Alpha Damon Novels & Stories

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.

Something told him his Alpha was in a bad mood, and irritating him further was not the wisest choice—unless he had plans of ending up six feet under. Damon turned to leave when a young, beautiful lady quickly wound her arms around him. Amber Leofric, the daughter of the Alpha of the Nightshade Tribe, was the epitome of beauty. She wore a blue gown made of bright, expensive silk, and her blonde hair was neatly arranged in a bun. Like every other lady of high society, she was here to seek a future with the most handsome and powerful Alpha. Amber felt more than flattered that Damon had singlehandedly executed the wretched maid who had stolen her expensive jewelry. Her hopes of becoming his Luna

"You insolent brat! You are in no place to speak to me that way!" "Perhaps you would like to hear it from me then? I'm Damien, the acting Alpha of Shadow-moon pack until my Dad and his Luna returns from their meeting. Is my place high enough to tell you that if you even think of laying a hand on her–" he let her fill in the gap.

He wondered if she was listening to him or maybe it was a joke that she had asked him such a question. "That is merely an Alpha," The woman snorted, then added, "I mean, do you want to become the next Lunar Alpha of Laseria? The strongest Alpha there is." Mark furrowed his brows as he stared at the woman. Lunar Alpha was Damien's position. It wasn't just given by mere people but by 6ue, the goddess, as well. He believed that was the reason Damien couldn't be overthrown by the Elders, no matter how hard they tried.

But I needed to get to the bottom of whatever was going on. “Damon!” Alpha Jerone yelled out loud. “Come downstairs and join me.” “Who’s Damon?” I asked Nadia. “He’s the Alpha’s stepson. I can’t lie I’ve always had a crush on him,” Nadia replied excitedly. “That’s cool.” All of a sudden this dark haired, tall muscular guy walked in and it was then I realized. “Alaric?”

“Alpha, your son requests an audience.” A faint smile tugged at Damian’s lips. He leaned back in his chair, the sharpness in his expression easing into quiet amusement. “Let him in.” Moments later, the heavy door opened again — this time to reveal a young boy walking in with confident steps. His posture was straight, his chin lifted, and his eyes gleamed with the unmistakable fire of his lineage. Behind him followed Gamma Liam, pride flickering across his face. The boy — Damon — stopped a few feet from the desk and dropped a freshly caught animal at his father’s feet. A grin spread across his face, proud yet respectful.

Following their gaze, I realized their eyes were fixed on a particular spot on Amelia’s neck. “It shouldn’t come as a surprise to see a Luna marked by her alpha, should it?” I shrugged, my tone unbothered. “I am an alpha who answers to no one, and I am going to make it known to you all that I, Alpha Damon, have no intention of playing by your rules. “As you can see, I have marked my Luna already, and anyone who has a problem with that….” I let my gaze sweep over the crowd, locking eyes with a few, “has a problem with me.”

That was why he chose to do it the way that he did. “Damon knows what he is doing, and Damon is well aware of everything that he is playing with. However, it does not concern him. He does not even give a damn. He does not care.” I said, looking at Alpha Kael. “You know for a fact that he does not care about me.” “That is not true, Sienna.”

“Amelia, I’m sure Selene did not mean anything by it.” Amelia wiped her tears angrily. “My mate rejected me today, and she has been sitting there acting irritated ever since.” I stared at her quietly. Because that was the confusing part. Damon Vale rejected Amelia earlier today. Everyone in Ebonvale thought Damon was a poor omega. But today the truth came out. Damon was actually the Crown Alpha of the Nightfang Pack. The same Damon, Amelia had constantly embarrassed in public. Still, I could not understand why she was crying so much.

“This cunt is mine. Say it, Elena. Call me Daddy while you leak all over my hand like a filthy girl.” She was so close, right on the edge again. He slowed once more, torturing her. “Fuck… Daddy,” she finally whispered, cheeks burning. Damon’s eyes flashed with pure hunger. “Louder.” “Daddy!” she cried out, grinding shamelessly on his fingers. “Please, Daddy, let me cum. I need it so bad.” “Good girl,” he praised, voice rough. He slammed his fingers harder, curling them perfectly. “That’s my dirty little assistant. Calling your boss Daddy while he fingers your sloppy cunt in front of the whole city.”