Alpha And Beta Readers Novels & Stories

That was cold, he could've at least let me thank him for helping me that time. "What a dick." Daichi said, fixing up his tie. "They think just because they're alphas, they can strut around like their hot stuff, piss off." He yelled but they were probably too far to hear. Daichi is a beta and he's hated alphas for as long as I can remember but he's friends with some people who are alphas. He might hate alphas but in his words, "Only the Alphas who are too proud to distinguish right from wrong." Akito on the other hand is an alpha that he trusts, we all met in elemtary school but Daichi and I were friends first.

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

“Yet you keep barking orders like an Alpha.” Miguel’s expression darkened instantly. “Because I am an Alpha.” Several people in the waiting area glanced over at the sudden hostility in his voice. The nurse looked entirely unimpressed. “Mm.” She adjusted her glasses lazily. “And I’m the president.” Miguel’s fists clenched at his sides. The woman sighed dramatically before pulling the test file toward herself again. “Elevated body sensitivity. Instability in pheromone output. Increased hormonal fluctuation. Strong scent projection.” She looked back up at him. “That doesn’t sound Alpha to me.”

Mallory laughed. Author’s note: This is the last book in The Alpha’s War Series. Follow me on F***B**k S.E Dymek for updates on upcoming books. As well as instag**m and T*k T*K sedymek. Upcoming novel: Falling in Love with Death

He looked at the room which was already half-organized, and then at the open book in my lap. “You’re... reading?” he asked, his voice full of disbelief. I quickly stood up, tucking my hands behind my back. “I’m sorry, Beta Kael. I was just... moving them.” Kael walked into the room, his heavy boots silent on the dusty floor. He picked up a scroll I had just labeled. His eyes widened. “This is a high-court script, Alyse. Only the children of Alphas, Betas and Gammas are taught this. How do you know how to read this?”

It leaves me slowly scanning each sheet as I weigh the pros and cons. I make my way further down the line, swapping out my top favorites as I go. However, as I reach the third to last sheet, I freeze completely, doing a double take of the name listed. “No,” I breathe. No. There’s no way. That can’t be the same person. My eyes sweep down to the description, my heart beating rapidly in my chest as specific words or phrases stick out. Alpha. Leads many businesses. Company recently went live. Lock Heart. Keith. Keith is one of the visiting presenters.

“Please let me do this, Alpha. I am your Beta and at times like this I want to do my duty to you.” Alpha Lachlan is profoundly proud of his Beta. There was never a second passing his life that he regretted of choosing his childhood friend as his Beta. “Precisely. Let's do it like what you suggested.” Alpha Lachlan readied his wolf when he remembered something. “On the double,” he reminded them the necessity.

he managed to spit out. My forehead creased in anger as I glared dangerously at him. So he knew, the bastard was snitching me away to this scumbag of a Beta. “If your Alpha was not a betrayer, he wouldn’t be ratting his good friend out to his Beta.” Jeremy’s eyes widened when he realized his mistake. “My… my Alpha trusts me the same way you trust Nathan,” he stammered, breathing heavily. I bent before him and jerked up his head.

Made perfect sense, but I was also confused. “If he isn’t the beta, does that mean you have two betas?” I inquired because I was confused. A pack only had an Alpha, A beta and sometimes A gamma, who was the head warrior in most cases, but not all. I had never heard of one with two betas.

I said and nodded to the left, where her friends who acted as my men were holding spies. "Let's go, Hyatt," I told my Beta. My Land Rover Range Rover Sport greeted me as I stepped out. Second to women that can only give me a f*cking b*ner. "We'll follow you, Alpha. My men will take care of the Agent and her company." One last puff and I stepped on the cigarette, and one of my men immediately took it to add to the collection. Let us just say that I've been collecting my cigs every month to bet with my Delta, the pack doctor. Every cigarette that I smoke is equivalent to a million cigarettes. Not that I need the money, but it's fun to see him losing.