Alpha Reading Novels & Stories

Alpha Gabriel stood to comfort Ryder. “We will not leave you to fight this alone. I know it looks bad, but you are my grandson and one of my heirs. I’ll happily pass on to the next life fighting for my family and our pack. If it is my time, I will gladly go standing next to you in this war.” Ryder stepped back and away from his grandfather. “No, you won’t! No one is dying! No one!” Ryder clenched the table. His grip causing it to splinter. The room fell silent as an aura radiated off of Ryder that proved that he is the alpha of all alphas.

I stretched my neck, aiming to have a better look on her features. It was all futile. Having her silky chestnut locks waves through the wind, grazing her shoulder had unfortunately covered most of her face. My throat let out a grunt, irritated. Wait, irritated? What am I annoyed about? I shook my head a couple of times, prompting me to focus on the subject matter. My brain moved on drive, curious as to what causes her to venture on such an act. By the way she set forth her emotions, the Alpha must have infuriated her greatly. Alphas are sometimes very vexing to be around with. I won't deny that.

I screamed into his face "I am your alpha and you are going to show me some respect" he whimpered "yes Alpha" I hate that I used my alpha tone on him but he was getting me angry, we got into the car, the driver noticed the tension between the both of us but kept quiet and drove us to the packhouse where everyone is waiting for their Alpha.

Williams sighed and nodded, knowing there wasn't much he could do. Williams stood with humiliation radiating off him in waves. "Follow me." He lead them to the far bookshelf where he typed in a code and a door appeared. The walkway lead them to a small room that contained family jewels that have been passed down from generation to generation. There in a glass case sat the old leather book. The word Alpha was scribed on the front cover in cursive, giving it an olden feel.

another mutters, sniffing the air. Then—A growl. Low. Barely audible. But it vibrates through Alaric’s chest. The air shifts. Thick. Heavy. His scent unfurls, sharp and commanding. Alpha. The reaction outside is instant. A shuffle backward. A sharp inhale that cuts off laughter. “What the—shit, that’s not a beta,” one of them mutters. “No. That’s an alpha. And he’s already claimed this one.” My stomach twists, but the fear loosens just slightly. Alaric says nothing. Just stands there, still and dangerous, an alpha behind a flimsy stall door.

It sure looked like Patrick was right about the alpha coming out in Damon. He was right. And I could be screwed. Her nails sank into his shoulders. She didn’t want to hurt him. He’d been hurt enough. But… He wasn’t biting her. Wasn’t sinking those new, wickedly sharp canines of his into her neck. He was— Nuzzling her? What. The. Hell? Hellen was pretty sure that she’d just felt the lick of his tongue over her neck. She shuddered against him. “Ah…Damon…you need to let me go…I can help you…”

What more did he have in store for him? Elder Edward took a deep breath and began, “An Alpha is a very special type of werewolf. The Alpha spirit is born incomplete. It has the tendency to sacrifice everything without a care for itself, for its main goal. Whatever it decides that goal to be; conquering to showcase its might, preserving the pack, passing on the mantle to the right successor, or seeking revenge for a loss, it's in its nature. That's why it needs balance. It needs that spirit which is born to help it find peace, that spirit it will always be intertwined with for eternity. It needs its Luna.”

She’s calmed down now, she looks mild, not the raging wolf she was earlier. I nod at her question and something must amuse her because a smile threatens to creep up the side of her face. She continues. “An Alpha’s aura has the primary ability to allow communication between two souls, in the Alpha’s case, it can be more than two souls “A frown lines my face and Scarlet chuckles skeptically “That’s basically how the Alpha command works isn’t it? The Alpha commands obedience from his wolves by speaking directly to their soul, the inner wolf that’s at the helm of affairs and which allows us to change every full moon?”

"I'm constrained by my alpha, so I can't tell you everything, but what I can tell you is that he wants someone or anything. I have no idea! When my alpha received a letter a few months ago stating that we were the next target, he ignored it because it didn't follow the pattern and said that we would be safe. But he felt insulted." "He didn’t like it. We offended him, insulted him, and lacked grace. And we will now pay for it. Alpha believed he was a scam and a myth. Alpha was arrogant." She said, ostensibly more to herself than to me, "Alpha was incorrect." I was frightened to witness Lily behave in such a childlike and choppy manner. However, that wasn't what worried me. "Lily, who is it?

"We've slept together, but that doesn't mean I want to get married right away. I don't even really know you yet. And Jonathan, you can't just ask for your rights as his father." "Why?" Thiery asked angrily. "He has to have my name, because he's not only Bradley's next heir, but he's also going to be the next Alpha for our pack." "Alpha?" Noreen asked, confused. "What are you talking about? What's an alpha?" "An alpha is a dominant leader and trusted by the pack," Thiery said. "Jonathan is an alpha, just like me." "Uh, I'm getting more and more confused," Noreen complained. "Your words are confusing."