Alpha Damon Novels & Stories

Alpha Damian was young, merely twenty five years of age but still remained as meek when it came to matters of state, even though his recent actions could tell a pirated tale. He was a 6’1 inch tall Alpha Male with a full blonde mane and a smoldering yet naive gaze. His unmatched aura defined the prowess in his ghastly bestial form as unparalleled He was the most powerful and lethal of all ranks of werewolves having the scouts and betas as his attack dogs, powerless against his every whim. His Luna had yet to be revealed by the moon goddess but he was ever hopeful. As as this point, all that preoccupied his mind was the ever ravaging resistance and also regaining his control back from the dom

"I will kill her, I won't let her go I swear." Alexis answered. "I didn't say you will let her go, I just came to tell you that I have found a solution and by tomorrow you will be out of this place, I promise you." Damon said. * *Windham pack* Damon was allowed to talk to the Alpha in person, he was taken to the Alpha's chamber. "Greetings your highness." Damon greeted. "Greetings, and who are you?" Alpha blaze, Crimson's father's best friend replied. "I'm Damon your highness, Princess Alexis friend." Damon said.

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.”

I know I never want a mate, but finding him and watching him do horrible things to me because of a misunderstanding is too hard for my heart and soul to bear. “Damon, you need to believe me, my brother really—” “Who are you to call me by my name? I am Alpha Damon to you!” He growls coldly, his intense amber eyes spitting with anger and irritation that sends tremors down my spine. “If you ever call me by my name, I will rip your tongue out and make sure you never get to say a word again in your entire life.” Alpha Damon’s words take me by surprise, and my heart plummets under my chest as I listen to them.

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.

Damien murmured, stepping towards him. "Yes, Alpha," Roy replied. "Who are you to me?" Damien asked. "I'm your beta, Alpha, and one of your longest friends," Roy stated. "Good," Damien said, nodding, "Why do you do things you shouldn't do?" "What do you mean, Alpha?" Roy questioned. "You know exactly what I mean. Like when I said you shouldn't mention her name, yet you keep doing that. If you are indeed my Beta and friend, as you said, you won't ever go against what I say as your superior." Damien let out.

I said uncomfortably and placed out my hand to stop him. It had the opposite effect. He took my hand and leaned his large mouth with all his big teeth forward. His hard lips touched the backs of my fingers. I tried to snatch my hand away, but he kept ahold of it. “I swear my allegiance to you, Tara Layton, The Promised, the wielder, the bringer of peace. My breath, my blood, my life.” He dropped my hand, stood, and stepped back. Another guttybrew took his place. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, but Talon held me in place with gentle pressure around my back.

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.

Third pov: The princess was far too powerful. She appears to be one of the new turn wolves' stronger members. The Alpha had no idea his daughter was so powerful that she knocked out all of his formidable guards. Despite this, the princess had no idea what she done. The Alpha itself couldn’t do anything. He doesn't want anything to harm to his daughter. As the princess utilized her power on the alpha, he did not fight back. The princess, however, fled after he was wounded and pushed to the ground. Someone entered the room. When the Alpha spotted his Beta and his guard, he smiled.

“Frankly, your report sounds… lackadaisical. Unacceptable.” Damon flinched, his eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly. I could feel the heat radiating from him, the suppressed anger. As Gamma, he was used to being in charge of security and the hunt. Being called out like this, in front of the other officials, clearly stung his pride. But he said nothing. He just gripped the edge of the table, his knuckles turning white. He knew the rules. An Alpha’s word was law. Questioning it, talking back… that was a challenge. And Damon wasn’t stupid enough to challenge a True Alpha, not openly anyway. Even if his gaze held a silent promise of resentment.