Alpha Male Stories Novels & Stories

Ava’s power prickled beneath her skin, reacting instinctively to the foreign energy around her. They entered the war hall—a circular chamber crowned with a dome of stained glass. The floor was polished dark wood, the walls lined with maps, weapon racks, and banners bearing the East Pack crest: a silver wolf with eyes like fire. And in the center stood Alpha Rhian. He was older than Ashton, but no less commanding. His silver-streaked hair was pulled back into a knot, and his eyes were piercing and strange—like moonlight through smoke. His presence quieted the room the moment they stepped inside.

Maybe he won't rape me. "Hey little guy, calm down! I'm not going to hurt you!" I hear him say, but I don't believe him. I can see him and I can smell him... He's an Alpha! And all Alpha's lie. Alphas are mean, they lie and they hurt you. Then after they've hurt you, they hurt you more. They rape, beat and torture you until there's nothing left. And even then, once there's nothing left of you. They somehow managed to take more. They somehow managed to hurt you even more.

"But I will give you one chance. Bend the knee. Publicly denounce your actions. Accept exile rather than death." The crowd held its breath. Aldric looked at the bodies. Looked at Cain, standing behind me, arms crossed, blood still wet on his hands. Looked at the ring on my finger. Then he laughed. "You think I fear death, girl? I was Alpha before your father was born. I fought in wars that made this territory what it is. I will not bow to a cunt who spreads her legs for northern vermin." I moved before I thought.

“T-The alpha in this s-story, you, has s-spent his entire life, uhm. Being cold. Ruthless. It’s why y-you get targeted by—” “Wait, wait. How old is this alpha again?” “Uhm…same…” I clear my throat. “Same age. As us.” “Hah, nah.” Alex seems to finally lose his patience, leaning back as he crosses his arms. “Alphas are supposed to be reliable and trustworthy as leaders of the pack. This guy doesn’t sound reliable—he just sounds like a dick.” I hold back a snort, surprised by how put-off he sounds. I’d expect this if someone called a hockey puck a ball or something of that sort. But no, he seems genuinely frustrated by the story.

I uttered, and my voice started trembling. “Listen to me, Margarette. No one would be put in jail. I'm a wolf and the Alpha of this pack. My pack, my rules, and no one can ever stop me from what I want. No one can stop me from killing those who disrespect you.” Kayden replied and my mouth agape from what he just said. I have almost forgotten that he's an Alpha. He was the one ruled this pack and whatever he does, no one can touch him, neither can stop him from what he wanted to do.

The man was strong in voice but lacked in size telling me he wasn’t ranked so should the need arise I knew I could take him out. “I’m Alpha Mykel Atwood to The Mountain Forest Pack and this is your Alpha, Lilith Atwood.” “Bullshit how could your pretty little Luna be our Alpha. Looks like she would be strong in the bedroom sure, but leading a pack? That job belongs to a man. His name is Alpha Tye.” “You know who we are now tell us who you are.” The men all laughed as the man holding the gun pushed it closer the barrel now touching my nose.

“Only you. Fuck me. Fuck me!” My moans filled the room, mixing with the sound of skin slapping against skin. The sound of him moving in and out of me was obscene. I loved it. Kaden let out a deep groan, his hand tightened around my waist. “Elara, you feel so fucking good,” he grunted, rocking his hips even faster. One of the perks of fucking an Alpha was that their stamina was on a whole different level compared to the average man. Kaden was an Alpha among Alphas. I was in for a very happy life because there was nothing on Earth that would make me stop fucking him.

I haven't even met the Alpha or his son yet but the gossip about them makes me glad I've been spared that . Apparently even though the Alpha has a mate he's a creep just like the Beta with wandering eyes and hands. The unspoken rule is to NEVER be alone with him in any room alone and even sometimes that's not enough to deter him. The talk about his unmated son isn't any better, rumor has it he's a real man whore just like his father. Both of them like to hit on the unmated females who work here, using intimidation and sexually harassing them. The females in this pack aren't treated as bad as ones from other packs who work here. Females from other packs are viewed as whores and ar

I have a feeling that the sly old fox, Vladimir Nikitovich, did that deliberately—leaving two young female teachers to sweeten the atmosphere and impress the Alpha. It’s no secret that werewolves are quite fond of attention until they find their mate. Our Alpha is no exception—he hasn't found his mate yet, and there’s no guarantee he ever will. That’s probably what our director is counting on. Just trying to give Wayland something nice to look at. If only he knew how much the Alpha can’t stand me—he’d think twice about it.