Alpha Thomas

H E R A It’s my twenty-second birthday and they said that comfort goes out the window on your birthday. It's practically a rule but I'm not a fan. I've never been one to squeeze into a tight dress and heels. Just give me jeans and a T-shirt or sweatpants. I really love sweatpants. But today is my birthday, and it's not just any birthday. I'm turning twenty-two, and my friends are adamant that I can't go out in joggers and a hoodie. "Well, you clean up nicely." Keia runs her fingers through my freshly styled hair and squeezes my shoulder. "Close your eyes." "Keia." "Listen to her," Janice chimes in while zipping up the fourth dress she made me try on. "You need to be surprised by how stunning you look. Who knew all this was hiding under those frumpy clothes." I playfully smack her arm and laugh. "You make it sound like I never dress up. I did for graduation." "That was months ago!" Janice sounds shocked. "Okay, enough. It doesn't matter. What matters is how you'll walk into th

T H O M A SKingdoms rise and fall on a daily basis, yet under my reign, mine thrive."Another round of whiskey, Mr. Morris?"Silently, I nod, gesturing towards my empty glass."Right away, sir." The waiter swiftly retrieves my glass and hastens to my personal bar to prepare my drink.I possess the most exclusive VIP rooms. This space is exclusively mine. I conduct business here. I celebrate here. Occasionally, I eliminate threats here, if the opportunity arises.Club Zero belongs to me. It is a fragment of my empire, but it serves as a sanctuary where I can relinquish my crown after a long day. I unfasten the buttons of my finely tailored suit and stroll towards the balcony, overlooking the main floor. I tightly grip the railing, scanning the crowd for adversaries.For vulnerabilities. For her.My gaze fixates on a stunning woman adorned in a glistening silver gown; even from this vantage point, I can see it radiate. She sits at one of the tables, sipping what appears to be a martini

T H O M A SHera sucks softly, the vibrations making my knees weak. She cups my balls, rolling them gently but applying just enough pressure to bring me close to orgasm.It's an intimate area that not many women have explored, but Hera dives right in. It's like she knows exactly what I like without me having to say a word."Okay, that's enough," I say, pulling her off me by tugging her hair and pushing her against the bed. "If you keep that up, I'm going to come."She grins, clearly proud of herself for getting me to the edge so quickly."Now it's my turn," I say with a mischievous smile, kissing the center of her chest and then moving my lips across her breasts, sucking on one nipple while pinching the other.Her moans fuel my desire, and I continue kissing down her body, nibbling on the edge of her ribs, causing her to gasp and arch her back.I keep going until I reach the thin fabric of her panties, and with one swift motion, I tear them off."Fuck," she exclaims, her pussy glisten

H E R AI've attempted to call my father a few times, but he never picks up; I gave up three years ago. If he doesn't want to be involved in my life, that's his choice, but who wouldn't want to know their grandchildren?My mother passed away when I was young, but I believe she would have stayed by my side if she were still alive. She wouldn't have left me alone with two pups. Eventually, she would have helped me once I got back on my feet.How am I supposed to raise two kids on my own?I have an incredible neighbor named Maria. She's in her sixties with no offspring or partner. She lives life on her own terms and enjoys looking after the kids in exchange for some of my homemade baked goods, and she’s a fairy.I operate a bakery from my small kitchen, and the wedding cake I'm currently working on will pay the bills.My aspiration is to launch my own bakery shop named Sweet Haven.Maria lends a hand by watching them for a few hours each day while I bake. It was a great help that she was

T H O M A SLost in thought, scrubbing my hands clean of blood, but I got the information I needed about the opium that infiltrated my club last night. Pain always brings out the truth.“Thomas.”The rules are clear. No violence on the main floor. No opium unless they're from my guys. No touching unwilling women.You'd be surprised how often those rules are broken every night, which is why my knuckles bear permanent scars.I don’t use my claws because I am not only dealing with werewolves but every creature. Especially those hard-headed humans!The Order and Elders already brought an agreement for peace in every realm but there were still a few people who tried to sabotage that agreement. And they’re getting more and more each day.“Alpha!” Gelo’s voice breaks through my thoughts.“What?” I shake myself out of my daze.“I've been calling you for five minutes. Are you alright?”I grab a towel to dry my hands. “I'm fine.” But I wasn't. Everyone could see it. Ever since that one-night st