Alpha Toothless Drawing Novels & Stories

Jessie's POV Something about him felt different now. Back at the funeral, he had looked almost ordinary, like someone hiding a part of himself. But standing here, there was no doubt, this was the Alpha I had heard so much about, the same one I had seen in old drawings. Only those sketches had not even come close. His presence lit up the entire room, powerful and overwhelming, like the air itself bent around him. His eyes burned with a deep, intense blue that made it hard to look away, as if he could see straight through me. Every step he took sent a chill down my spine and a warmth through my chest at the same time. The drawings hadn’t done him justice; no picture ever could. Alpha Ethan was

It wasn't a good thing not to feel one mate, and the Alpha was bothered about it, his people were beginning to pressure him about it and he feared it might make them turn against him. Minutes after he was done bathing and dressing, he walked out of his room, fully dressed in a white turtleneck sweater and a black suit. He wore a black shining shoe and one could see their reflection in them. Alpha Dennis is a very handsome man with jet black hair that sparkled under light, he also had a pair of scythe-shaped eyebrows. His hawkish nose and half-dome cheekbones sat above an oaken jaw.

A voice asked from behind, she turned back to see the Alpha king standing behind her. "Yes, it's beautiful" she complemented while he nodded his head in agreement. "I can draw one for you" he offered. "Was this drawn by you?" She asked pointing at the wall. Alpha Connor nodded again. "Wow! I would love to have one from you" she said blissfully. Her excitement over a mere drawing made him laugh. His little Luna is too innocent and naive to be in this kind of their world. She gets excited over little things that doesn't count.

The asked happily and took one stick from me, I watched as he took a bite from it, I watched keenly as he chew on it and as soon as his eyes lit up in smiles I knew immediately that he liked it, “This is good” He finally said and I smiled and began to eat my own, “I'm glad you liked it” I said happily and began devouring my steak but then I heard clicking sounds of camera and I look up to see it's the Alpha taking pictures of me, “Alpha?” I called in surprise, wiping my mouth “You look cute” He muttered in smiles admiring the picture, “I'm sure I look bad, please delete it” I pleaded and the Alpha laughed and shook his head

His face was a mask of stoicism, his dark eyes reflecting the coolness of the night, but beneath the surface lurked an undercurrent of tension, a simmering agitation that spoke of a battle fought within his soul. Nathan, a jovial man with a mischievous glint in his amber eyes, deliberately slowed his pace, allowing a comfortable distance to develop between them. His laughter, a low rumble that resonated through the night, broke the silence. "So, my friend, what brings the great Alpha Draven to the humble territory of the Midnight Pack?" He asked, his tone laced with a teasing edge.

Two large conifers stood either side of the door which held a plaque that had me struggling to hold back my laughter. “Big Bad Alpha’s House. Seriously mate?” Lilith having also noticed began to chuckle. It had been the first in a long time since I had seen her smile. She had a gorgeous smile so I promised myself that once all this shit was over, I would make it my mission to make her smile every day. “Well, I’m a large black man with a nasty temper. Why can’t I be the Big Bad Alpha?” How Dante managed to keep a straight face had me baffled.

My skin crawled seeing the pairs of eyes, all with the same familiar color piercing into my skin, boring into my soul and making me want to hide my face. Each painting was in a different shade but those eyes remained the same, an endless pit of darkness waiting to crawl up the surface. “Why…why are there so many?” I finally asked, locking eyes with one peculiar painting. The Alpha looked younger in that one, his hair was long and held up by a pink hair tie above his head. The pink hair band contrasted every other hard feature he possessed. His face was bruised all over and the intricate lines of his hurt skin were painted in detail.

"I was Wolfless once too. Until I was twenty-three years old, I couldn't shift. Couldn't feel my wolf. Couldn't connect to the part of me that was supposed to make me whole." My breath caught. "But you're an Alpha now. The only female Alpha in existence." "Exactly." Her smile was fierce. "Because being Wolfless isn't a curse or a defect. It's a dormant state. Your wolf is there, I can sense her. She's just locked away, waiting." "Waiting for what?"

A light stubble graced his sharp jawline. My eyes dropped to his simple black long sleeved shirt that clung to his toned frame and dark jeans that hung low on his hips. The first two buttons of his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a hint of skin. His collar was still in place but his sleeves were pulled up to his elbows. Around his neck was a string with a single wolf’s fang that rested against his chest, reminding me who he truly was. I wondered how I would get myself out of this. My eyes moved back to his face. His eyes were similar to the boy’s portrait that hung in the hallway. It was a very dark brown, so dark you wouldn’t realize it was even brown and his forever resting creasing eyebro

I let out a moan and grabbed his shoulder, digging my finger into it when his left hand hovered around my p*-sy, and with the other hand, he pulls my bra away leaving my small-sized bo*bs out and my hard nip**les for him, he lets out a satisfactory m*oan, I could feel his d*ck harden because he was drastically pressing on me, and he was so big down there, ain’t gonna lie. “Karl…” I tried to say but was cut off mid-sentence when his lip aggressively claims mine, I almost forget he’s the Alpha sometimes, his tongue invaded my mouth and something stirs in me, I don’t know why or when but I kissed him back, with the exact energy. His d*ck this time around is harder than rock, he presses it on my