Alpha's Possession Novels & Stories

"That man,he called you Alpha, why's that?" She ended up breaking off the silence but without turning around. She had made a mental note earlier to ask him, so since she couldn't fall asleep,she decided to. "In our realm, people like me,born from and with superior blood are referred to as an Alpha" he paused "We're responsible for shifters under us,our pack" "Pack?" This time she turned around making them face themselves again. "Yes,like a group of shifters under one authority, mainly on a specific territory,for instance, I'm the alpha of the Shadow pack and the supreme Alpha of all other packs in my territory"

even his glare could literally kill Cyrus. " You didn't know why" she stared at me like I was missing something " wolves tend to get possessive of their mates, but Alphas are on a whole higher level, they tend to get possessive of everything they own, really possessive" she stressed the possessive like she was trying to make a point. " I think the Alpha likes you and even if you aren't his mate, he is possessive of you and I don't think he likes the idea of you talking to other males" she explained " I suggest you refrain from doing that whenever you are with him, or no one can guarantee if Cyrus would survive it" It was too extreme, but I would have to stick to her advice if I don't want Vi

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.”

Even in death, she could only belong to me. “Let go of her now!” I snarled, storming toward them. “Lucas,” Alpha Dickson responded, deliberately dropping my Alpha title. He turned to face my seething form. “What exactly do you mean by that?” My gaze fixated on their intertwined hands, joined together in apparent bliss. “She is mine,” I screeched, my voice breaking with desperate possession. “My property.” “Yours?” He scoffed, his eyes burning with a rage that matched the inferno building inside me. Each word dripped with contempt. “Really?”

"But this tie around your neck is my leash. Every breath you take will remind you that you are mine first. I’m the only one who has the right to choke you or give you life." His pupils widened. The gray in his eyes darkened into deep black with raw desire. His strong hands gripped my waist hard enough for me to feel every finger. His voice came out rough, shaking something deep inside me. "If this is your leash, Corinne, then I accept being your prisoner forever. But be careful. When an Alpha loves, he becomes possessive." I laughed in victory as I adjusted his collar one last time, knowing he would spend the entire night among the pack thinking about the moment he would return and undo this

The Alpha said, his face filled with grief, longing and remorse. For a brief moment, he truly looked like a grieving husband who simply wished to see his dead wife again but I took a look at his eyes, the eyes never lied after all and there… There it was, greed, hunger and a sense of possessiveness that had almost turned into madness. Of course! My stomach churned, how could the Alpha suddenly change his mind. My mind shifted slightly, did he know about the parchment and its connection to the celestial realm? Much worse, did he know about the medallion too? The possibility made chills crawl down my spine.

"How do you know that this is not how I am?" "What?" Ciel was speechless again for a while but found his voice back eventually. He was still frowning as he said, "How would I not know what kind of person you are? You are an alpha, and it's typical for alphas to be bastards and assholes; beings who cannot be content with one person, especially if the person is someone like me, who has nothing but my body, simply because you are on the higher hierarchy." 'And because you are so damn popular, I can hear a lot of things about you even if I don't want to.'

He stood out in the crowd with his chiseled features framed by black hair. The lady on the podium continued, "Ryan Taylor, the Alpha prince, will now take the stage." I was suprised was there another Ryan? It wasn't him right? The realization hit me like a lightning bolt. He was not only my mate but also the Alpha prince. My eyes widened in resentment as I heard those words, "A-l-p-h-a." The words 'Alpha' and 'Alpha prince' reverberated in my mind, and my heart raced in response.