Alpha king's torn desire Novels & Stories

To every other person, he was Alpha Tyler, Prince of the Moon Shine Pack, son to the most feared alpha in SilverCrest, and he's on his way to inheriting the position of the general commander of SilverCrest. But to me, he was just stormy grey eyes, a handsome devil who sleeps around and finds it fun to break girls' hearts like one would break used toys and to pick on people that are below him and treat them as if they're trash. And someone like that turned out to be my mate. "Aaaaaaarghhhh," I screamed into my pillow with sheer frustration and pent-up anger and I felt another round of tears well up in my eyes. I didn't deserve this at all.

I finally took in her full nudity, dull blue eyes stared right back into my soul, pale skin glowing in the daylight, natural big tits and full hips made for grabbing while I pound into her. I struggled to maintain my composure as I gave her the next order. "Clear my desk and sit on it." "B-but why Alpha?" Her response was meek and so quiet I almost didn't hear it. "Because I want to taste you." My voice was hoarse as I spoke. "Pass me your panties and lay back on the desk."

His piercing eyes locked on mine with intensity, causing me to retreat out of instinct. This wasn't Gunnar anymore. This was the Alpha King.

“Tell me who your real daughter is, if not me—the one who’s been by your side all this time! Because as far as I’m concerned, the first one got lost in the woods and died—probably eaten by a wild animal! I’m the only one alive, the only one breathing, the one who should be Queen. Would you really be foolish enough to lose me too?” The Alpha King exhales a long, tired breath. His shoulders slump. Slowly, he raises a hand, as if preparing to speak. And then… he looks at me. Right into me. His eyes lock with mine, and it feels like the entire world fades away. There’s something raw in his gaze—conflict, regret, longing… fear. I see it all. He wants to say it. I can feel it in my soul. But he do

in front of a row of lockers and made the scariest Alpha alive lose control. You can’t say it, can you? You want it. I see you. Don’t pretend. Don’t lie. You want to be the one he calls kitten. You want to be the reason he snaps necks and shatters skulls and spits threats so hot the floor trembles. You want to be the one who walks beside him, ruined and radiant and branded with his scent so deep even the Goddess herself can’t wash it off. But you’re not. Bitch, you’re single. Hahaha

“You think you can take what the bond has chosen?” The Alpha King’s roar turned into a hiss, teeth bared, but he could not move. The bond held him, a cage of fire and desire. “I… will not—” he growled, but the words faltered. I stepped closer, hands trembling but steady. “You will not take me,” I said, voice ringing with certainty. “I am theirs. And I choose them. All of them. Together.” The Alpha King’s eyes widened, and for the first time, fear flickered across his face. He snarled, a last desperate attempt at control—but the bond flared again, stronger, hotter, unyielding.

Alpha Marcus will be doomed as they planned about it. "King, listen to me. I want to destroy him. I am not coming back without those papers. I promise. I am only yours. That shit of the moth**fuc**r Alpha can not do anything to me. Because my heart belongs to you." She said to him. She has to convince him at this time.

Possessively and claiming. Maybe it was the first time he kissed me. Raw, dark and hungry. His hands tracing over me as if measuring, marking and claiming. I didn’t know when my fear of him turned into something else—longing, desire, needing his touch. I didn’t care anymore how or why. All I knew was that my heart had betrayed me. And it had betrayed me to him. Alpha Kingsley. The ruthless Alpha King. The cold, heartless Lycan. Yet… when he looked at me, sometimes there was something behind his eyes. Something fleeting, soft, almost vulnerable.

He lifted my chin, so I was looking at him. I didn't know how to answer that. Did I believe he wouldn't hurt me? I wanted to... But wanting to and doing are two different things. And he had a history.... "Every girl before you, Grace, didn't deserve to be by my side. They all just wanted me for the power. Each and every one of them either betrayed me, or wanted my status or my wealth. None of them wanted me for me. And I deserve to be wanted for me. I never loved any of them." I looked away, unsure of what to make of that. Did that answer my question? Kind of. But how does one even betray the Alpha King?

like me? The Alpha stepped forward, his eyes never left mine. He stood at the edge of the platform, his gaze , intense. “Bring her.” His voice was a low growl, directed at a man, I suppose is his beta. The man grabbed my arm, yanking me towards the Alpha. My legs felt like heavy. I was sold. I was no longer free. My fate was sealed. But as I was dragged closer, my eyes met his again and I heard the whispers. The powerful Alpha. The Alpha King, Kael, if the whispers held true. His gaze was piercing, unsettling. And I knew, with a terrifying certainty, that my life was about to change in ways I couldn't possibly comprehend.