Alfa Kurt Novels & Stories

she asked aloud. “Let us introduce ourselves before we start, only polite, yes? I am Rufus Farkasa, High Lykos. Alpha of all.” “Former Alpha Wade Hunter, High Lykos Beta” Wade's dark blonde hair quivered, threatening to fall out of place as he nodded to Alissa's table. His lined face didn't match his youthful looking hair.

With a growl, he started off to their hideout still fuming. Still in his wolf form, he crept into the place through the backdoor which only he knows and changed back to his human form. His teeth clenched hard as he located his clothes and bundled himself up. His name is Arthur Murray. The Alpha king of the Crescent moon pack. The image of the human hunter that had chased him in the woods still lingered in his head and made his blood boil the more. He had only let his wolf out for a little hunting, having no idea he would bump into the one he and every werewolves dreads the most. Pure Humans! The sight of a werewolf makes their fingers itch to kill.

"Alpha James Cortez. He's the problem." "Why?" "Because he looks at people like investments. And you're worth a fortune." My stomach twists. The Alphas emerge from their vehicles with ranked wolves in tow. Hale is older, silver threading through dark hair, broad shouldered and steady. Volkov is tall and lean, ice blonde hair pulled back severe, sharp features that could cut glass. Cortez is younger than the others, maybe early thirties, with dark skin, cold eyes, and a smile that doesn't reach them.

The only reason Eagle and the club brothers put up with Kurt was because he’d become an easy target for all of them. No one liked him, but they liked to humiliate him. There was nothing Kurt wouldn’t do. Be it clean the floors, or even lick a brother’s boot. Alfie had seen him in several compromising positions, all in the name of trying to earn back his reputation within the club. Personally, he thought the guy should have given up, and he’d asked Eagle about it some time ago. “Son, when it matters most, he’ll run. Sure, he’s good to lick shit off your boot and entertain you, but I don’t need a man who can make me laugh. I need a man who’ll take a bullet for me without batting an eye.”

Not something I wanted to add to my list of problems. I shoved through the crowd until I spotted Kurt standing near the bar looking too relaxed for someone who was about to lose his head if he gave me the wrong answer. “Kurt.” I said my voice cutting sharp even through the noise of the speakers. He turned and his face immediately shifted as respect painted on his features as he gave a stiff bow. “Alpha.” He greeted though I could tell he was nervous. His heart rate picked up and my wolf snarled with satisfaction. “Where is she?” I asked simply. No need to explain who. He knew.

Alpha Eric brings Shade on stage and everyone watches as Alpha Eric smiles and hugs his son “I Alpha Eric, of the Sahara blood moon pack here by relinquish my title as Alpha to you my son Shade Andrews, do you take on this responsibility?” Shade smiles and takes his dads hand “ I Shade Andrews of the Sahara blood moon pack take on the responsibility of Alpha, and promise to uphold my responsibilities as the Alpha.” As the ceremony comes to an ends everyone howls celebrating the coming of their new alpha and I smile softly staring at the man who is my mate and now alpha. Before I could even think my father is pulling me up to the stage and smiling instead of the disappointment I seen earlier

she adds, making Dad and I chuckle. Alpha Alarick, or Ricky, as we all call him, has a big sweet tooth. He looks like he's always angry as fuck, and he's very serious all the time, but he's a nice guy. He takes his job very seriously and doesn't take a bull from anyone, but he's a sucker for sweet stuff. Don't be fooled by the appearance, everyone thinks he's a menace, and to most who dare to cross the line- he is. But not to us. To us, he's just Ricky. But...If you want to be on his good side, get him a sweet pastry and a good cup of freshly brewed coffee.

Alpha Killian snared and dived for Copper. Relief slammed through her when Alpha Killian yanked the pervert away from her. She lowered herself to the floor, trying to catch her breath while Alpha Killian practised his punching skills on the man. She has never seen Alpha Killian this mad and ready to kill before, and she was scared he might crash the party. She began to contemplate whether she should beg him to stop beating the man. Alpha Killian was an Alpha. Alphas were the strongest species in the wolf kingdom; they were the strongest, meanest, and toughest, and Alpha Killian did not fail to show it as he yanked the man up by the collar. He stared into the man's eyes.

“I have nothing to say to the Alpha, and I have no desire to be a dead man.” I was no longer listening, another mistake I had made in the span of a few days. He bit down hard on something and I cursed, digging my fingers into his face to open his mouth. “What is in your mouth?!” I exclaimed, but he clenched his teeth, refusing to part them open. One second Kurtis was alive, and the next he was foaming at the mouth, now dead.

he said reluctantly as if I was a small child throwing a tantrum. I felt the heaviest urge to just follow him,he was so different. Something had changed with him and he was definitely stronger. "Please follow me."beta Chris said taking his mates hand softly and surprisingly Fatima followed him after giving me a sad smile. I guess even she understood she couldn't win this fight especially with the cocky Alpha. I however was as stubborn as my father and I wasn't going down without some sort of a fight,"listen here Jake. You might be the Alpha Lord or whatever but you are definitely not my Alpha Lord. You don't own me so I don't have to do everything you say."