Alpha Pheromones Novels & Stories

Kayler looked at Azura with regretful, somewhat remorseful eyes; he smiled at her, slowly speaking: "Alpha's estrus is not the same as Omega's. So if you can't take it anymore, get out quickly." Azura nodded, and she said softly, "Okay. I will do that. Thank you, Kayler." Standing in front of Conal's room, she smelled such a strong smell of pheromones that Reana had to cover her nose and stand a few meters away. For normal Alphas, the scent of Alpha's pheromones dominates like a fatal blow that makes them feel pain and discomfort. But for Omega, the smell of Alpha pheromones is the substance that attracts mates. This familiar scent has made her nostalgic for t

His alpha cedar pheromones resurfaced, cutting through the cold like a blade, carrying an invisible aura. He peered through the small window, his slit pupils flashing coldly. "I won't hide. Release my mate and children, and I'll do anything you ask." Despite the cell's confines, his alpha aura lent his voice an undeniable authority. Cedar pheromones, steady as a mountain breeze, easily overpowered the juniper's restlessness. "I despise your bravado," Hunt snapped. Under the alpha's aura, his heart shrank, juniper pheromones wilting instantly.

She started and I nodded my head. “The whole pack was literally under his pheromones for days.” “No way.” “I am telling you. Each day, we felt it, and it was worse than this. The apha… he really loved you,” her face reddened and I laughed softly. I let out a laugh, shaking my head. “Pheromones, Lyra… they’re dangerous. Especially when an alpha is… well… the alpha.” She groaned again, muttering under her breath, “Dangerous is an understatement.”

Like something meant to choke the life out of you. “What the hell are you doing?!” Merilyn snapped, glaring at Lucy. That was when I realized. When an Omega goes into heat, their body releases pheromones. These smells spread far. To male Alphas, the scent is amazing—sweet, tempting, like a natural drug. But to the same gender? It is the most disgusting smell in the world. Merilyn’s eyes burned with hate. She kicked Lucy again. This time, she did not hold back at all.

--- Early morning, everyone in the villa was blessed with Kiro and Aru's lovemaking pheromones. Klein and Kolein drag each other to do the deed, and it was long past noon when his lovable Alpha took pity on him, and carried his tired body onto the shower to get cleaned. Without words, he lean his head to Kolein's chest and smiled in content. “Sorry wifey I got carried away, their pheromones are too much, too intoxicating than aphrodisiac, no wonder the legend about Extreme Dominant Alpha's pheromones are blessings to his loyalties”

"Alpha? How is that possible? Since when are alpha pheromones compatible with other alphas?” Dr. Mikami sighed. "Relationships between alphas have been common for a long time, haven't they?" “No, no. I know that. What I mean is, don't alphas need pheromone perfume during sex to prevent their natural pheromones from clashing? If so, then there shouldn't be any alphas whose pheromones are compatible. Moreover, Aslan has a different physical condition than others. He doesn't have pheromones and can't detect them. Even for betas who naturally don't need pheromones, some of those who are sensitive can still detect them, but for Aslan, he can't do that. So how is th

Jordan said quietly, "they don't really 'find' mates. They... take them." Lena continued, her voice clinical and cold. "Alphas produce these incredibly potent pheromones. Biological warfare, basically. They can make most werewolves – especially females – feel simultaneously terrified and submissive. It's not consent. It's manipulation." Cathy's face changed. Her earlier fascination with Magnus began to curdle. "So you're saying Alphas basically... force women to be with them? Have their children?"

Even the pheromones of his cedar scent could be smelled throughout this downtown area. All the onlookers on the road with their gender attributes were so shocked by the higher alpha pheromones that they were stiffened and unable to move. Most of the Omegas had fallen to the ground unconscious. A+ level pheromones, how many people would never be exposed to them in their lifetime, and those with this level of pheromones basically belonged to the top of the pyramid in the city's gene pool.

The way his body had responded tonight, the way his scent had thickened when he got hard, the way even a trace of blood carried pheromones strong enough to make an Alpha like me lose focus. I took another long sip, staring at my reflection in the dark glass. If he really was an Omega, even a suppressed or late-presenting one, then getting close to him was dangerous. Omegas in heat or even just emotionally stirred could flood the air with pheromones that hit Alphas like a drug. And that blood… fuck, his blood seemed to concentrate it. One drop at sight and I’d already felt that pull tonight, that sudden urge to taste, to claim, to bury myself in him until he stopped pretending he was straight

“When he touched me… it felt like something was… holding me down.” Silas’ expression shifted slightly, though it was subtle. “Suppressing you?” he asked. Logan nodded. “Yes.” There was a brief pause. Then Silas let out a low chuckle. “That,” he said, “is alpha pheromones.” Logan blinked. “What?” Silas stepped away from the window, moving closer. “Every Lycan alpha has it,” he continued. “It is not something you see. It is something you feel.” Logan’s brows pulled together.