Alpha Male Double Nyt Novels & Stories

We need to get her to tell us who this Wyatt fellow is and who these friends are. Don’t care, we can dismantle each Pride in New York. No need to make it complicated, just fish out people who look like him, kill them, and then boom! We’re golden. We can’t do that. That’s killing innocents. Since when are men innocent? You all are a bunch of over-grown children a majority of the time and only thinking with your dicks. And what are you? A she-wolf then? No, I’m an Alpha wolf who has manners and respects the consent of his partner when in the bedroom. And I also prefer a woman’s intellect over her body.

Apart from the fact that my mate was mistreated, I love the Night Howlers pack. From the little, I've seen so far of it. Alpha Nate is a man of good standard and quality taste. I love the way his pack is structured and resources utilized. The Night Howlers pack's standard of living is top-notch considering the fact that it's not even among the first five largest packs in North America.

Sneaking another look at the first male who spoke, then the second one mind linking Amy, I ask. “Are we in playgirl heaven? if so, thank you.” She licks her lips and slaps tall blonde and handsome on the ass, “This one is mine. You get Alpha-hole.” I burst out laughing, Alpha-hole growls as he steps closer to me; I step back, only stopping when my back hits a wall. “I am Nathan, this is my Beta Drew, and everyone except you and I are leaving my bedroom now.”

“Do you know how admirable it is to build one of the strongest packs from what used to be a small one? Our pack looks up to you too.” A bashful smile appeared on Wyatt's face. “Thank you.” “And I'm Alexandria Hyde,” I introduced myself. “Wyatt's mate.” “She is also the Alpha of the Twin Peaks Pack,” Wyatt added. I turned toward him and pursed my lips. “Women can't be recognized as Alphas.” “Yet,” the woman corrected with a smile. “I think female Alphas should exist soon.” Her eyes met mine. “And I think you'd make a wonderful one.” Warmth spread through my chest.

I tease her with the information I can deliver on. “I won’t promise you immunity until I hear what you have to say, Body. And even then, you may not get immunity,” Kate says. I look over and see her new mate smirking at me, “What the fuck are you looking at asshole?” I ask him. “Oh, I’m just enjoying your show my friend. I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced, my name is Alpha Colby Smith with the Silver Crescent Pack,” he offers. As he says who he is I realize he had looked familiar to me. And now I was taking a step back, he was the most powerful Alpha across the Country. Kate would be able to deliver her punishment, but he too could deliver punishment, if he chose.

I said and he tilted his head. “Do you think the other mark was made by her mate?” I asked and he nodded. “Plausibly so, especially since the mark was made by an Alpha” I told him and he gasped. “What? An Alpha? How can you tell?” He asked. “Alpha marks tend To be bigger than marks made by other wolves” I told him and he nodded slowly. “You remember when she unknowingly cried at the hospital? I felt the strength of her wolf, the strength of a Luna but it was gone so quickly that I thought I had imagined it” He said and I nodded because I had felt it too.

Me? Could I actually be an Alpha?

My legs felt weighted as I inched forward; my gaze remained fixed on him. He was there, Alexander Thorn—the Alpha King. I have heard so much about him, his aura, his power, his beauty, and his charm. But standing in his room with his wife and Luna, I never imagined it. He was unconscious, but he didn’t look pale, weak, or sunken in frailness; my eyes travelled on him. His face, sharp jaw, proud nose, and lips that seemed carved by some cruel god, were far too alive for someone they claimed was lost in a vegetative state.

That's rare among wolves. "Mate! Mate!" Angeline shouted. I was surprised, but then I smiled at him. I said to him, "Hi." In the blink of an eye, he's in front of me. He dropped down on one knee to level himself with me. I cupped one of his cheeks. He closed his eyes and welcomed the warmth of my hand as I welcomed the little sparks in my body. He sat beside me and we looked at the flowers. "I'm Alpha Erik Smith." My eyes widened in surprise. He's the alpha of the Silver Growlers. I smiled, "I'm Clara Lee." When he heard my name, he tensed.

A sharp, brittle sound that sliced straight through my chest. “Jealousy?” She leaned in, her face inches from the bars, her voice a low, seething hiss. “You have no idea. Everything always goes right for you. First, we discover you’re of Lynix blood... a bloodline so strong it’s legendary. Then you snag not one, but two powerful Alphas. I couldn’t stand it.”