Novelas y relatos de Alpha Jax

One of the strange wolves shifted back into a man. I looked at his face and recognized him instantly. “Omega Amia,” he said. “It is good to see you again, even if this is not the welcome I expected.” I opened my mouth to respond, but Zand’s wolf crashed into him with absolute force, ready to tear him apart. “Stop, Zand! It was not him!” I shouted, pushing past Seraphina to sit up. “Do not kill him, Zand. That is Alpha Jax, High Alpha of the Renegade Hunters Pack.”

"I guess you are after my Theta wolves just like the rest of the world. Every single pack that comes knocking on my door wants to use my men for their own gain." "It is not for the reason you think, Alpha," Jax said, leaning forward slightly. "We do not want to use them to attack anyone. We need them for self-defense." "Right. Self-defense," Alpha Damien said, sarcasm dripping from every single word. He scoffed lightly. "That is what they all say right before they start a war."

Always had someone on the inside who thought they could bargain with monsters and walk away clean. Jasper cornered me near the armory, helmet still under his arm, sweat streaking his jaw. “You’re not going to tell them, are you?” he asked. I didn’t slow. “Tell who?” He scoffed and fell into step beside me. “Don’t play Alpha Zen with me. You smelled it too.” “I smelled a lot of things,” I said flatly. “Most of them unpleasant.” “Cute deflection,” he shot back. “You keeping this quiet is going to bite us in the ass.”

As I stood infront of Jackson his intoxicating scent gave me a boost of energy, I didn't know I needed. I unfastened the towel wrapped around me and let it drop to the floor. I stood infront of him totally naked and in complete awe on how quickly his eyes changed from a perfect sapphire colour to obsidian in a matter of seconds. I knew his wolf was scratching at the surface, trying to break free rom his mortal coil. I knew that if Alpha Jackson drops his guard for half a second his wolf would leap out and stand before me, and I didn't know what turned me on more, the thought of finally undressing Jackson or seeing his wolf for the first time.

' Gathering intel ' was all he ever did these days . Kane was really curious as to what Alpha had given him the mission to gather this Intel . He was pretty sure that he wasn't the one . Josh groaned yet again . " You did not have to throw me so hard ", Josh whined as he stretched his hands . " I did not even throw you that hard ", Kane refuted . " Yeah , not that hard just hard enough to dislocate my shoulders ", Josh cried out . " Stop being a baby , you're a fucking Gamma now ", Kane tried to shut him up .

It was almost like they believed. “Of course not!” Lana exclaimed, touching my feet as I looked up at her with sad eyes. “There’s no way we think you work for that monster. Their alpha, Alpha Jax Pentagon is an evil creature who destroys everything in his way. I hear he’s cruel and he hurts everyone who as much as breathes in the wrong direction.”

I said as the powder reached the battleground, one by one each wolf start returning to human. "Wolfsbane," Walter said, I smiled and gave him a nod "how foolish, it will still affect your men, maybe not you, but can you kill a thousand men alone? maybe you can but we will make sure you men die too," he said laughing. "Have you ever heard of an Alpha that can fuel his pack cause he is very powerful?" I asked and he looked confused.

“Not how I imagined becoming Alpha, but to make up for what you had to go through Kara, I’ll take it.” Jax said with a chuckle. I smiled at him and gave a little nod. “You will be an amazing Alpha because you are not him. Simple as that.” “Agreed. Jax, you are kind and fair and stern when needed. You got this. I’m more surprised you made me Gamma. I was not expecting that.” Torrance admitted with a shaky surprised breath.

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

His scent is instilled in every crook of the condo, Adom can sense it as easy as dew forms before dawn. Alexander is an alpha. That's evident. Adom needs to decide how high up on his list of problems that certain aspect is. When he thinks about the way Alexander yielded to him last night without an ounce of fear his heart thumps. He's not sure he could ever do that in front of another alpha, let alone one he met in a bar. Alexander had laid himself bare right there in that alley and Adom had not thought twice about following him back to his house then. So why is the fact that Alexander is an alpha such a hindrance to Adom now, he thinks. Or is that not the problem at all? Adom furrows his br