Alpha Dean Novels & Stories

(Am I clear? (Crystal.) I mutter between my teeth. (Good Girl.) He says and lets my chin go. (Can you at least tell me who you are and what do you want?) I say. (My name is Austin and as for what I want, well money of course.) He says and, smirk. (Okay Austin, if money is what you want then give me a phone and I’ll call my mate, he is an alpha and can pay you good as long as you do harm me or our pups.) I say trying to negotiate.

She smiled lazily at me and I felt Daxon trying to take control. She must have noticed the incessant change in my eye color because she trembled slightly and bowed to her. Daxon is an Alpha wolf and doesn't care for anyone except his mate so she knew she'd be torn to shreds if I allowed him to take control. "You chose me first, Adrian. I'm supposed to be your Luna, not some low….", I growled at her at her choice of words and she quickly changed what she was going to say, "not that girl".

RUBY. “What's going on here?” I turned to see the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on enter the hall. Dressed in a gray shirt and black pants, his short blond hair was slicked back, accentuating his striking aquamarine eyes. His presence exuded power, and without a word spoken, I knew exactly who he was: Kael, Alpha Frederick's only son. I had seen numerous pictures of him, but his physical presence was far more captivating than I had ever imagined. Kael had been away from home for four years, dedicated to learning and studying how to lead a pack.

“I’ll let you know what happens.” I step out of the pack house just as Creed arrives in a black SUV that looks more like a fortress on wheels than a vehicle. He steps out, and as usual, he’s a fucking giant. The man is built like a battle tank—solid muscle, tattooed arms crossed over his chest, exuding power like an Alpha should. His long blonde hair, a trait passed down from his father, Alpha Kai, is tied back, but it doesn’t make him look any less intimidating. If anything, it adds to his legend—this is the son of a fucking Wolf God.

Before I could complete, we hear a knock. I know it’s Ethan, I can smell him in space too. He walks in with a more confused expression than Drake's. I notice Ethan is petite compared to other men, his features make him cute, like those Asian idols that Drake keeps talking about. What was it, Be-Tea-Ass? After telling him to shift on this floor as my secretary, I order him and Drake to leave as Dakota wants to touch Ethan's blue hair, he likes the shine and color of his hair. This lousy wolf!

Breathing in heavily, I closed my eyes as I opened the book. The First Beta Dimitrio Islin was born and raised in Pennsylvania. At the age of 16, he became the first beta to Alpha Vincent Harlyn and together, they led the Blood Moon Pack in unison. At the age of 24, a beautiful rogue named Malia appeared in their territory and was about to get killed by their own kind when he felt a strong connection pulling her close to him. I gasped as I read it. Beads of sweats started to form on my forehead. What is this? Why does it feel like I can relate to the story?

Cale said, his voice smooth as silk. As we walked toward the entrance, I adjusted my posture, straightening my spine, letting my shoulders fall back just like Trinity had taught me. My sleek beige outfit hugged my frame, making every movement feel deliberate, like I was untouchable too. Every step was a statement — I wasn’t just arm candy. I was Luna. Their Luna. The heavy oak doors opened before we reached them, and there he was. Alpha Deacon. He had that older wolf aura—calm, commanding, like the kind of man who didn't have to raise his voice to be heard. His salt-and-pepper beard was neatly trimmed, and his eyes, a sharp steel gray, swept over me with thinly veiled curiosity.

He nods his head “With Jax being an asshole I needed a new Beta. His name is Cole” “Cole” I mutter quietly trying to make his name sink in “Cole has been a member of this pack for as long as I have, he is one of my oldest friends. I’m sure you will like him” A few moments later the door opens and in walks a well built man wearing just a pair of jeans, was he not cold because it was freezing outside. He was easily 6 foot tall, tattoos running the length of his arms and flowing out on to his chest. Blonde hair that was short and neat. He shakes Daryl’s hand and smiles at me, his blues eyes resting on my own “You must be Luna Ashley”

said Alex when seeing his serious stare . " Who is he ? " asked Antonio . " He.......He is a human . " said Alex . " I am gonna keep this simple . Who is he , Alex ?......Don't you dare lie to me . I am asking about his identity . " asked Antonio . Alex looked at Antonio and realized that he had to tell the truth . He wanted to avoid the subject but now that Damian left and wouldn't come back , Alex decided to talk . " His name is Damian Wright . He is the president of the Wright corporation . " said Alex .

Not just a wolf. But a force of nature. And no matter how much I wanted to run from him, some part of me—some maddening, aching part—knew it would be impossible. Whether I liked it or not, this man, this beast, this protector… was mine. And I was his. Our eyes were still locked when footsteps echoed across the ruined chamber. His beta entered—Lieutenant Daniel, clad in formal armor, eyes darting from the destroyed wall to the blood-soaked floor, then to the dead assassin sprawled at Alexandro’s feet.