Alpha Male Novels & Stories

Raising my hand to scratch my shoulder, I cock my head and ask sarcastically, “You could have called. Why must you always show up like this? Uninvited.” “Well, because I am the Alpha. We don’t follow normal rules. We have our own we abide by, and it doesn’t involve humans’ niceties. If I need to fetch you, I will do it any time I want.” He states angrily as I watch his eyes start to glow again. Every time he becomes upset, his eyes do that, so I always know when I have gotten to him. “Alright, alright. Anyway, I need to get dressed. What is it exactly that couldn’t wait?” I ask absentmindedly as I shuffle around and try to find the pair of comfy jeans that I laid down a couple of days

Sleepy Joe was alpha, no scratch that, Sleepy Joe is alpha. Lyles couldn't believe it himself, but it was true. His father IS now alpha. Any well behaved son would be happy, proud even, but not Lyles. His father didn't deserve to be alpha, but winning the challenge, and killing his own niece proved otherwise. The pack wasn't interested in burying Crinka, no their self interest was celebrating their new alpha., The prisoner that Crinka had imprisoned were released, and Sleepy Joe demanded a new and better clubhouse. Was sure to cost a fortune, but Lyles knew, it wasn't going to matter, given his father was now alpha. It was really a great day for the pack, but not for Lyles. He had called the

whispered a young male employee at the middle-aged male owner of the flower shop. “Don't you know who Alpha is, huh! He is Alpha Bashiri; influential wealthy businessmen. I heard that his character is evil and likes to play with other Omegas. Alpha is also famous for having bad emotions and if it makes him angry, then he doesn't hesitate to destroy the person who makes him angry,” explained the middle-aged man with gray hair. The male clerk's face suddenly turned flushed with fear. “What's that bad. Luckily, I didn't reprimand him. If uncle hadn't stopped me, I would have run out of his hands."

"Alpha Conrad is back." The words hit me like a thunderclap. My father, the former Alpha of the Vanderwilson pack, the one who started a war and left us to fight it, has returned after years of absence. For a moment, I’m frozen. My heart pounds, and Mark stirs uneasily in my mind. Why now?

I asked as we left for the borders. "He is the Alpha of GreenValley Pack. He likes to keep to himself and avoid any unnecessary issues. We have a mutual relationship with him and sometimes visit each other but it's been a while." Dylan explained to me. When we arrived at the borders. I saw five men standing, the four stood behind one making it obvious that he was Alpha Cole. He did not even look as old as Dylan called him. Probably because of his Alphas gene but he still looked so fit and young except for the traces of white hairs on his beard and head.

He looks like he bathes in milk and has never needed a toilet, his skin is so. “hey can you move we usually sit here” And he opened his mouth ladies and gentlemen. “you just had to ruin it .”I sigh and go back to my phone ignoring what he said. Male Alphas are the worst sometimes. “what?” he looks at his friends who are also handsome as fuck but in a different way than his they are clearly both Alphas too. I also take the time to take a quick look at them. The one on the right has messy curly hair that make him look like a golden retriever personified and is tall as fuck and the one on the left has long hair tied in a ponytail and has really full lips. He also looks like he doesn’t want to b

That makes them fucked up in my mind. Met the guy in charge. He is called an Alpha apparently. He looks like he is beefed up on steroids quite honestly. But Aunt D told me that is normal for an Alpha from her research and it is nothing to do with steroids, they are just naturally bigger when they are an Alpha. But he seems a nice enough guy, this Alpha Lachlan, though I don’t plan on staying here, so I couldn’t care less. Met his second in command I guess you call them, which is a Beta – see I am learning already (yeah sarcasm). This Beta seems a decent enough guy. Quite young looking, pretty good looking to be fair. Some decent tattoos. And a wicked sense of humour.

Clayton added. “I think we will,” I replied with a nod. Matty returned and escorted our new arrivals to the conference room. Seven more Alphas arrived with their men: Colin, Neil, Martin, Craig, Paul, John, and Kyle. Aside from John, who was in his late fifties, the others ranged in age from twenty to thirty-five. John was another older alpha without a filter. When he and Alpha Bruce got together, it was always bad. They tended to feed off one another and could be very disrespectful, especially towards women. My mother disliked both of them with a passion.

She melted at the sound and laid back on the bed. “I want you to touch yourselves,” she said. They unbuttoned their jeans, let them drop to the floor, pulled their boxers down, and released their erections. They started stroking themselves, eyes on her. She’d felt them through their clothes, so she knew they were well-endowed. Seeing their naked bodies was something else. They were Alphas. Alphas were the biggest and strongest in the pack in every way. She wondered if they’d fit inside her. Would it hurt, or would it feel good? Either way, she wanted to find out.

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.