After One Night With The Alpha Novels & Stories

He looked at me so seriously it took me a minute to laugh. “Power-hungry, suspicious alphas are a dime a dozen,” he said next. “Don’t let her get to you.” I nodded and took a much more delicate sip from my glass. We were back in our seats for the third act, watching the lights go down and the curtain rise on Butterfly and her son in the dawn’s light, still waiting for Alpha Benjamin to return. When she took the child to sleep in his bed, the alpha appeared with his werewolf mate. Finally, he seemed to realize his little “dalliance” ruined Butterfly’s life and, rather cowardly, he ran off.

As night fell over the academy, Alpha sat alone in his dorm room—last bed, far corner, shared with no one important. He stared at his hands. They were still weak. But they were steady. Outside, howls echoed. Vampires tested territory. Rankings began forming before classes even started. Alpha lay back on the thin mattress and closed his eyes. He had barely made it. And that was the first victory no one saw.

With every tug, he could feel the tether to this room, to this woman, stretching thinner, fraying. Through it all, the pack-link pulsed. A dying echo. A directive. His wolf, usually a restless presence beneath his skin, had gone preternaturally still. It wasn’t submission. It was the focused, deadly calm before a avalanche. The Alpha was falling. The pack was bleeding. And the heir was here, in a room that smelled of mate and sex and a future he had only just begun to believe he could touch. He finished dressing and turned back to the bed.

Alpha Luca of the Red River Pack, a young alpha who takes over after his father’s demise, lies between two she-wolves on his bed. One running her hands over his chest and kissing him, the other sucking him off, when the door suddenly flies open. He sighs in exasperation. “What is it now?” “Sorry to interrupt, Alpha.” His beta stands by the door, refusing to look at the naked she-wolves. “You were blocking me through the mind link…”

Jazz POV The sensation of waking up in the embrace of the alpha sends a jolt of tension through my body, heightened by the unfamiliar scents that fill the air. Although my limbs feel sluggish and unresponsive, I manage to squirm slightly, gradually shaking off the lethargy that had enveloped me. Emitting a low growl, my best attempt at asserting dominance, the alpha tightens his hold around me, engaged in conversation with a girl before swiftly carrying me away.

My world, so rigidly structured, began to slowly crumble. As an alpha, I had always prided myself on my discipline, on my absolute control over my emotions and actions. But at that moment, I felt as if I were standing on the edge of an abyss, and any misstep would make me fall. Leaning on the table, I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. I couldn't let her see any sign of weakness. Mia Miller. The name I couldn't forget. She was the only human who truly attracted me, who made me let my guard down for one night. The memory of her hands tracing my abdomen, her touches burning and desperate, surfaced, along with the realization of what it all meant now.

I replied grinning. " Just Ryder." he said taking my hand kissing it, he gets up winks then runs back down to the field. I felt myself slightly blush, then Jax joked " So your new boyfriend likes showing pda." I just glared at him looking around to see if anyone was listening " Shut up Gamma." He just laughed. The countdown to games began and The Alpha's took their places, over the course of 6 hours we were down to two Alpha's left, Ryder and Alpha Levi of the Blue River Pack. The last game was a fight until one Alpha submits to another. " I think your boyfriend got this." Jaxon said a little too loudly. "Please just stop." I blurted out. " Besides one night doesn't mean anything Jax, if any

They are not wrong, anyway. I looked at myself in the mirror. A lady wearing a dress with no make up on. Just bare... Me. Who am I to even meet the eyes of the Alpha? When I came back, I made sure to hide in the shadows, so no one would try to look at a maid. So no one would be interested in me even though I know I'm not interesting. The music swelled around me as the alpha walked and dance with every girl and each of them seemed to have forgot breathing once they made contact with him. Polite, yes. But distant, cold, and not a glimpse of smile was seen from him.

“I have a better way.” His hand slid to the back of her head, and he pulled her in and claimed her lips. She didn't resist. She melted into him, and the night dissolved into muffled moans and low, hungry sounds. * * * Before the first light of morning could fully appear, Alpha Black quietly slipped out through the window. His clothes were slightly disheveled, but the satisfied smile on his face made it obvious that he had no regrets. His Beta had been waiting outside all night.

~Zenaida~ This day is the busiest day of the pack for I was united with Alpha Alexander, the newly crowned alpha of the Red Moon Pack. Despite the fact that we were just arranged to make our pack stronger, I have no regrets for being mated to him because I've heard that he's a kind-hearted alpha. He's already waiting for me in our room and it's the time that I have to follow him. As I walked inside, my eyes widened from what I found out. Alpha Alexander was lying on the bed and our slave was beside him. They are naked and my heart started pounding so fast from what I saw.