Alpha Master Novels & Stories

An Alpha is possessive, they take and claim, they don´t share, or wait for their mate to be ready, or get her head out of her ass. I don´t know where all of this is coming from, or who the woman who answered was, but I looked at them and took a deep breath: "Please..."

Beta May answered while driving at speed, "I am my Alpha King." Alpha King rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't I tell you before to call me by my name while we link?" Beta May replied, "Yes, Raymond." Alpha King replied with a smile, "Now that's like it. Leave us alone when we go out for a run. I want to get wild today."

She looked at the window and braced herself—she would do anything if pushed. "So..." Era took a breath. She pulled back the blanket, then looked at each of them. "...who are you really? Where am I? Are you Mosha's people?" Oscar blinked. "Mosha? Who is Mosha?" Era gaped. Oscar's confusion made her wonder. But a moment later there was an answer. "As far as I know, Alpha, he is a mafioso in the village of Avaluna. He controls the nightclubs, the illegal drug trade and some other things there."

Aria's POV Dozens of names in neat and professional rows–a record Maya never failed to update every year. I recognized the title now that I had clear enough sight to read it properly. "Partner Pack and Alpha Affiliates–Full Ledger." Every single pack I had ever brewed for, every Alpha my company had every supported, healed, supplied potent for, or saved. My thumb drifted over the first line, "Silvercrest Pack–Alpha David." Then I moved to the next, and the next. They were all Alphas with great influence, with resources, and Alphas whose packs and warriors had one time benefited from my emergency magic supply runs.

“She must be cleansed.” Only one voice—deep, slow, and chilling—rose above the others. “No. She must be claimed.” A shadowed figure stepped forward, a cruel smile tugging at his lips. “If Kael thinks he’s the only Alpha with a claim, he’s forgotten how ruthless we can be.” His eyes gleamed silver. “She will kneel to someone. The question is—who will be strong enough to make her?”

I wipe the side of his eyes, I don't want to ever see him cry. "Instead of worrying about Tom and what he has, why not lean on what you have! Do you think Tom can solve math puzzles or fix rubric cube I. A matter of seconds?" He shakes his head negatively, and I feel a spark of joy. "As for your father, he loves you and he isn't disappointed in you, he doesn't want Tom to replace you or anything. His is the Alpha, and you know what that means?" Alex shakes his head again. "It means he is everyone's daddy,okay?".

"An official letter from the alpha of split moon, Alpha Cole Richardson, to the Alpha of full moon, Alpha Evander Merchant." He stopped a bit and the stenographer scribbled fast. That was the way of the packs in the three moons wolf country. They always used letters for official purposes.

“It’s in the contract.” Ash sighed, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. Alpha’s could hide their scent, but they were terrible at hiding their red-blooded reactions. Alex was clearly trying his best, but there was a huffing flare to his nostrils that easily gave him away. “We still need to do a top down assessment, including resources. No layoffs planned,” Ash clarified. He leaned forward, smirking at the disgruntled Alpha. “I promise,” he purred in a submissive tone he knew would ease whatever was riling up inside the man.

Alex including the Alpha looked confused on hearing his reply. “Who’s master?” He hesitated. But after an episode of hitting the ceiling and the floor intermittently, he screamed, “Pablo!...Pablo Martinez!”, as he kept trembling, burying his head into the partings of his folded knees. “I see.”, the Alpha interjected. “He wants it the hard way…What was your mission?” “To bring back Anna” “Hmmm…How about you take us to your master?”, the alpha remarked. “Please, don’t let me. He would kill me!”, he shouted, as watery mucus escaped his nostrils.

The last thing any of them wanted was all of the guards from the entire property pouring down on them at once. Once Alpha Harding was dead power would immediately be transferred to Luca. He would become the reigning Alpha in the region and the title should pass to him. The warriors in the area should immediately recognize him as their leader and the fighting should end. The key word in all of this, of course, was should. Dani had felt wary when she was going over all the plans with Kent, Waylon, and Michael on the car ride there. She just felt like so much could go wrong with "should."