Alpha Dog Synopsis Novels & Stories

He hadn't wanted to tell them this piece of information at first, but after a second thought, he found it best to let them know of the impending unavoidable death on time so that they could be prepared, and treasured their last days with their father, the good Alpha. "What are you saying, Agrip? I don't understand." It was Anthony speaking now. "You just declared death on the Alpha. That is treason you know." Agrip smiled wistfully. His boys were grown. He remembered when he had taught them both the do's and don'ts of a werewolf, of a leader, of an Alpha. They had never for one day disappointed him. "Not at all. And besides, i didn't say so. The seer did." He mentioned, cocking his head to t

Anna Kiz opened the door wide as she settled herself by the edge of Chris’ bed, “I’ve been working in odd hours for a week straight. My superiors decided to give me a day off tomorrow and they allowed me to go home early today.” “Anyways, never mind about that. How was the conversation you had with Nathan? Is he…?” asked his mother curiously and Chris let out another sigh. He carefully handed the crumbled paper to his mother before sitting beside her, “He’s an Alpha.” Anna Kiz read the result slip with a surprised look, “That’s… unexpected. Middle-seed Alpha were-tiger. I guess my theory is incorrect. I mean, not all theories will eventually come out true and that’s a fact.”

Even if it meant facing the unknown, even if it meant facing it alone. Ever since I accepted the role of Alpha, a profound sense of peace has settled within me. It's like finally finding the missing piece of a puzzle that I've been struggling to solve for as long as I can remember. Before, I used to fight against my wolf, constantly battling for control, suppressing her instincts, her power, her dominance. But now, it's different. Now, she's not a force to be tamed, but a force to be embraced. She's no longer confined within the shadows of my consciousness; she roams free, her presence a comforting presence rather than a constant struggle.

Devon growled, one of his hands rubbing his forehead, trying to get rid of the aftereffects. "Like I said," Mikalya walked forward to stand in front of me. "I'm the white wolf. The only Female Alpha." "Right," Devon held out his hands, palms up. "We can do this the easy way sugar, no need to get violent." Clearly, they were up to something. They way Aiden moved back slightly, his stance battle ready, told me Devon was planning something big. "And what would that be," Mikalya smiled sweetly at the men.

What happened next was shocking. He dragged me back to the house by my arm and what I saw when I got inside was horrifying my parents lay dead and the house was trashed, but what scared me more was there was no scent of a rogue being in the house. Beta peter turned to me and asked what happened and why i lied i kept telling him i didn't but he didn't believe me and since my parents were dead Beta peter became the alpha and he had the pack warriors take me to the interrogation room. I sat quietly waiting for him and when he finally came he told me if I didn't tell the truth I would become the omega of the pack. He kept asking questions all night and by the end of it all he still didn't belie

She stood proudly again and said, looking at me with her miserable appearance and thin body, "I am Jenny Anderson, daughter of Alpha Anderson from the Golden Sun Pack, and I reject you, Alpha Dragon." I smiled mockingly. Does she think that by rejecting me, I would accept her even if she were my mate? Alpha Dragon is never rejected, no matter what happens. So I shouted, "I am Alpha Dragon from the Blue Moon Pack, and I reject you, Jenny." Yes, I rejected her, but she won't go away. She will just be a whore I use for my pleasure, even if it means burning her entire pack to have her.

At that moment I just wish to shut my eyes and vanish from the face of the earth entirely. I struggle to get out of his grip but I start feeling Alpha Victor's claws dig deep into my neck. I choke out a bitter cry but my sobbing noise is suddenly overshadowed by Alpha Victor's hysteric laughter. I feel his grip on my neck loosen, I slump to the floor in defeat, and my entire body collides with the hard floor.

He looked so beautiful. "You know what the answer is little wolf," He said in a cold voice. And he turned to go. I couldn't let him leave. I can't stay in the dungeon. I stood up from the ground running across the cell and towards the alpha. My fingers wrapped tightly around his arms and just as I touched him, sparks erupted. They spread from where our bodies touched up from my arms and straight to my body. A great force sent me flying through the air and I hit the base of the cell. The alpha was glaring at me with eyes filled with rage.

I mind link with my mate. “Is it done?” he asks. “Mostly. A few got away, but the pack has basically been wiped out.” I tell him about Doogie and his mother. “I let them go. He doesn’t…he’s like a toddler. He doesn’t even know what’s up or down.” “The last Alpha on record is a wolf named Clifford.” “I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say Clifford is dead. Doogie was definitely their Alpha.” “You’re sure?”