Alpha Pheromones Novels & Stories

Our pack, descendants of ancient werewolves and witches, possesses a unique ability. Each member can craft their own moon stone, a powerful artifact that enhances our wolf's abilities. We get one chance in our lifetime to use this stone to elevate our wolf's rank. Moon stones can boost a wolf's healing ability, speed, and strength. The most potent ones can even transform an Omega into an Alpha. In my past life, a week before the Alpha selection, my mate, Beta Ethan, said to me, "The Alpha selection is coming up soon. Among the young wolves eligible this year, you're the most talented. Your moon stones always have the best effects."

Hardin "Is she a freak or what?" I said and communicated with the other four werewolves. Yes, our minds are in sync. The ability of werewolves to communicate through the mind is not only limited to bonded mates. Thanks to the training and teachings in Hopkins Citadel, all werewolves in the Faculty of Big Cats are able to communicate as a pack of wolves through the mind. Of course, the extent to which we communicate is not as extensive as in bonded mates but such is not unachievable, it's a matter of training.

I was crying from pure fury‚ from frustration so deep it felt like it was eating me alive. Because his scent was everywhere. The sealed cabin had become a pressure cooker of Alpha pheromones‚ pouring into my lungs with every inhale. The scent that had made me lose my mind the first time I'd ever been near him. The scent that had wrecked me again last night. The scent that was currently dissolving my rage from the inside out no matter how desperately I tried to hold onto it.

I said and Irene covered my mouth with her palm. " Shhhh! Don't be too fast child, you can't terminate an alpha blood. You will only end up putting your life in danger." She said still covering my mouth with her palm and the scent of green and dry leaves filled my nose. She knows so much about werewolves, why do I feel like she's not normal? "What do you mean by I will end up putting my life in danger?" I asked after she uncovered my mouth with her palm. " An Alpha blood is different from a normal human blood," she said walking towards the reading table in my room. But I'm not in the mood to hear any explanation right now. I just need a solution for this mess.

She could not believe that she still was not able to seduce Max, even when she was boosting her seductive pheromones with the strongest sex drug in the country. In the car, Trevor drove Max home as fast as he could, and Max began to release his pheromones because he felt safe around Trevor, but that wasn't the best idea because not even a second later, Trevor became aroused just by smelling them. Max's pheromones were strong, so strong that Trevor slowly started to feel hot, like when he goes into heat! He knew this was the aftereffect of the drug. When an Alpha smelled this drug, he got into a rut and his desire for sex is multiplied. When an omega smells the alpha's pheromones, he will aut

Every one-word reply he had bothered to send me in the last three days. He had been using pheromones against me for years. An Alpha's pheromones are not just a comfort to a pregnant omega — they are a necessity. They help the fetus develop properly or without them, a werewolf baby struggles. Noah knew that and he used it the same way someone uses a leash, releasing it just enough to keep me grateful, pulling it back the moment I stopped being convenient. Every time I tried to stand up for myself, every time I pushed back even a little, he would withdraw them until my body was in enough distress that I had no choice but to go back to him.

The silence that followed was total, heavy, and suffocating. I let my shoulders drop, and then I let my Alpha pheromones explode. I didn’t hold back a single ounce of it. The scent of heavy cedarwood and cold, ice poured out of my skin like a wave of toxic gas. It hit the walls, filling every corner of the room in less than three seconds. It was a wave of pure, unyielding command aura, the kind of pressure that hits an Alpha’s nervous system and forces the body to submit before the brain can even think.

His fingers hook around the cord and yank. The string snaps. The pouch flies across the room, landing in the corner. "No! No!" Aiden gasps, his hands flying to his neck. He tries to cover the exposed skin, to hide the scent glands that pulse beneath the surface. "Give it back! Please!" The air in the room changes instantly. The metallic smell of blood is overwhelmed by a new scent—sweet, thick, and undeniably omega. It smells of warm honey and slick need, a pheromone designed to drive Alphas mad with lust. It pours off Aiden’s skin in waves, reacting to the fear and the proximity of the dominant Alpha.

The doctor pulled out a tablet from his bag and began to scribble away. Dr. Sanders looked fascinated by what he was hearing. He suspected that the scent that according to the alpha his mate released, was sex pheromones. It was usually released by an individual, to attract another individual usually of the opposite sex, to encourage them to mate with them or to perform some other function closely related to sexual reproduction. Usually, females released it in spades when they were ready for breeding. The strange thing was that from how the alpha was describing it, his mate seemed to be releasing even more sex pheromones than the average female.

A strangled cry erupted from the Omega as inch by inch he was filled wholly and completely. Ash was rolling his hips, urging Alex deeper before he’d even bottomed out on the first thrust. His fingers buried in the blankets beneath him as he panted the Alpha’s name again and again. Alex arched over him. He slipped one arm behind Ash neck and held himself up on that elbow as he buried his cock deep. Tilting his head, he inhaled Ash scent and offered his own neck. Alpha pheromones emanated heavily from Alex as his body thrilled at being buried inside the tight heat of an Omega.