99 Times For Alpha's Bestie Novels & Stories

I explain and she blushes a little which is incredibly cute and I smile at her a little. "Well, I think it's a terrible choice." She states firmly. All cuteness, gone. "And why is that?" I ask, trying not to get defensive. She sighs and rolls her eyes, which is way less adorable the hundredth time. "Look, I know he's your bestie-" I cut her off here. "Alpha's don't have besties." I proclaim and she huffs. "Yes they do. They're called Betas. Now don't interrupt me again or I'll stab you with my fork." I open my mouth to say something but her little growl cuts me off.

My father was there too, it was an annual mock fight between Alphas, who won the title of Alpha of the year. I was the only female Alpha in our badge. All of them other than me were male. They paired everyone and I was paired with Peter, an Alpha of the lake-moon pack. He had his Nasty mate who was always fond of him everywhere. She has her idiotic self-made issues with me since I arrived in school. Seeing me as his pair I could feel her annoyance, she could do anything in order to let me down so she grabbed her mate and kissed him and whispered something in his ear while still looking at me.

I said, walking past him. “I don’t give a fuck what you fear and what you’re trying to ‘learn’ about conquering your fears. Each one of you would be training like you always do, do you understand me?” “Yes, Alpha…” I walked back inside, not bothering to listen to what the Alpha was about to say. The man was being delusional and he was already angry, and I wasn’t in the mood for him to take his anger out at me. Nine smiled, catching sight of me before giving me a glass of water “I should be proud to see that you are still fit despite everything that you have been dealing with”

My wolf howled in anger and pain as we saw our mate wrap his arms around her and pull her tight against his chest. Oh god. My eyes widened as I recognized him. Caleb Felix. Future Alpha. I tore my gaze away, my heart thumping painfully against my chest. I quickly grabbed ahold of Jacobs drink and chugged it down. "Whoa! Aria that was three shots of bane." He yelled staring at me wide eyed. "I want to dance." I slurred gripping his wrist and pulling him deeper into the dance floor.

“Then why do I feel like I’m losing my mind?” “Because what you’re experiencing isn’t a failure of the medication. It’s your wolf fighting back.” “This has something to do with a new person in your life doesn’t it?. Or some new level of stress?” “That’s not the point “ Alex said Isabelle walked around his desk slowly. “I can sense that my first guess is right. You know the mate bond is older than any suppressant. It’s biological. Ancient. When an alpha finds his mate, the bond overrides everything else.”

She grabbed my arm and began to pull me along with her whilst I tried to reconcile her words. “Those three?” I repeated, unable to hide my curiosity and she hummed. "My mate and his two friends, the Alpha and the Gamma. Now we can ward off all that testosterone with some feminine energy” She cheered gleefully and I couldn't help a smile as I let myself get dragged into the house, a warm feeling spreading through my chest at the realization that I just might have made my first friend yet.

she fired back at me. Her eyes flared up as she took steps closer to me. "So what gave you the right to lay your hand on the Alpha of this pack? A filth like you shouldn't even get to stand twelve metres close to him." I staggered backward. My shoulders dropped as the satchel fell on a twig, causing the leaves to rustle. "The alpha?" I asked, my eyes began to sting. "You heard me! The man in there is Alpha Nickolas!" Smoothing down her skirt, she fiddled with her earring.

Alpha Krey took long strides across the room with a small woman trailing close behind him. "Alpha Celus. Nice to see you here." He reached his hand out and took Celus', shaking firmly. "Alpha Krey. Glad to see you made the trip all the way here." He raised an eyebrow at his sudden friendly persona. "Of course. Unfortunately our packs are allies, so it only seems fair to come out and support him." He rolled his eyes as he teased. "This is my mate Maryann." He pulled the woman forward and introduced her excitedly.

After calming down, I texted my best friend: "Your Alpha cousin, the one who had a crush on me and waited four years - is he still single?" "Of course he's single! He's still waiting for you to be his Luna! Hold on, I'll set up a meeting right now!" My friend's excited voice was somewhat comforting. But right after I hung up, a she-wolf appeared in front of me. Looking closer, it was number 18. "Hi, can I help you?" I thought number 18 was in the dark like I had been, but instead she was acting all high and mighty, telling me to back out of this 'competition.'

She gave me a thumbs-up and whispered, “Same, girl.” Then Eve kept going—shouting about his knot, about calling him Alpha Daddy, about him biting her while he bred her—and I almost came in my jeans right there between two sweaty strangers and a spilled beer. I had to pretend I dropped my phone just so I could squat down and breathe for a second. Because holy shit. My best friend—the sweet little wolf-less orphan I used to braid flowers into her hair for—is getting railed into oblivion by the scariest, hottest, most untouchable Alpha in the country.