Alpha King's Craved Pet Novels & Stories

He was ready to take over, to obliterate the world, to find out what was wrong, even if he left the dead bodies and world burned in the wake! I pulled back, Alice still in my arms, blissfully unaware of anything being wrong. Her head tilted, eyes closed, she was waiting for more. My whole body hardened – something felt off and something was not right. I could not kiss her again. “Alpha King”, she said purring at me, drawing herself closer, opening her eyes, inviting me, her ample breasts rubbing on me, her breath warm, wanting me pulling me.. Sparks were still there, albeit not strong, but they were there. “Come here baby”, she was purring, exposing her neck to me, submitting in every way.

Growing up and believing she is the only child of her parents only for her nanny, who she considered part of her family gave her shocking news on her eighteenth birthday. Alpha Ian: The alpha of Crimson shadows pack, he is a sex addict and a psychopath.. well no one except his sister knows he’s suffering from clinical lycanthropy, he derives his pleasure through Amelia, his property. He is obsessed with her, treating her brutally is what turns him on. To his people, he is a good alpha but to Amelia and those who know what happens between closed doors, he is a beast.

"don't kill her," his dominant voice echoed in the room. When I opened my eyes to look at the ruthless Alpha king walking towards me, who killed everyone in my pack. He looked at me with his deep blue ocean eyes, and I can't tell what is going on in his head but, he squatted down to my level and looked at my face, observing everything. He grabbed my chin, still looking at my face, and told me in his cold dominant voice, almost harsh, "my mate?".

I asked, trying to wet my tongue to get rid of the dryness. “Oh dear, where are my manners? You may call me Alpha King.” He said proudly. “K-king?” I asked. “Yes, very soon I will become the King of all wolves, with you by my side.” He said and I heard the rattle of chains and then he opened the door to the cage I was in. “Here, drink up my dear. You sound parched.” He spoke, placing a straw to my lips. I didn’t argue, I took a long drink and then spit it back out as soon as I tasted what was in it. He was drugging me.

I bowed my head placing my hands in front of me. I can’t let out such an opportunity. Imagine if such a powerful being was on our side. I must get the advantage of the care that he gave to Alpha’s mate. I need him on our side. I need to help our Alpha to get stronger. He’ll need to get stronger to take his rightful place in Westineof; the throne. If he were the king, it would make my dream come true. Imagine a good king for land; he would create a place for all species to gather and live comfortably.

I look around the room and find several warriors who are definitely not rogues standing around and Rocco sitting on the couch, pulling something out of his pocket and sniffing it. “Where’s the Dark Alpha?” I ask, knowing I really should keep my guard up. There’s one thing I know to be 100% true. The Dark Alpha doesn’t like others touching his pet without permission. After weeks of being beaten up by the rogues and occasionally raped by the Alpha, not once did he let this so-called Prince touch me.

They hadn’t expected me to deny having powers. “Then what happened to them?” Angelo’s friend asked. “We heard they had their wolves stolen. Wasn’t that you?” “What pack gave birth to an insolent little brat like you?” A deep magnetic voice suddenly cut in, shocking the whole room. Angelo’s friend turned indignant and ready to argue only for his eyes to pop out once he saw the person standing behind him. “Al-Alpha King.” “Go on.” Draven said to the room at large, sweeping his gaze over every single one of them. “You seem to have a lot of questions to ask my mate. Go ahead and ask.”

Anger fueled inside of me. The Alpha King is known as the most ruthless creature ever existed. He killed a countless creature with his hands and just by the name Jester could make a person insane. No way in hell I will ever get close to that man! Furious is just an understatement of what I feel right now. I never expected Alpha Greg to be greedy, I knew he had a deeper reason why he wanted me to mate with the Alpha King's brother. I loved Alpha Henderson because he was so caring and that was before... before I discovered that I am a Stealer.

I drift toward the edge of the reception area near the lake, champagne in hand, trying to breathe through the discomfort of too many memories, too many questions in familiar eyes. Wolves in designer suits and couture gowns cluster in groups, their laughter bright and effortless. I catch fragments of conversation—mergers, territory expansions, and whispers about the new Alpha King being in attendance. His coronation photos circulated through every pack territory just months ago—ruthless, cold, powerful. The kind of Alpha who commands respect through presence alone. The crowd shifts, and that's when I feel it—a pull, sharp and undeniable. I look up. Across the reception area, through the clust

How could he be angry at her? “You have more to say, don’t you? Why won’t I be an alpha of this pack?” He pulled back and stared straight into her eyes, searching for answers. She pressed herself closer to him, afraid he might bolt. He was slightly amused and prompted her with a look. “Alpha King. That’s the position you would take. Alpha of all alphas, alpha of all werewolves.” Her voice and delivery of those statements were fitting with her perceived personality. She actually sounded mysterious and it sent chills down his back.