Alpha Personality Novels & Stories

she hisses. For all of my patience over the months and all the relief of having the girl back safe and sound, I feel the simmer of impatience under my cool. I don’t lose my temper with the people I work with. I subscribe to the philosophy that people are always doing the best they can with the resources they have available. That in Anna’s world right now she’s making choices based on choices she’s been making all her life up until this point. That she doesn’t mean what she says, it’s just that she doesn’t have a framework for more effective ways of social interaction. Even so, I want to give the bratty little cow a good slap for her rudeness.

Apollo doesn’t look like someone who gives anything for free. Antonio was the kindest alpha that I have ever met. He doesn’t like violence but declares war for me. He was devoted for the pack not by using his bare hands to fight but using his mind and intellect to find a solution, to find a better way but right now, that Alpha is gone.

He started, and I held my breath, waiting. " A phatom Alpha can be vaguely described as mind manipulator..." He explained.. " They are existences that are meant to chip in during global crisis, when things are about to escalate beyond just swords, daggers, fangs, and claws." He went on.. " They can use their gift to manipulate minds, to plant ideas, and pain." He wore a teasing smile as he said that, looking at me. He was probably referring to that hellfire and cold that I had been subjected to the other day.

I hadn’t realized I’d been holding my breath, but I knew it started the second he touched my head. He spoke softly. He reminded me to eat. That was a side of him I never thought existed. Maybe he wasn’t as bad as I thought. Maybe he was the way he was because of trauma or betrayal. Maybe he could be a better person. “He already is,” my wolf whispered, smug. Fuck! What was going through my head? What the hell was “He could be a better person”? Hell no! Alphas aren’t good people. They’re all the same—and they will never be better.

I had no way of knowing. And did I want it to? That was a lot easier: yes. Yes, I did, I wanted it so badly I was paralyzed. Alphas can’t be trusted. Alphas always lie, always take, never give. Alphas don’t love anyone but themselves. That had been my mantra for most of my life. And part of me still believed it.

“Relax. It was meant as a complement. I’m not the best with words, so I’m sorry if that came out offensive. But you know, I really shouldn’t be surprised anymore. All the humans who’ve been mated to anyone in our pack have been quite exceptional in some way. Physically, you aren’t too far down from the average wolf. I’d say you are equal to a mid-rank, but you pick things up really quickly, like a high rank. Now the question becomes, are you mentally sharp enough to keep up with Alpha?” “What do you mean?” I ask as we make our way back to the packhouse for breakfast. I’m starving after that session. “Alpha’s IQ is off the charts. Smartest creature on this planet if you ask me. There have bee

“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.

Transform you. 'I don’t want to be—' “If you go rogue, I’ll put a silver bullet in your head myself,” Patrick promised, green eyes glittering. Rogue. That was the term for werewolves who couldn’t maintain their control. They lost all touch with humanity. Beasts. Monsters. Patrick’s gaze stayed locked on Damon as the guy continued, “But you’re one of us, and no one is putting you down yet. We’re damn well going to give you a chance at survival first.”

“An alpha about this?” “Who is going to see more people in a day?” Aislen asked her. “An alpha, or the local coffee shop owner with the only coffee van in the town? Don’t under value yourself, Diana. These ranks are crap,” she wrinkled her nose. “I have some experience with alphas, and the only good thing that they have going for them is their sex drive is pretty inexhaustible which is great if you’re going for multiple orgasms but otherwise has no purpose. And they’re high maintenance, arrogant, narcissistic, whinging, pussycats, who growl a lot and get affronted easily. So not a lot going for them, overall.”

WHAT JUST HAPPENED! IS THAT IT! OMG!!!! I WIN!! I AM NOW THE ALPHA OF THE ALPHAS I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. "Looks like we have our first female Alpha of the Alphas. Congratulations Alpha Mahnoor" Alpha Adam said with a voice that said that he too did not believe what just happened. THAT MAKES THE TWO OF US Badar and I changed back to our human form as a voice from behind came. "We don't want a female Alpha" "Females are weak, physically and emotionally"