Alpha Couple Novels & Stories

Ugo suddenly nudged my shoulder. "Look who it is." I glanced up. A group of Alphas stood outside the student center. Six of them. All older. All powerful. All members of the Alpha Union. My mood immediately improved. Slightly. Because these idiots owed me drinks. The Alpha Union wasn't an official college club. At least not publicly. Officially it was called the Alpha Leadership Society. Nobody called it that. Everyone called it the Alpha Union. Mostly because it sounded cooler. The Union was basically a private network for Alpha heirs and reigning Alphas.

Already angling. “Alpha Agora ,” she purred, bowing, trying to look graceful still. “It’s an honor.” He gave her one of those tiny, dangerous smiles. “You are welcome here, Abigail . Bloodfang values family.” Family. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you want,” he said, and Abigail giggled like a schoolgirl. That made me squint my eyes.

Words that taste like defeat and ash. "She is Alpha of all Alphas."

William cooked again—because he insisted it was a gesture of respect, and because my mother seemed both startled and impressed watching an Alpha move through a kitchen like he owned it. Nut kept popping his head in, either out of curiosity or because he didn’t trust William not to burn something. My mother kept asking him questions. “How long have you been Alpha?” “Since I was nineteen.” “Do you always glare like that, or just when people threaten Ester?” William arched a brow. “Mostly the latter.” “Do you have siblings?” “Nut is the closest thing.” Nut made an offended noise from behind the fridge. “Do you intend to give me grandchildren someday?”

Not because I’m hiding anything. But because he doesn’t take up space in my thoughts the way he used to. “What made you leave your pack?” I ask suddenly as we eat. He pauses, fork hovering midair. “After my wife died,” he says carefully, “being Alpha felt… dangerous.” “Dangerous to who?” “To them,” he replies. “To me.” I wanted him to elaborate more but I didn’t want to pry so I kept it to myself. “You trust humans more than wolves,” I observe.

He clasps our right hands together and attempt to resume where he left off. I push him heavily this time and scream. "I, Anna Fairchild reject you Jace CruelHart as my mate." I curse myself the moment the words falls from my lips. The whole hall goes quiet. I look at my feet unable to look at the face of the one I had just betrayed. "Where has it ever been heard that an omega rejects an Alpha blood?" "Those gold and sequins on her body are courtesy of the Alpha's family. They took her in when..."

Pointing to Hela, and without allowing me to speak or do what I wanted, she approached me, and hugged me with both arms, putting her nose between the corners of my neck, her warm breath playing on a sensitive chord inside me. Rid whispered resentfully to me, "Alex, what are you thinking?" I wish I could cook. Ask her whether Alora would like to go hunting with me. I'll bring large prey to her, so we can have a picnic in the woods, and maybe I'll give you the crown prince, you idiot!" I snarled to him, "!! Do you want me to do what she said?!" Alpha Alexander, the commander of the Red Moon pack, and the delegate leader of the Artemis Pack, will stand in front of the wood stove, and cook for a

Someone clears their throat in the hallway, scaring the crap out of me as I jump backwards, looking guilty. I turn around and nearly scream in terror as I come face to face with the Alpha. The look on his face is murderous as he takes in me hugging his Beta. “Beta Marcus, I think you have somewhere you need to be,” Alpha Kade says softly. I can hear the command in his voice. This isn’t a request; it is a silent command. I watch as both their eyes glaze over as they communicate through the mind link. ******************************************* Alpha Kade’s POV

Therefore, Crown Prince Ruarc of the noble Icelands, can take his orders and shove them up his tight little hole because I would bow to no one. Alpha or Omega. “Crinka, I don’t want to hurt you, so drop the fucking knife and step the fucking back”, Ruarc yelled. Had I remained that Crinka, the one who was too quick to accept her fate, the demeaning fate bestowed upon her, I would have stepped back. But I am not that Crinka, thus, the Crown Prince would like to think again, before infusing alpha’s dominance in his tone, because this Crinka, would bow to no one.

“I would certainly like to add. Firstly, Alpha Alaric, I accept your offering and agree to aid and assist you and your pack should the need ever arise. It pleases me greatly to align my Delamere Forest Pack with you and The Blood Moon Pack” “Fantastic, Alpha Benjamin I look forward to building a strong and sturdy relationship with you and your pack” I watched the exchange in words between both men noticing how their body languages gave a whole new story. They were aligning for a reason and given their reputations, it wouldn’t be a good reason.