Alpha Dom Mga Nobela at Kwento

Enzo's voice was a low growl, barely restrained, as if he were holding back a torrent of anger. The man leaned back in his chair, completely unbothered by the Alpha’s aggression. “Just enjoying the company,” he said smoothly, a hint of mockery in his tone. “Is that a crime, Alpha?” Enzo's jaw clenched, and for a moment, I thought he might lash out. Instead, he took a step closer, his voice dropping to a deadly whisper. “She's not for you,” he warned. “Leave.” The DOM chuckled again, a dark, knowing sound. “We'll see about that,” he replied. His eyes flicked back to me, still filled with that same unnerving intensity. “After all, she can decide for herself, can't she?”

She didn’t get any further because he popped the sausage into her mouth. “I said stop talking. Just let me think.” Dom said. He continued to feed them both as he thought. She had to learn some manners and her place. But this changed things for Dom. What else about her had slipped through the cracks? “I plan to nap after this. You’ll sleep here as well.” Dom found he liked her sitting on his knee and he didn’t feel inclined to lock her up somewhere. He popped a cherry tomato into her mouth when she tried to speak again. “I didn’t give you permission to speak. I’m Alpha and what I say goes. No one else’s opinion matters now.” Alpha Jones said.

But Adom knows what he is trying to do, and Adom is not buying it. "Oh, you can try Mr. Jace." Adom said with a smirk on his face, only making Jace smile more—a smile full of malice that made Adom cringe. "You have no power here, and your small pack is not strong enough to fight with mine." "That's true. But I really want to taste some power. You are now Alpha. Rose Branson." "What are you talking about?" Adom started saying it, but then it clicked. "Rose. No. Leave her out of it, you bi-!"

he said with a shudder at the thought of anything more between them. "You know what they say, brothers that go out whoring together stay together," Adom said with a chuckle. "Nobody says that!" Allen said with a grimace when a laugh burst from his mate. It was a lovely sound that made Allen knees weak, especially when he saw all of his Alphas beautiful white teeth on display as he threw his head back. "Adom has a well-earned reputation, he shows no decorum, thinking it funny to brag about past conquests" he muttered.

Daniel's narrow eyes grew smaller when he learned the info if one of his good friends already had Mate. Addy nodded confidently. “Yes, his Omega is the youngest daughter of Mr. Leo; Alpha, who has horse breeding in the city,” he explained. The sound between the friction of the wooden chair and the floor was loud. Making the dominant Alpha a little jerk in shock as his friend stood up with a tense face. He could feel that his friend's aura felt unpleasant. “Hey… what's the matter?” Addy also went to his feet to see his friend who was currently looking outraged as evidenced by his fangs had come out with his hands that had been overgrown with wolf fur. “Daniel---”

Since he did not try to command anyone, he would not know. "Command Dominic," David told Leo, laughing. Dominic did not find it funny, but besides the Stepanovs in our midst, Dominic was the only one that did not have alpha genes. The Stepanov Deltas were also like Alphas, so Dominic's genes were inferior to theirs. Leo looked at him with an evil grin on his face and smirked.

‘Let’s see who’s brave enough to show themselves. Silence blankets the crowd as they exchange glances, uncertainty hanging thick in the air. Jonas steps forward, his voice rising above the murmurs. “I’ve come back to reclaim my place as Alpha,” he declares, his tone commanding. “And I want every one of you to understand that I’m not here to play games. I’m here to protect our pack and our territory.” His mother’s expression softens, pride shining through her worry. “You’ve grown, Jonas. You always had it in you.”

Like something gentle that refuses to break. Like me. I exhale slowly, barely whispering, “Wow…” He hears it. Of course he does. Before I blink, his paddle lifts. “Twelve million.” A woman counters. “Twelve point four!” He doesn’t even look away from my face when he says, “Thirteen.” Another counter. “Thirteen point three!” Alpha Lucien’s eyes darken slightly… but still gentle… still warm… and he raises his paddle higher. “Fourteen.” The woman gives up.

Being with this Alpha must be ten times better than being stuck with Gamma Price. I have to make this work. No matter what.

Jordan bows her head in agreement, “The only thing is, Maddox didn’t understand who Daryl was” “Alpha of Alphas. What does that even mean?” “He is stronger, faster and more powerful than the average Alpha, it happens when they have killed multiple Alphas and taken over packs, they gain strength and power” Her words were making me see Daryl in a different light, a murderous wolf that constantly searched for more power. “He does love you” I raise an eyebrow at her “He is just like other male wolves, he feels the mate bond is strong enough to show that he loves you”