Alpha Damon Novels & Stories

I told them and Alpha Hunter says, “I will explain it all to you on the drive there.” We all headed outside and into Hunter’s SUV. Once we were on the main highway heading north, Alpha Hunter begins to explain, “The rogue Alpha’s name is Damon and I have had my own run in with him in the past. When I had my run in with him, he had connections with the Moon Witch and Sal is here to make sure that he still isn’t connected with her.”

The lamps seemed to glow brighter, or maybe the air was thickening again. “Good evening,” Damon began. His voice was easy and deliberate. “Most of you know who I am. Damon Kael. Alpha of the Nightshade Pack. The cursed Alpha.” There was a murmur. The word cursed had been his badge of infamy for years. He didn’t flinch. “I have been called by that name,” he said. “I’ve worn it like armor. But tonight, the Moon Goddess has been pleased to smile on me.” His eyes swept over the audience, then returned to me. My breath caught.

"Find Melissa now!" He growled dangerously. Making them all scurried out of the room. Damien roared, making the whole pack including his sister feel his anger. Someone he trusted with his life just betrayed him. The gamma ran to the Alpha not understanding why he asked for the warrior to find Melissa. The way he has asked them to find it only means the Alpha is very furious with her. "Alpha," Damien whipped his head very fast to the direction of where his name was heard, the only person he wanted to see right now is the witch. When gamma saw that Damien wolf was on the surface. He reflected on what he wanted to say twice before voicing out.

She asks, “Are you the new student that Dameon dropped off today?! My friend texted me that an omega she hadn’t seen before came down from Dameon’s car. I am surprised at the speed at which news flies around here. “ you know him?” She looks at me like someone who has been staying under a rock. “he is alpha Dameon Steel, the son of alpha Ralph and the next alpha of this prestigious pack and one-class hottie.” She says, winking at me. I don’t know one omega who doesn’t have a massive crush on one. “ oh really?” I say as I scratch my neck awkwardly. Now, I will be the topic everyone will discuss, and I don’t want to be the subject of their discussion.

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.”

he said while rubbing the back of his head. “Alpha?” I asked curiously. “Shut up and go back to work,” Dash said as he was about to push me away. However, Dane intervened and grabbed him by the back of his neck, pulling him back to his seat. “Don’t touch her,” Dane commanded. “You shouldn’t be alpha. You’ve become weak since Selena passed!” Dash angrily threw his glass on the floor, causing it to shatter. “What makes this girl so special? I thought you said she was underage.”

Yet one girl, one half-blood girl, had managed to shatter everything I thought I owned. A knock broke through the silence. “Enter,” I said, too calmly. Damon stepped inside. His scent—smoke, pine, and something faintly metallic—hit before his voice did. “You sent your creatures after her.” Not a question. I turned slowly, letting my silk robe whisper against the floor. He stood there in black, every inch the Alpha—broad shoulders, eyes like winter storms. But there was something else tonight. A flicker of guilt, maybe. Or hesitation. Whatever it was, it infuriated me.

But Damon just smiled, his eyes glinting with ruthlessness. "I'm afraid it's not negotiable, Mr. Kendrick," he said. "Either you agree to my terms, or we walk away." Kendrick's face paled, but he nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Okay, deal." Damon smiled, feeling a rush of triumph. He stood up, his eyes never leaving Kendrick's face. "Welcome to the team, Mr. Kendrick," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure we'll have a very... profitable relationship."

They were talking about a missing Luna. She looked at the screen, Alas! It was Zeta's picture floating on the screen. What? Why did Alpha Damon have her in his custody? Then she saw the reward floating on the screen 500000 $. That was a lot of money. With that she could fake her death and get admitted into a new pack. She was about to write down the numbers on the screen when Alpha Damon walked out of his bathroom, he had water dripping all over. " What are you doing here?" He asked.

“Do you even know who she is carrying?” Taylor swallowed hard but didn’t answer. His bravado from earlier was crumbling fast. He wasn’t stupid. He knew Damon Sinclair wasn’t just any man. He was the Alpha of Ironcrest. The most feared Alpha alive. Damon shoved him backward, and Taylor stumbled against another table. Glass shattered on the floor. People gasped and whispered, phones coming out. Oh goddess, they were recording this. “Damon, please,” I said again, my voice trembling. I stepped closer and touched his arm. It was hard as stone, his muscles bunched tight with rage. “You’re hurting him—”