Alpha Damon Novels & Stories

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.

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.

"Who else is going to be there?" "Damon." My jaw drops open as I hear the name. Damon? Meanwhile, Eric's face contorts in anger, his fists clenching. "Hell no! I'm not letting my little sister walk into a not only human zone, but also a place that my ex-bestfriend and traitor is in!" Damon is the alpha of an ally pack, and he was once Eric's best friend. That was until a fight happened between them in their college days, a betrayal Eric still refuses to disclose the details of.

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.”

Aria stepped closer, her gaze flickering over the group gathered around the fire. “What do you want?” Liam asked, his tone guarded. Aria took a deep breath, her hands trembling slightly. “I overheard the Alpha talking. He’s planning to betray you. He’s made a deal with an outsider, someone who wants the Heart of Nyx for themselves.” Clara felt a chill run down her spine. “Who is this outsider?” “I don’t know,” Aria replied, her eyes filled with urgency. “But they’re powerful, and they have their own army. The Alpha is planning to ambush you on your way back to your territory.”

Damon retorted with a weird smirk in his face. I was shocked to my bone marrow. I felt my knees go weak, and I fell to the ground, my body numb from the pain of the hard fall. I was going crazy. Who was this person in front of me? Where was my best friend? “Damon, I can understand your wishes to not disrespect the moon goddess, but this? No,” I shook my head, still crying. He growled loudly and shot me daggers with his stare. “It’s Alpha to you; you’re no longer permitted to call me by my name,” he said as his eyes darkened, still looking at me.

Vivian smiled—slow, knowing, like a wolf watching her prey try to act bigger than it was. “Someone who knows you better than you know yourself,” she replied. “You remind me of your father, you know. The same inflated ego, the same delusion of being untouchable.” She began to walk in a slow circle around him, her voice calm but laced with venom. “Alpha Damon thought the same. He believed no one could bring him down. That his power made him invincible.” Damian stood tall, his jaw tight, still clinging to his dominance. But I saw it—a flicker in his eyes. Confusion. Caution. Maybe even fear.

By dawn, Magnus Vale was dragged away in silver chains, bound for Blackreach Fortress. And by dusk, Alpha Richard Cross was on his deathbed, his body broken from battle. When the moon rose that night, Damon was named Alpha. His father's injury marked the end of one era, and the beginning of another. Damon took a slow, steady breathe and shook of the memory. He walked towards the window, raising his head to the sky. The morning sun washed over him as he closed his eyes. He had never truly believed in the Moon Goddess, not since she'd sent Amber his way as his mate, but this time, as he opened his eyes again, he found himself praying.

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?

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.