Alpha's Possession Novels & Stories

he said, his voice low and possessive. Jessica bristled at his words. She had always resisted his advances, and she wasn't about to let him claim her now. "You can't just kiss me and claim me like I'm some kind of possession," she spat. Lucas took a deep breath and released her, his expression softening. "I know, and I'm sorry," he said. "But you have to understand that as the alpha, it's my duty to protect and provide for the pack. And I can't do that without a mate by my side."

“As if our life isn’t messy enough as it is. No, we need more twists and turns apparently.” A barely there smile stretches across his lips, “hey, I’m sure they will figure everything out. The Alphas are smart guys, even if one of them is a little crazy, but together, they’re a force to be reckoned with. And besides, I believe that if anyone knows how the underworld works, it has to be a demon, right?” I listen to David carefully, slowly nodding my head in agreement. Just because I don’t want to admit it doesn’t mean I can’t get his point. I wholeheartedly believe that there isn’t anyone who can notice more things than guards do.

But I just couldn't do that. Why? Well, I don't really know. "This meeting is over, and it will be reopened when the grimoire is in central pack. Now leave!" Both the humans, the witches and the werewolves, including Wolland's father who was another tyrant and ruthless leader, bowed to the Alpha who lounged on his high throne that was adorned with pure gold and silver. As they stepped out, the Alpha's low but raspy voice filled my ear, "Someone who is very close to the supreme couple, and is powerful will bear a good heir for the reigning pack house."

"Things don't have to end this way. Let him go, and maybe—just maybe—I won't put a bullet between your eyes." Rowan's laughter cut through the howling wind like broken glass. "And why the hell would I do that?" His lips twisted into a predator's smile, canines gleaming in the moonlight. "I'm the rightful Alpha of this pack. You're nothing but a pretender playing with daddy's crown." "My father earned that title with blood and honor," Damon snarled, his finger hovering over the trigger. "You forfeited any claim when you abandoned your pack like a coward."

I stiffened nervously, but I forced myself to make eye contact with the Alpha, who was pinning me with a grave expression, the corners of his mouth turned down. “You don’t have a wolf.” I wanted to let out the breath I was holding but swallowed it down instead as I nodded. It hadn’t been a question, but he seemed to want confirmation. That was definitely not what I was expecting him to say, but I was relieved it wasn’t about last night. “I … I don’t know.” “You don’t know?” He raised his eyebrows as if he was intrigued and said, “Elaborate.” I hesitated, wondering how much I should tell him. One wrong word could have me thrown out, or possibly killed.

Knowing that the Alpha had something to do with me not being in the shelter with everyone else. "That's what I want to know. Can we talk?" I asked. "Sure." She says. And she took me into an empty classroom. "The Alpha says that he can sense my wolf. That's normal when you are a werewolf. We can sense everyone else's wolf. But he says that there's something else inside of me that he can't recognise. What is it?" I asked. "I'm not sure what you're asking me." She stuttered out. "Yes, you do. That reaction right there proves that you do." I say.

if memory serves correctly I think that pack is located way South, the Alpha has been ruling for well pas t his time but I'm not sure if it's because he chooses it or if it's because he does not have an heir to hand over the title to, I have heard he's a real nut job though, and very old school like see's no real value in women old school "" I raise my eyebrow at the Alpha and he nods "" I kid you not, but I have never met him personally because he does not like leaving his land, any kind of meetings is done by his Beta "" << I think I have an idea but it might be a bit of a stretch and very risky on our path >> {{ oooo do tell }} << let's keep them here until after the ceremony then let the

The papers that Alphas used to write special and important letters such as this have thumb marks, with the Alpha’s blood as an ink, at the lower right. Ansel almost forgot the scent of his father. When Cal takes over the pack, all of Ariel’s belongings are burnt—using Ansel’s flames, the one that runs in his veins. Cal ordered him to burn his father’s belongings using his own gift of flames that he’s born with. Except for Ariel’s fangs, which are in the Grand Library among other Alphas’ fangs, Ariel’s each and sole personal belongings have been destroyed. Apparently, all who have their wolf forms active have fangs on their human form. Sasha, however, being a Slave and wolfless, does not hav

However, one part of his sentence stands out to me. “I don’t belong to you. I’m not a possession.” “No, you’re not a possession, that would imply that I own you. What you are, is precious to me. You are mine to love, mine to protect. That’s what I mean when I say you are mine. Well, that and I have no intention of ever letting another man have you. So in that instance, I guess it is rather possessive. But I’m an Alpha, you’ll have to get used to it.”