Alpha Destiny Height Novels & Stories

She looks very alluring and dazzling too. Please everyone take your seat and welcome to the sixth annual Alpha's Conference said Alpha Ben Miles and his Beta Monroe Jackson. Ben Miles is the Alpha here in Salt Lake City and his pack is one of the largest packs here with five hundred pack members and five hundred warriors. Now you know that he is trying to keep his pack safe with those many warriors. He is 6'8" tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He radiated an aura that no one wanted to mess with.

"Alpha, she's…" "I'm aware of what she is, Cassidy. Uncuff her." The zip-ties came off, leaving angry red welts on my wrists. I resisted the urge to rub them, keeping my hands at my sides, trying to project a calm I absolutely didn't feel. Dominic stood, rounding the desk to stand directly in front of me. He was tall, over six feet, and I had to tilt my head back to meet his eyes. That was a mistake. Meeting an Alpha's gaze directly was a challenge, an act of disrespect that could get your throat ripped out.

He smirked which did nothing to ease the embarrassment I felt. "Of course but the height, not so much." I answered by putting the water down, and evading his gaze. "Am I not tall enough for you ma'am?" He asked Sarcastically. We both knew he was. As an Alpha he was standing at 6'6ft tall.

Valerie: “Easy,” Alpha Dante said, watching as I jumped upon feeling his presence behind me. “I am sorry, I didn’t hear you coming.” I said, turning to face the Alpha. I stood watching the stars outside the hotel, needing air, and it seemed to me that the Alpha didn’t seem to take my need for privacy as important.

Adaline bowed her head even lower, her heart incessantly reciting prayers, hoping that Altezza would be willing to help her. *** Altezza was quite surprised when he exited the elevator and saw a petite figure with fair skin and long black hair tied in a ponytail standing nervously before him. Was she Adaline? She seemed diminutive, more like a high school student than a mature woman in her mid-twenties. Did the girl fake her credentials? He found the thought absurd. Standing right in front of the petite girl, Altezza observed her. She was shorter than Claire, and certainly far from Jovanka's proportional figure. The girl's height barely reached half of her chest. It seemed Altezza needed to

“I love you, too, Sweetie. Good night.” He hangs up the phone and puts his hand on his heart. “Sorry, that was my daughter. Now what’s going on?” Even though I’m six feet tall and in pretty good shape, standing next to the Alpha makes me feel like a pipsqueak. He is even bigger than his guards in height and just overall size. He has changed out of his suit into jeans and a button-down shirt. There are tattoos on the back of his hands and knuckles. There are more sticking out from his collar. I have never seen eyes the shade of green as his.

His eyes, cold and calculating, locked onto hers, and she knew without a doubt that he saw her as a threat. Roderick’s reputation preceded him. He was known for his cunning, his ability to manipulate the minds of those around him, and his ruthless ambition. He had been watching from the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike, and now, it seemed that moment had come. His challenge was not just about physical strength; it was about questioning her legitimacy as the Alpha. His words were sharp, laced with disdain as he mocked her victory over Kael, downplaying her strength and undermining everything she had worked for. He called her unfit to lead, suggesting that her victory had been n

only way to get the throne is if the true heir gives it to him or they die, Short light chocolate brown hair with red tips Dark blue eyes with little specks of green 6'ft inches 23 Power:- Silver tongue Igaro Ivashov Hybrid Lycan Mate to Melissa Head warrior to the hybrids and lycan demons, Long dark brown hair Silver gray eyes 6'ft inch Age unknown Alovia Davister Magical Queen of Davister clan and magicals later goddess of death Short red hair Emerald green eyes 5'6 inch Power:- Davister power casting spells and performing dark magic later goddess of darkness. Xander Valsher Werewolf Adopted brother of Melissa Next Alpha of Valsher pack later one of the royal council to the crown, Lord of

I found myself giving a slow, involuntary nod of agreement. The man was a towering wall of muscle, easily hitting 1.9 meters. He was the literal definition of a prime Alpha. Every limb was perfectly proportioned, encased in a rugged black tactical jacket and dark trousers that did nothing to hide the power in his frame—broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist and legs that seemed to go on forever.

Daisy - I hear murmured voices, deep voices, male voices, and what sounds like a door closing follows and the room goes silent, moments later the door swings open fully and a ginormous hulk of a man stands before me. He is at least 6 foot 7, maybe 8, and is built like a brick sh.., well a really large person. His face is hard, lined in a way that depicts anger and frustration, he looks terrifying, and I can sense by his aura that he is the Alpha I have been waiting to meet. I lower my head in recognition hoping he isn’t really as angry as he looks.