Alpha Damon Novels & Stories

The words didn't make sense, so I stared at him, waiting for the punchline, the real reason he'd called me here. "Did you hear me?" "I'm not..." My voice came out hoarse. "I'm wolf-less, I can't be a bride, I'm not even ranked, which means —" "Exactly." Damian interrupted with a gloating smirk as he leaned back in his chair, and something like satisfaction flickered across his face, or perhaps it was relief. "You're perfect the way you are,” I was certain there was a barbed insult to the fake compliment. “Alpha Amreth doesn't want a bride with power or influence. He wants someone weak, someone who won't challenge his chosen Luna,” he leaned towards me, lowering his voice. “He needs someone d

Ready to judge and laugh at our humiliation. I stepped forward,my legs were shaking.The silver chains burned.Not from any magic spell but from shame.Because just across the dais stood them. The Alpha twins.Damon and Darian Darkthorn. Damon had ice blue eyes,his hair was black.his jaw was carved from winter.he was cruel.cold.He was the one who commanded armies,He won wars.he was the real definition of power. Darian had the same face but his eyes where warmer.He was a fraction of softer.he once saved me from male stray wolves when were were just pups.But he doesn’t seem to remember that.But I will always do.

Damon explained. The Dark Alpha leaned back, his interest piqued. "And what exactly is your plan, Damon?" "You wouldn't have to ask if you knew who she was," Damon said, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Who is she?" the Dark Alpha asked, his curiosity intense. "Selena Ardolf!" Damon announced loudly, and the Dark Alpha's eyes widened with surprise and joy.

Akito laughed, he wasn't even a little bothered that I was naked. It took me a minute to gather myself, I picked up the blazer and wore it, it smelled like him. "Daichi, you need to leave." Akito pushed him out of the room and they slammed it shut. Daichi has an alpha dad and a beta mum and he's a beta but he has alpha inclinations like, normal betas can't smell the pheromones of alphas and omegas but he can and he is susceptible to omega pheromones, like someone who just learned how to use them, he can't control his urges when he smells omega pheromones.

But yes, he should have told me. "That's great Landon," I mutter, forcing my lips to quirk up in a resemblance of a smile. He let go of my hand, and the absence is slightly depressing. "Alpha Dallas is as intimating as they say, and Alpha Kaden is scary as hell," he rambles. Both are leaders of well known packs. I nod along, barely listening. I just stare into his eyes, enjoying the spark of enjoyment in them. He's just that much cuter when he smiles. It reminds me of our childhood together.

“Damon is the Alpha’s son, due to take over as alpha after he graduates from college. He’s their top warrior also. The Tyler kid is just an omega but seems to have somehow squeezed into being Damon’s best friend.” “Do they have any siblings?” I asked, flipping through the files. “Damon has a younger sister who is still in high school at their local school. She seems to want nothing to do with anything if all the attention isn’t on her. What do you call them…attention whores?” I nod while looking through more paperwork when I see her picture. It wasn’t the runt. So who is she to him? I toss his file aside and start looking through Tyler’s file.

I was given the alpha title as soon as I was born twenty three years ago, but at the age of Eighteen I officially took the place. The strongest part of a pack was the alpha. But after him, or actually, equal to him is Luna, an Alpha's mate, a real soulmate. Werewolves have destined soulmates that they call their mate. They live with her and spend an eternity together. Their bond is stronger than any relation that ever has born or will be tied. Their bond also strengthens the pack. The closeness and togetherness is what drives a pack for a better future and represents their love.

It was Alpha Heartman. The guards and warriors' leader bowed and moved back so he could see the face of the captives. "Are you ready to talk, or should we continue?" Heartman said to the captives. "We'll talk, please stop this; it's hurting us," one of the warriors said. "Get me a chair," Heartman commanded one of the guards. The guards brought the chair, and Heartman took his seat. "Who are you?" Heartman asked. "We're special warriors of Diamond Shadow pack. We work personally for Alpha Jayden as his secret warriors. My name is Damian, and his name is Raphael," one of the captives named Damian said.

I had expected to hear him beg me to stay for Milton, but he was suggesting quite the opposite of what I had in mind. “What if he doesn't?” I asked, genuinely scared that this might not work. Adam smiled, a warm reassurance beaming on his face. “Milton isn't stupid. He'll come to his senses. Right now, you need to focus on who you are, Daciana.” He stopped pacing around the pool for a moment and stared long and hard at me. “Frost Demon or not,” he began. “You're the Alpha's Daughter, Daciana. Don't ever forget who you are.”

"No, not at all. I'm just not used to people asking me about my opinion. I think the Lamia Pack would be best. The new Alpha is a female and she's said to be very compassionate. She's strict but kind once she realizes that you have good intentions. She also has a good relationship with Ethan so if you tell her the truth, she'll be happy to welcome you into her Pack." He said and I nodded. I nearly facepalmed myself upon realizing I was yet to know his name. "Thank you………" I drawled, waiting for his name. "Axel." He chirped. "Thank you Axel, for all your help. I'm really grateful. Please take me to the Alpha of the Lamia Pack." I requested and he bowed his head.