Alpha Dreams Novels & Stories

He started, and I held my breath, waiting. " A phatom Alpha can be vaguely described as mind manipulator..." He explained.. " They are existences that are meant to chip in during global crisis, when things are about to escalate beyond just swords, daggers, fangs, and claws." He went on.. " They can use their gift to manipulate minds, to plant ideas, and pain." He wore a teasing smile as he said that, looking at me. He was probably referring to that hellfire and cold that I had been subjected to the other day.

Wait, what? Before I knew anything, I was in my wedding dress, and standing in front of me was the alpha of Silver river pack, Alpha Curtis, and right now he was looking at me with hate and disgust. Hey! Don’t look at me like that! It’s not like I wanted to do this. I rolled my eyes and apparently he saw that because right now the look on his face was added a bit of anger and shock. Yeah didn’t see that coming did you? A smirk crept up my face until my eyes met with my father’s.

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The girl who once had her life ruined because of her desire to become an Augmented Alpha in the entire galaxy. The next day, Alpha Dior woke up with a headache because of the alcohol he drank last night. He rubbed his eyes as he was obviously still sleepy. He looked around the room and grabbed the bed next to him. He immediately looked for Crema because she was no longer by his side. He got up and got dressed. He opened the door of his room to see Crema outside. He met some of the members of the bloody scar. They bowed to show respect to him as the supreme Alpha.

DANE N othing I could do, would stop the sinister thoughts that crept through my mind, as I made my way over to the Lennox Compound. My princess had already experienced the kind of evil Alexander Ducane could dish out first hand, saw the aftermath his demented son did to her best friend, I didn’t want her to have to go through it all again. I wasn’t leaving this meeting without what I wanted.

My heart pounded heavily as I held my breath, stepping onto the soft carpet and approaching the bed. Pulling back the canopy slowly, I looked at the figure lying on the bed. His silver hair shimmered like moonlight, his sharp features still imposing even in slumber, bearing the aura of an Alpha . His golden pupils were tightly shut, giving the illusion that he would never open his eyes again.

Alpha? Then I turned to see Kieran's fierce gaze locked on me. He had a mean demeanor. He wasn't cheerful. His eyes didn't trust me. Chills swept past my back. My throat went dry. But I knew I couldn't afford to give myself away. I had to compose myself. He was an Alpha. He would sense every lie. See past every pretentious act. I couldn't let him sense my nervousness. He would investigate and the young lady's life would be in danger.

Her words echo, eerie and powerful, rattling through my chest, my bones. “What do you mean?” I ask, confused. But she doesn’t reply. Only the brilliance of her light grows, swallowing me whole. I jolt awake. My heart races in my chest. I sit up in bed, cracking my neck. A dream. It was just a dream. But it didn’t feel like one. Was it guilt? No. I don’t feel guilty for claiming Iris. Because it doesn’t feel wrong. Not even close. We Alphas aren’t exactly encouraged to claim pure humans but it isn’t forbidden either to claim them for sport. Especially not when we know our destined mates are still out there, somewhere.

He takes care of her and when he's satisfied, lifts her up and places her right beside him, "now the conversation" "I'll start by introducing us to you, I'm Lucas and he's Jason", Lucas says. "I gathered that much". "Jace is the Alpha and therefore king in my country, I'm his Beta and best friend". "By Beta you mean second-in-command right?", she asks Lucas. "Yes", he replies with a smile. "What do I have to do with any of that?" "Well, you're one of the most powerful people in our world, that's one of the things you have to do with any of these".

Patrick had taken risks before with his agents, but there had never been a case like this. “He’s going to be an alpha,” Patrick whispered, staying close to her so his words wouldn’t carry far. She knew the other agents were waiting just outside of the medical wing. “I can tell by the speed of his healing. Hell, the guy was already starting to shift at the scene. We had to dose him three times just to stop the change.” Three times? She’d been the one to brew that drug. Hellen knew it was powerful. One dose should have been more than enough to put Damon out.