Alpha Beta Pruning Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry for being such an asshole about you being a half-breed all our lives. You know it wasn't really me, right? I mean, it was me, but Dad was always in my ear, constantly preaching about how bad half-breeds are for the world. Like he wasn't talking to one." I snorted. "Or isn't one himself." I walked over and touched his shoulder with mine as we worked on the eggs together. "Look, I know it's hard, man. If you'll take advice from someone who's had it thrown in his face his whole life because it more obvious than his blonde haired counterparts... Stop putting so much focus on it. I did the research. There are literally six documented Alpha-Alpha combinations in the world. Total, that's

Alpha Bruce stated while slamming his fist down on the table in frustration. “How about we go over numbers? I’ll pass around a sheet if you could all write down how many warriors you have, as well as how big your territory is, and then we can figure out where to send extra resources,” Sophia suggested, handing a piece of paper to the alpha sitting on the other side of Emma. “Where’s your father, Alpha Drake? Shouldn’t he be here for this meeting?” Alpha John asked with a frown. “He’s at home. I’m here representing our pack,” she replied calmly, ignoring his obvious jab. Her self-control was impressing me.

Gritting my teeth, I replied. “Forgive me, Alpha.” I continued, “You just caught me by surprise.” Endure it. Just a bit more. It’s just a matter of time. And what alpha slices through your head every time he gives an order with your mindlink? A psychopath, that’s what. “Has the girl I requested for arrived at the border?” He asked, completely ignoring my reasoning. I clenched my fists tightly by my sides. The fact that he’d have the privilege to gaze at what was mine, unsettled me.

“This isn’t about winning or losing, Jessica. This is about survival. Christopher isn’t just the Alpha—he’s the most powerful wolf in this pack. If you push him too far, he won’t hesitate to—” “To what?” I interrupted, my voice rising. “Kill me? Banish me? He’s already made it clear he wants me gone. What more can he do?” My uncle opened his mouth to respond, but the assistant cleared his throat, cutting him off. “The Alpha is waiting,” he said, his tone cold and final. I shot my uncle one last defiant look before turning on my heel and striding toward the office door. I didn’t wait for an invitation. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, my heart pounding in my chest.

These feelings that I couldn't describe whenever I was close to him? What was I even thinking?! He probably doesn't feel the same way. He had his mind set on the throne. That was his aim and I was simply helping him get it. But I couldn't help but wonder if he, perhaps, felt the same way even just a weeny bit. C'mon Crystal! You're doing it again, overthinking and making fake scenarios in your head. Quit it and bring your focus to the present. I mentally scolded myself. Alphas are not capable of loving, are they? I wonder if they can at least open their hearts without obsessing over the throne for a change.

My heart raced at their intensity. “Sir, we have a problem.” The driver called out from the front seat and after another second of consuming me with his icy stare, Alpha Alexander pulled away from my body and fixed his attention to the driver. I took the opportunity to gather up my wits and drown in the miserable fact that I didn’t stand a single chance against the Alpha, especially not with the mate bond interfering in literally everything! A blush settled on my cheeks at how he’d reduced me to a stuttering mess. Dear goddess, I was so screwed.

“I saw him run, the damn rogue they call their King; I tried to catch him, but … they are like ghosts.” “Why didn’t you help him ? Why didn’t you help your Alpha,” I get up, staring at him. “I was too late, just like you,” He shakes his head. “I came from the other side at the same time as you; I realized I could do nothing and tried to catch the rogue.” I swallow again. “I know the rogues are … unpredictable, but why would he kill dad?” “Who knows … Maybe he has somehow heard the packs want to get rid of the rogues; they are becoming a problem,” The Beta shrugs.

Killian “Alpha the procedure is done now.” The doctor says after a couple of hours in the theater ward. I feel so bad for Quinn, all this happened because of me. I had to do it though because if I didn't, the baby would have killed Quinn. I am an Alpha, and she is human, having a baby together is like an abomination. Were wolf, fetuses grow thrice faster than normal babies, hence using the littlest time possible to be born. A were wolf baby can be born in just three months, or four months maximum. That's why Quinn's pregnancy was proceeding very fast.

He Let go of her causing her to fall to the floor with a thud an for the first time since I had a return to the pack I saw beta mark, the previous beta interfere in something that involved his daughter. "What are you doing? You are going to hurt her." He stood in between the alpha and his daughter. He knelt before her and held her shoulders trying to check if she had sustained any injuries, "are you okay? are you hurt?" She shook her head against a father's chest crying bitterly. "I have gathered you all here today to witness the beheading of this woman not only did she try to trick me but she lied to me and cost the life of someone very important to me." Alpha Ryan disregarded whatever beta

It was the first time we talked like that, it wasn’t an argument I thought but. “Oh siren”, he interrupted me with a link. “When we get to finish this we’ll handle this my way” he growled softly. “Can’t wait.“I shuddered to answer his link, knowing what he meant. “Alexa!”, his voice was Alpha again, “Can you explane this?” Jesus, it was amazing how could he be concentrated as if nothing was happening I thought looking at him questioningly as he returned the same look. "So, what do you want me to do my love?” His mind linked me again.