Novel & Cerita Alpha Male Double Nyt

“The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

Leo held my shoulders firmly and stood beside me, glaring daggers at Aaron. "What did you say?" Aaron exclaimed, his voice full of disbelief. "Ruth has already agreed to date me. Maybe it won't be long before you receive news of our wedding," Leo said dotingly. His voice was laced with unbridled affection, which further riled Aaron up. His lips trembled as he asked me cautiously, "Is it true?" "I'm single. It's only normal that I start dating other Alphas." I stared coldly at Aaron's furious, broken expression.

I opened my secure network app, bypassing his profile completely to lock onto Nyra’s frequency. Would your wolf submit to a high-ranking Alpha's bed to secure a global broadcast slot? The digital response was instantaneous. Depends entirely on the size of the network territory. And the physical symmetry of the Alpha. An absolute empire. And a male who looks like he was sculpted from dark stone. My device violently vibrated in my palm, the incoming call display flashing with Nyra’s profile markers. "Are you currently calculating the logistics of sleeping with Kael Thornridge?" she demanded the second the link established.

"It may become obvious to everyone around you that you are infatuated with the Alpha." I was so focused on the Alpha that I had become unaware that people were leaving the ballroom to investigate the disturbance. I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye and looked up to see the same beta that had come earlier to introduce himself walking forward and giving the gorgeously sculpted man a robe. "He is the Midnight Moon Pack's Alpha," I whispered. My heart hammered in my chest, and my breath caught. Alpha Nicholas Dalton had a reputation for being a ruthless and scary wolf. He rarely interacts with other packs or steps in to help those in need.

The boys had no choice but to agree - Nathan was using his ‘Alpha voice’ that was terrifying, confident and intimidating. His reference to inside fierce claw Pack wolves meant his most trusted friends and consultants: Matt, Vinny, Alpha Victor and, obviously, selene . Alex and Lily would stay behind, as they were omegas and created a risk for the group, even if the two hard-willed women would argue otherwise.

"I'm Nolan, the Alpha of the Southern Emirates Pack. I'm the younger twin, I have a twin brother who is Alpha of the Northern Emirates." "Woww," I nodded several times. "Okay, we can just sit." I gestured to them, we ourselves. We dropped to our seats, the next thing to do was to pick up my phone. I tapped on Chrome and on the search button, my intention was to search for Alpha Nolan, I didn't add the pack to it, I just needed to verify this because all the general information about all the Alphas in the world could be found here in the internet.

"Lynne now belongs to Alpha Derron!" I arched a brow at the name, watching Lynne excitedly walk towards the Alpha who harshly grabbed her hair and dragged her away from the scene. Way to be gentlemen. Alpha Derron Fitcher, the Alpha of the third-largest pack in the world. Seeing him here, along with the other powerful Alphas, surprised me. This was good intel, actually.

*** Alpha Mason strode toward the entrance of the nightclub, a popular hideout where upbeat music and mixed scents of sweat, booze, and wolves' pheromones filled the air. His phone was at his right ear, but Amber wasn’t answering. His jaw clenched in anger. Without another attempt, he stepped inside, his green eyes scanning the crowd until he spotted Elsa and Nate dancing together. He walked toward them, but two beautiful she-wolves stopped him, blocking his path. “Hey, handsome,” one mouthed, pressing a manicured hand to his chest. “Whoa, calm down, ladies, I’m gay. Can’t you see the color of my hair?” Alpha Mason said flatly, the sarcasm cutting like a claw.

I say, low and sharp, "you stay behind me. You do not shift. You do not run. Do you understand?" Nova nods instantly. Leo doesn't answer. But his feet plant wide and his chin lifts and that's answer enough. A figure steps through the gap. My lungs stop. He's bigger than I remember. Or maybe I'd let myself forget. Six-foot-five of barely-contained Alpha, standing in the gap of his own gate like he's daring the world to walk through it. Dark hair, messier than before. That jaw, Gods, that jaw, sharp enough to cut, hard enough to last forever. A charcoal henley, sleeves shoved to his elbows like confinement is a personal insult. Combat pants dusted with ash. Heavy boots planted like he's been w