Alpha Damien's Trouble Maker Novels & Stories

"I know. Lisa still owes me. I helped drag out what she did, and I was standing in that room when the truth came out. If she's going after everybody who stood against her, my name's already on her list." He was right, and I hated that it didn't make me feel any better about it. Damian stepped in close. "Take the warriors." "Damian—" "No." He said it calm this time. "You spent years believing being Alpha meant carrying all of it yourself. Don't make that mistake again." I looked from Damian to David, then over at Drake, who was already zipping his jacket up to the chin. All three of them were talking about Blue Moon like it belonged to them too.

His eyebrows wiggled as he curved his lips, creating a grin. I tilted my head and crossed my arms, looking up at the ceiling while pretending to be in a state of deliberation. “Hmm. Well..No.” I said flatly. I took two steps forward when my arm was abruptly jerked backward, forcing me to face Damien and I didn’t bother resisting the urge to roll my eyes. When his face was forced into view, I was taken aback momentarily because of the sight before me. Damien, that world-famous and deemed the most terrifying Alpha of the whole of United States, is literally pouting his lips like a small child who had just been refused to be given his candy.

Alexander muttered, rubbing his waist and his butts with his palms furiously, where the Alpha mutt had been pressing against him. "I need a shower. A long one. With bleach and may be holy water tok." Saying this he hurried to the bathroom to erase the intoxicating smell of the Alpha Mutt which was driving him crazy. Back in the mansion, Alpha King Damian stood in the middle of his room, his eyes glowing a murderous, incandescent gold. He was looking like a god of war who had just lost his greatest treasure. He looked at the empty spot on the pillow, his jaw locking with enough force to shatter bone. He gripped the bedpost so hard the wood splintered and snapped in his hand.

Damien said and Theo smiled. "Is there anything I can do for you, little mate?" Xavier asked, and Theo bit his lip, knowing what a mistake that was. Damien's head snapped in Xavier's direction and growled. "You can help by not calling me little Damn it! I'm a Beta for crying out loud! I'm not little, I'm big, I'm strong, and I'll kick your ass, damn it!" Damien yelled with tears running down his face while swinging at his Alpha who flinched away from him shocked.

“I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this. Damon helped me carry Scarlett to a magic Doctor's inn. “Emergency…!” “Be calm,” the Doctor assured us. “She will be fine. What is the issue “She got attacked by a wolf with enemy blood.” “Okay…” Very quickly, Scarlett felt safe again and was resting. Then Damon pulled me away from everyone. He led me straight to his private quarters in the Alpha house. As soon as the door was shut, the aura changed. Damon pushed me towards the wall, his body hard against mine. “Watching you fight that way… really drove me crazy,” he growled. He pasted his lips on mine. The kiss was wild and it showed how craving he was for s*x.

I asked, my voice quieter now, hesitant. Damon stopped mid-step. He didn't turn. For a long moment, I thought he wouldn't answer. But then, just when I had convinced myself to let the question die, he spoke. "Protection." The word was barely above a whisper, but it held more weight than I expected. I swallowed hard. "That's all?" His hands clenched at his sides. "That's all I have to offer." A bitter smile curled at my lips. Of course. Damon Thorne, the ever-dutiful Alpha. The protector. The warrior.

He replies before walking away. Damon places two plates on the table, a well-cooked steak in each. “Don’t mind him, Alice.” He says, breaking the silence. “Who was he?” “My friend. A really close friend,” I nod, “Is he also a werewolf?” “Born and raised.” He replies. “Well, he seems . . . nice.” He chuckles, “He’s not nice.” “I mean, I don’t know him. He doesn’t know me,” “Jared’s not really fond with strangers. Once you get to know him well, he’s a lot different than you might think,” He replies before taking a bite of his food.

In complete chaos I have had to fight to keep my college placement, fight for the life insurance payout and fight to keep my home, all while trying to keep on top of my studies and gain extra credits with my volunteering. Things are finally looking up. I have the love of a wonderful man who is to become the beta of our next Alpha Damon. Damon doesn’t go out much but from what I have heard he is a womaniser, arrogant and ruthless. Rider said as long as he can gain the Alphas trust we will live a life of luxury.

He’s making a fair point but that doesn’t mean we can abandon Aliya. I look at the large communication screen behind me which Jared set up for me for me last week. Time to test it. It’s a little difficult to maneuvere but I after a few long minutes, the screen flickers and a familiar dusky skinned face appears on it. Damon is the Alpha of the Night Stalkers tribe. Panther shifters. He has a lazy gleam in his eyes as he looks at me, “Finally installed the comms, did you? Told you it would come in useful. Now if only your grandfather would be willing to do the same.”

he replied, and his response made me even more nervous. “Tsk tsk tsk, I don't have a good feeling about this, bro. Something tells me you're cooking up something terrible in that head of yours," Beta Liam said, voicing out my exact thoughts. "It should be fun. I haven't had fun in a long time. I'm looking forward to it," I heard the Alpha reply with a dry laugh and the way he said it like some deranged psychopath, made my skin start to crawl in fear.