Alpha's Pet Novels & Stories

"I want the Alpha." Petra nodded slowly. "Then go get him. But Hailey?" "Yeah?" "Be careful. Alphas are possessive. Territorial. Once you're his, he won't let you go easily. And if this really is just revenge for you, if you don't actually want him for keeps... it could get messy." "It's already messy." "It could get messier." She was right, of course. But I was past the point of being careful. I arrived at the Alpha's house at exactly eight o'clock. It was a large cabin on the outskirts of the pack lands, surrounded by forest. Private. Isolated.

Ordering, not asking. An Alpha protecting his mate. The way it should be.

I look around the room and find several warriors who are definitely not rogues standing around and Rocco sitting on the couch, pulling something out of his pocket and sniffing it. “Where’s the Dark Alpha?” I ask, knowing I really should keep my guard up. There’s one thing I know to be 100% true. The Dark Alpha doesn’t like others touching his pet without permission. After weeks of being beaten up by the rogues and occasionally raped by the Alpha, not once did he let this so-called Prince touch me.

She does not need anything more stress to add to her worry. Alpha Erick waits until Luna Kate, and Alanis are gone. Then he pats me on the arm. "Come on, there is one thing about these wolves that is not like us," Alpha Erick says. I follow him into the house where Walter is lying on the floor, dead, covered in blood. He stands over Walter waiting for something.

When I finally spoke, my voice was calm. “Please. Stop. I don't want trouble.” Her friend folded her arms. “It’s too late for that. You bring bad luck. Trouble follows you like fleas on a stray dog. If I were Alpha, I’d feed you to the rogues and watch.” Then, a roar exploded outside—cheering voices, drums, feet stomping. A pack celebration. My stomach turned. “Long live Alpha Alec! Long live the Alpha!” A shiver ran through me.

“Like what?” “Protection. Respect. Love.” That made her breath catch. My belly tingled with the images that suddenly flooded my mind of all the ways I would love her and my breath got short. Her pupils dilated as if she saw the same things. I swallowed and jerked the leash on my wolf. It wasn’t yet time. “As Alpha, I am your servant, Kelsie,” I said quietly. “How?”

The massive wolf disappeared, leaving Kyle standing there- now human and. Completely Naked. I quickly averted my eyes, heat rushing to my face. "Alpha." Kyle's voice was thick. Alpha? The older man didn't turn to look at him and instead kept his gaze directed on Matt as he spoke. "We'll discuss this in the dining room. Now." The older man's eyes met mine- cold and piercing like Kyle's. His brows drew together, "Who's that?" Matt turned to me, mischief flickering in his eyes as he spoke calmly. "Ignore her, she's just a maid."

"Relaz. It's Relaz. My name, dear mate, is Relaz Boswell, Alpha of Found pack, not 'bastard'.” ... :-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:‑X:‑X:‑X

Dom said, clasping the Alpha hard on the shoulder. On their way home, they had run into a fox and the Alpha being hungry had killed it only for a witch to appear blowing curses at the Lycan who ignored her and ran with his Betas. ****

Yet… The shifted form of the werewolves attack the lycan so ferociously that I hid my face behibd the Alpha's huge back. The sound of panting, growling, and tearing gives me the absolute shivers. “Don't hide Neerah. This is what we are. We are primal. We are vengeful. We are one” Alpha Cuan whisper, pulling me to stand bext to him securely before putting a hand to my cheek softly caressing the skin with gentility before adding “look Neerah. It is only a rotten version. A weak hybrid” he reassures. The way he spoke get to me. Sonehow, I trust him completely abd I looked.