Alpha Trauma/ Bl Novels & Stories

"When will you stop lying to us?" The moment I realized that he's also a wolf; a gamma of the legendary wolf, in particular, my eyes noticed the grey eyes of Blake. I read in a book that the Alpha was the highest in rank among the wolves. And that's what Tyler could've been if he didn't went berserk and killed the other wolves in his pack, so basically. Tyler's a beta and Blake's a gamma wolf who's under him.

Thalia said as she walked in. Sandro gazed at her and shook his head. "I love you, Thalia, but I have to decline. You are no fit to take on whatever Blaze takes. He's stronger and has all the durability of a warrior. Heck, he's undoubtedly the strongest after me in the group, and I doubt you can take on what is to come." "Try me," Thalia said and glared as Malcolm, a gamma, stood to his feet. "I have something to say about the Beta, Alpha," Malcolm said.

Chapter 75 Katelina's POV Mitch leaned forward against the timber rail, Hher mouth slightly open. Roger folded his arms, a slow, appreciative smirk spreading across his face. No one touched Alpha Elias in the ring. No one landed a clean strike on the blind warrior who ruled the northern territories. Yet, I had just struck his ribs. Panic flickered through me for a split second. The old fear, wired deep into my bones by years of abuse, screamed that I had made a terrible mistake. Striking an Alpha meant punishment. It meant blood.

The medic continued, voice quieter now, like sharing a terrible truth no one wanted to hear: “And even after that… we can’t predict the consequences. Alpha–alpha bonds are nearly undocumented. They’re not meant to exist. The backlash, the psychological break, the… the instinct spirals—it could affect either of you. Or both.” Nathan swayed on his feet but didn’t fall. Damian didn’t move at all. His gaze stayed fixed on Rowan — unconscious, battered, half-wrapped in Damian’s own cloak — and for one heartbeat, flickered across his face before he buried it under ice.

I said to him sitting on the floor where I fell and nursing my temple. "And you need to watch what you say about my family," he retorted in anger. Darrell hasn't been the same ever since his mother, who's the Luna of our pack was accused of murder; it is claimed she allegedly killed the Beta of our pack who was formerly the Gamma but rose in ranks through 'dubious' means. Before he maneuvered his way to that position, my father was Beta; but Darrell chose to keep me as his Beta and made sure everyone in our generation referred to me as such. It honestly felt weird, bearing the Beta title while my dad bore the Gamma title.

His Beta shifts awkwardly beside him, his Gammas looking like they want to shrink into the wall. I turn away in amusement. My eyes meet the female Alpha’s instead. She smiles slowly, deliberately, and I feel a grin tug at my own mouth. There’s a flicker of recognition between us—silent understanding, unspoken alliance. Her plaque reads Alpha Thea of the Valdis Pack. Alpha Thea… Something tells me we’re going to get along splendidly. I’m still faintly amused when a sudden chill brushes across my awareness. Oh. Shit. Dominicus.

“I have to do this for us.” “I want you to understand what you're about to get yourself into, Scarlet,” Jasper took to his feet and dusted his trousers. “Luther is the third brother of Alpha Kaiden and he is known to be ruthless and evil.” “I'm well aware of that.” A soft shudder escaped my lips. My breathing was shaky and my heart beat wildly against my chest. The decision I would make now would either save or destroy my life. And from what I can acknowledge, it's a little bit of the latter.

Maybe he won't rape me. "Hey little guy, calm down! I'm not going to hurt you!" I hear him say, but I don't believe him. I can see him and I can smell him... He's an Alpha! And all Alpha's lie. Alphas are mean, they lie and they hurt you. Then after they've hurt you, they hurt you more. They rape, beat and torture you until there's nothing left. And even then, once there's nothing left of you. They somehow managed to take more. They somehow managed to hurt you even more.

"How can we halt the relentless advance of this unseen enemy?" Alpha Thorne, the largest and most robust Alpha among the packs, a warrior renowned for his indomitable will, was known for his ruthlessness and ferocity in combat. Tales spoke of his ability to dismantle foes effortlessly. As Alpha Thorne spoke, the expressions of many fellow Alphas darkened—some with rage, others with fear or apprehension. Several had suffered losses to illness, leaving them unsettled and skeptical of their healers' abilities. Doubt lingered among their ranks.

The Alpha sighed in relief when he caught sight of Dalton and adjusted his shirt which got messy during his brawl with the pack warriors who refused to let him cross the pack borders. An old frail woman stepped from behind the Alpha but the latter appeared reluctant to let the woman be anywhere afar from him. He seemed pretty protective of the woman. “I’m Alpha Blaze.” The Alpha introduced himself. “And this is Patricia, a witch who has been of great help to me and my mate.” “State your business for stepping on my territory without permission.” Dalton declared, loud and firm. “We mean no trouble. We’re here with good intention.” Alpha Blaze said with convincing honesty.