Alpha Damon Novels & Stories

Beta Maddox strode out, his eyes the same diamond grey as Zena’s except colder, harder. Wearing a charcoal grey uniform, Maddox stood out amongst the other men with his huge shoulders and tattoos. “State your business,” he barked. Standing tall I ignored the Warriors and replied, “Alpha Cillian of the Shadowlands, here to speak only to Alpha Alexander.” /So much for anonymity and sneaking./ Vez grumbled. As annoyance at my plan failing threatened to burn my cheeks with crimson I saw Maddox tilt his head. He was receiving a mindlink.

The guards, remembering the Alpha’s fierce declaration in the Conservatory earlier that morning, disarmed the biometric lock without a word of protest and pushed the heavy oak doors open. Inside the tactical suite, the lights were dimmed to a minimum. Damon sat at the head of the long mahogany conference table, his charcoal jacket draped over the back of his chair, his crisp white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, exposing the dark edges of the bandages wrapped tightly around his chest. He was alone, staring at a holographic map of the city’s security sectors, a glass of amber whiskey sitting untouched beside his hand.

She winked at him "I, Alpha of the royals, reject Evelyn Theodore as my Mate." He spat out blood and she was gone.. Damian suddenly staggered backwards and leaned against the wall while clutching to his chest.. He growled and wiggled his head as he tried to control the spread of the poison. Once he'd managed to keep his beast in check and jumped from the watchtower immediately and headed towards the castle... Princess Lia had already finished painting and needed to relax over a cup of tea..

And when he saw Alma, he stood. “Miss Vale,” he said. “The Core-breaker herself.” Alma approached him slowly. “Damon.” “You’re either brave or foolish to show up here,” he said. “Some of these men would kill to own what’s in your head.” She leaned in, her voice like silk. “They’d have to get through me first.” A tense smile. Then Damon stepped aside to reveal a young woman seated beside him. “Alma, meet my daughter. Selene Kael.”

LILY “I’m Damon. They call me the leader here.” As soon as he concluded, my eyes went bright. “Damon? As in the Damon Croft? The popular Alpha Damon?” I asked in disbelief. “Is there any other Damon you know of that doesn’t fit my description?” He asked sarcastically. Damon? Is this the same Damon that was rumored to be a disgusting beast? The same Damon whose face looked like they were shaped with leftover sand by the moon goddess? The same man that is said to be huge and shapeless?

"He's avoiding touching you because he's terrified of hurting you. Of losing control and doing something that would traumatize you after everything you've been through with your ex-husband." I blinked at her. "What?" "Damon is a Prime Alpha," Clara explained. "One of the most powerful in the region. That means his instincts are stronger, more intense than most wolves. When he finally allows himself to claim his mate properly, it's going to be... overwhelming. For both of you. He's been holding himself back because he doesn't want to scare you or push you into something you're not ready for." "But I am ready," I heard myself say. "Or at least, I want to be. I want to experience what all those

I nodded respectfully and attempted to move away to the next guest, but he stopped me. “I would love to be introduced to the new Queen of this mighty land. There is nothing I would love more than to see the face that softens the heart that had been toughened by war.” “Gladly.” I nodded and turned to where Celeste stood, Flora beside her. “Come, milady, let me introduce you to my circle of trusted allies.” “This is Damian, Alpha of the Full Moon pack and an old ally of ours.” I gestured toward the general direction where I assumed Damian was, hidden by his guards.

Silver: I let out the breath I didn’t realize I had been holding when I was far away from the throne room and away from Alpha Damon. Whenever I was with him, I suddenly found it hard to breathe or reason straight. Alpha Damon was just well, phenomenal, for lack of a better word. I didn't really get him. One moment he appeared to be nice to me and the next he acted like he wanted to kill me. I could still remember our discussion in his room some days ago, where I had poured out my heart to him and he had listened, even though he had no reason to. I still remembered how he had held onto me, rubbing his hands on my skin like he cou

It wasn’t long before the packhouse phone started ringing and the omega bought it to me since I was the highest in power in the house. “Hello.” I answered. “Hi. This is Alpha Hudson from South Dakota. Who am I speaking with?” He asked. “I’m Summer Everett. Alpha Ethan’s mate.” I explained. “Okay. Well, I received all of his faxes that he sent to me after I told him that I didn’t want to get involved with this crazy idea of taking on the Lycan King…Tell Alpha Ethan that he has changed my mind.” Alpha Hudson said. “You have no idea what this means to all of us. You really don’t. Can I ask how big your pack is and how many warriors you have?” I asked.

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.