Alpha Stigma Novels & Stories

“Alpha filth.” Most rogues hate alphas. After all, they typically become rogues because they were exiled by one. Makes me wonder why any of them would agree to do Alpha Xavier’s bidding. The pieces of this puzzle aren’t really fitting, which is why I’m desperate to fill in the gaps. I place my hands on the cold metal arms of the chair, leaning down over him. “There was a rogue in my territory with a scar on his face,” I say calmly. “Do you know him? Is he working with you?”

Serena was an Alpha female, strong and fierce. She had always been a fighter, taking on challenges that others deemed impossible. As the Alpha of the Moonlight pack, she had been through numerous wars and battles, and had emerged victorious each time. One day, while patrolling the forest, she sensed something different. There was a new scent in the air, one that she had never encountered before. As she followed the scent, she came across a group of rogues. They had attacked a young werewolf and were about to kill him. Serena quickly sprang into action, taking on the rogues with all her might.

His wolf was clawing at him, growling at his lack of action, at not claiming what was theirs. “My name is Tasha. And yes, I do feel that same pull. Yes, the urges are a pain in the ass. And that’s exactly why you’re here—for the wrong reasons. Not because you truly want me, but because your wolf’s pushing you too hard and the urges are bugging you too much. Well that’s not good enough for me.” “I stepped down from Alpha.” She was so startled she couldn’t speak for a few seconds. “What?” “My old Beta is now Alpha.”

my father said, and I immediately groaned in response. I didn’t have anything against Alpha Drake, but I couldn’t stand his daughter, Sophia. I spent a lot of time in their pack when I was a kid. My parents were close friends with her parents, Alpha Drake and Luna Isabella, so I often got dragged there. Sophia and I had never gotten along. She was so stubborn and opinionated that it drove me crazy. I still couldn’t believe that Alpha Drake was handing the alpha title to her when she turned nineteen a month after me. I mean, I knew she was the only heir to the pack, but still, she was a woman. I have nothing against women, but I firmly believe the alpha role was a man’s job. I would never dar

I concluded. "I'm sure it didn't mean anything" "Which part?" I asked sarcastically. She let out an exasperated sigh when she realized that there was no way that I was letting her win this argument. "Look, I get that he's your alpha and that you'll always have the highest of respect for him, but for me he's an asshole. He has made it clear on several occasions that I am not wanted here and frankly I don't want to stay here and be reminded of his rejection"

Several warriors emerged from the trees, immediately bowing their heads. "There you are," one said. "We've been searching everywhere." Alpha? Lynnek's eyes widened. One of the warriors noticed her expression. "You don't know who he is?" She looked back at the stranger. He folded his arms. "No," she admitted. The warrior smiled nervously. "This is Alpha Miguel... ruler of the Blackstone Pack." Lynnek's heart skipped. The Blackstone Alpha. The man every pack feared. The mixed-blood Alpha said to be ruthless in battle and impossible to defeat.

Opened the index. Found the entry in seconds. Mate bond law. Subsection four. Unclaimed bonds and biological consequence. I turned the page. Started reading. The words were clear. Direct. Pack law rarely wastes time on decoration. An unclaimed bond between Alpha and mate does not remain stable indefinitely. Proximity accelerates the bond. Delay destabilizes it. Human physiology lacks the structural tolerance wolves possess. Symptoms escalate. Heat cycles intensify and Pain follows. Eventually the bond begins pulling harder. Demanding completion or collapse.

I need water. I go downstairs and see my twin brother, Chris, sitting at the dining table. He looks like a mess. My brother usually looks good, and the ladies kiss the ground he walks on, but now he just looks like trash. I guess he's overthinking the alpha stuff. My brother is going to become the alpha of our pack, and he is overthinking it. He feels he doesn't have the potential, and he feels I deserve it, since I worked hard for it. It isn't a lie. I worked off my butt for that position. I want to rewrite history and become the alpha of our pack, but the dumb rule my ancestors made prevents ladies from being the alpha. Ladies could only be the Luna, how sexist of them.

I needed to know her. Alpha drove through the checkpoint and made his was through the village making sure to drop spohie off at the house, with a quick hug and a wave good bye Sophie was gone. Alpha Jackson eyed me in the mirror then asked 'what did you hand Trinity?' 'My name and number' I answered With a hint of shame I explained to Alpha that at college, I realised I was interested in women as much as I was interested in men. This news seemed to ammuse the alpha. It almost seemed like it was turning him on.