my mate a moment of rest from my voice.He had treated me like crap, and while I have given in to Gwyn’s request to stay here and give Alpha Dashwood another chance, it doesn’t mean I’m going to make it easy. Besides, I’m a nervous talker. So talking just comes naturally to me in awkward situations. I get it from my grandma. Well, both of them. All of them? I chuckled as I thought of all the women in my family.Grandma Lily is a great talker, but she can be pretty quiet when she’s busy painting. Then there’s Grandma April, who can’t get a word in when she’s around Grandpa Cy. They’re all actually my great-grandparents, but that’s a mouthful. Then there are my real grandparents, Grandma Leia and Grandma Eve. Eve isn’t as talkative as Leia.She did teach us all Dutch, which is a nice skill to have. Maybe I need to start cursing in Dutch to avoid more fights with Asswood.Out of all the grandparents, Gran

Ford’s povWhile I worked at the packhouse with my beta, I let the door remain open.‘Let?’ Callum asked mockingly. ‘You wanted to hear Sarah and Nivia talk.’Nivia seemed much more at ease around Sarah. They spoke freely, and I listened as they spoke about various topics. While I was not pleased to hear the way Nivia talked about me in the manner she did, I had expected worse.Hearing her laugh, seemingly carefree, was delightful.It was a bit loud, though.It seemed my mate was refraining from insulting me, which I appreciated. So, I repaid my mate the favour by holding my tongue for the rest of the day whenever she did something untoward.Mostly, that is. At times refraining from speaking felt impossible. It’s common for me to share my disapproval with my pack and family. I expect them to behave a certain way, and when they don’t, I teach them how to do things the right way.I watched Nivia read to my children before bed and considered it a pleasant surprise after the events of toda