Alpha Toothless Drawing Novels & Stories

He gave a grin, and his front tooth was chipped. Shahila frowned while observing the unilateral greeting. Feature-wise, he did look like an older version of Brayden. The hair color, the eye shape, the face structure… but is it really possible? Brayden cleared his throat before answering. “Great Alpha…” He said and offered his hand for a shake.

As a result, he let her take the drawing back. Veronica handed him the ice cream and sat on the couch, swiftly going through her drawings. The Alpha locked his gaze on her delicate face, her lips pinched in a fury, which was highly appealing in the light. He leaned in close and instant. His small lips are already kissing the corners of her lips.

I can’t read his expression, but I’m not given the chance to think too hard about it because Alpha Jackal grabs my chin a second later. “Hmm…” he hums, pressing his dirty nails into my cheeks. “A bit thin, and your eyes are scarily huge like the ones belonging to a bug, but I guess that’s okay. If we have guests over, you will just have to hide that ugly mug.” Ugly?

On the other side stood Alpha Alek Blue. Alpha Alek possesses a warm tan complexion, with thick, short curls of dark black hair, accented by striking neon red highlights that leave others puzzled. His thick eyebrows frame his face, complemented by a charming stubble that adds to his allure. With a perfectly shaped nose and a pointed chin, his misty green eyes hold a captivating depth, while his wide, heart-stopping smile reveals delightful dimples on his cheeks.

I said in defence and looked away “Alpha Haden,” she stared angrily at me, emphasising on the ‘Alpha’, “You should do better. You are the Alpha of the pack, not a weak lover boy of Tasyra!” with that, she walked away I know I liked Tasyra, but to cry? I felt weak, powerless and stupid, “Gaya,” I murmured “She's right! Alpha's don't cry. That was a weak movement,” Gaya shrugged

I do the same, stretching my neck to look as well, and I'm bewildered by his drawing. "What's this?" Lizzy asks him, and the boy laughs. "Oh jeez, what kind of person are you? You can't even recognize your own alpha?" He says in between laughs, and I look at the picture well. It's a stick figure tagged Harry, where his mouth is open and his hands are flailing midair. Next to the stick figure is a text box in which Simon wrote the words 'I'm the alpha; obey me or I'll poop on you.

My gorgeous but troubled alpha continued to poke at me. Fuck it. I smiled and held up the notepad for everyone. “I drew a lovely flower, with meticulous attention to detail I might add. And note the sun in the upper-right hand corner. Sunshine makes me happy. Down here,” I tapped the paper, “this is very important. I must remember to pick up milk on my way home.” The pencil between Alpha Devlin’s fingers snapped. “Are you not lactose intolerant?”

I picked it up, thumb brushing over the engraved initials on the underside. A.D.V. Alphus Devereaux Vale. The fifth Alpha Vale of Shadowfang. Now there would be no sixth. My wolf whined low in my chest, mournful and angry and restless. I pressed a hand against my ribs, feeling his fury radiating through every bone. I thought about the boy I was at twelve, racing through these halls with a wooden dagger in my belt, training for the day I’d wear steel for real. I thought about my father’s hands, rough and warm as they’d adjusted my stance, his voice rumbling low with quiet pride.

Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm. At the other end of the table sat Max Holden, his calm smile and sharp blue eyes tinged with a hint of perpetual mockery. He appeared indifferent but was clearly observing the situation with keen attention, especially Alpha Dragon. Picking up a small piece of meat with his fork, Max sliced it with precision before offering it to Jenny. With a soft, confident tone, Max said, “Jenny, you should eat more. You look tired today.” Jenny felt her cheeks flush as she avoided meeting Dragon’s gaze. She reached out to take the food herself but fou

"My intention is to take my rightful place as alpha and put an end to your poisonous ambition and hubris!" The harsh baritone cut through the tension like a blade. We all whirled to face the doorway, where Elias himself stood framed, his craggy features set in a rictus of determination. Behind him, a dozen or so wolves I recognized as his most loyal wolf, the elders council fanned out, teeth bared in preparation for conflict.