Romans & histoires Alpha Male Romance Novels

Literal and metaphorical. "Sure." We move to Father's study. Marcus closes the door. "I'll be direct," Marcus says. "Some wolves think you should be considered for Alpha. Birth order is tradition, not law. And tradition can change when circumstances demand it." "Circumstances don't demand it. Cormac's qualified." "Cormac's ambitious. Aggressive. Needs to prove himself constantly. Those traits make for a dangerous Alpha." "Those traits make for a strong Alpha. The pack needs strength."

He does not submit. He grinned, his voice that lazy drawl that made my insides squirm, his fingers playing with his nipple. I don't know why, but that action alone seemed to turn me on. Unconsciously, I rubbed my legs together. This has never happened before. It is a good thing his eyes are closed, so he wouldn't see how flushed my cheeks have become. I can't believe a rogue is making me feel this way. "The alpha thingy doesn't work on me. Plus, you won't like what you will see."

If I remember correctly, he said his name was Lenox. "Get out of here, man; it's none of your business!" Angus all but screams, obviously doing his best to intimidate his opponent. Yeah, as if any of the cats could ever hold their own against an adult and, I assume, pretty powerful wolf. The corners of Lenox's lips twitch, and that's the only reaction he has to my brother's aggressive behaviour. He shoves his hands into the front pockets of his jeans and takes a step closer, "I'd say it's a business of every self-respecting Alpha to interfere when they see a man trying to abuse or force a woman. And so it happens that I'm a pretty high Alpha, and I do have self-respect, so I suggest you let

********** Damian swirls the dark vintage in his goblet, watching the red liquid cling to the crystal before taking a slow, deliberate sip. The taste is heavy on his tongue, rich and bitter, much like the current state of his affairs. His mind, however, is far from the paperwork scattered across his mahogany desk. It is fixated on the new arrival—the gift from Alpha Kael. Aiden. The omega is a rarity, a specimen of such delicate, refined beauty that Damian has seen few like him in his years. He has fucked countless omegas, bent them over every surface in this palace, but this one is different. There is a glint in Aiden’s eyes, a calculated reserve that screams of cunning. He is playing hard

My wolf purred, relaxed, entwined with theirs, a rare calm amidst the chaos. I had four Alphas. I had their love. Their protection. Their bodies and hearts. And together, we were stronger than any shadow Kaelen could throw at me. But even as I nestled between them, letting their combined heat comfort and reassure me, I couldn’t shake the lingering thought of his voice in my head. The war wasn’t over.

My body pleads for his hands, humiliating me with how much it wants him. And as my stomach grows round with his child, one question haunts me…Will the Alpha eventually grow bored of the woman who gives herself to him so easily? Or was he always meant to be mine? NB: This story is also set in Black Diamond Wolf Pack, so stick around darling. • • • - Amirah's POV Hurry up, Amirah. You’re running late.

Then came the mating ball. The newly ascended Alpha was offered multiple females. Selene had volunteered her daughter to honor the new Alpha. Deimon, towering as a white Alpha, felt the mating frenzy overtake him. Every instinct screamed—dominate, claim, breed. She-wolves approached through the crimson-lit snow, their eyes gleaming with desire and submission. Deimon took them with savage intensity beneath the blood-red sky. The first one submitted immediately, baring her throat in the ancient gesture of surrender. He mounted her with brutal force, his powerful body driving into hers as she cried out in pleasure and pain. The scent of her arousal mixed with snow and blood, intoxicating him fu

The last thing I wanted Samiya to see was research about the very condition Ralph and I were facing, but I could allow her to see the little bit of research I had done on second-chance mates. I cleared my throat as I stacked a few more books underneath the bed frame. “Well, I have a book I was studying a while back on second chance mates. I believe it can help us.” Leaning against the wall, Samiya’s green eyes twinkled as she tilted her head to the side ever so slightly. “This room is yours, Alpha? When I first entered the room, the first impression I had was that whoever stayed here had to be a scholar and forgive me, I did not for a second believe that that person could be you.”

“She's just a worker. She used to be my PA.” Daven stared at her again. “You had such a beautiful PA and you sold the company? She would have been mine.” “You'll say no such!” Alpha Makael thundered. “She's a hybrid.” It didn't matter to Daven. He had dated hybrids, humans, and wolves. Whatever stigma was in werewolf city had been erased from his head the moment he stepped out. “It doesn't matter,” he responded, ignoring his father's warning. “As long as she's beautiful.”

"You know Haidan's character as well as I do! How could you sit there and accuse her of being a slut!" The room around us began to turn cold as Antoine's aura slowly drifted out of him. Another thing about alphas is that they possess an aura that regular wolves do not. This aura allows them to control out of control pack members. However, the aura didn't work against other Alphas. In the end, the aura that Antoine was releasing right now would do nothing against Ashton, a fact that Antoine was well aware of. "Look at you being all righteous and protecting her." Ashton beamed, fixing a hungry gaze on his brother. "Do you want to fight me now because of what I said?"