Alpha Trauma Novels & Stories

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.

“You got an alpha to like you enough not to kill you?” Hugo’s eyes met his. “I didn’t do anything. Natalia is not a killer and she would never hurt me.” Doc raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? Natalia, would you like to explain to him the extent of what you did or should I?” He didn’t even give me a chance to answer. “An alpha doesn’t have a choice when it comes to their pack, Hugo. They are supposed to do put them before everyone and everything else, even themselves. If they knew she was protecting you, she would be deemed a traitor. Do you know what tames do to traitors?”

I watched as Tara greeted the packs gamma and stepped back to the Alpha, who’s eyes were still along the corridor that Grace and the Beta had disappeared down. “Why is she so scared?” The Alpha asked, his voice deep and rumbly sent shivers through me, how could I be equally attracted to and terrified of this man. I thought over his question before deciding that the truth wouldn’t hurt anyone here. “She has never been with a man Alpha, she’s scared of being hurt.” I answered and watched as his eyes swung back to me. “And what, she assumes that my Beta will be the one to take her?” He asked seeming angry again, but I couldn’t quite figure out why.

“The guy fighting Julian went savage. He tore rogues apart in his wolf form without a second glance. He killed twelve other rogues before they panicked and ran for the border. I don’t just mean that dramatically, Alpha. That’s the actual number. Twelve.” “Who is it?” My dad asks and Allen shrugs. “All I have been told is that they call him the Mad Alpha because he is clearly unhinged. When other packs tried to reach out to introduce themselves, they were directed to speak with his new beta. Julian.” My dad reaches out, grabbing his phone before dialing a number and giving me a wary look. “Thank you, Allen. Would you mind grabbing your son for me? I want to speak with him about a few changes.

“Big words from a Beta.” Heather made an appreciative “oh no he didn’t” sound. Liam smiled. “Do I look like a Beta to you?” he asked softly. Gunner’s smile faltered. Because there, in the dark, with Collin’s snarl still vibrating the air and the wards thrumming like live wire and Liam standing naked and unscarred but somehow more dangerous than any of them, even Gunner felt it. Collin Hale was Alpha. Liam carried that bite.

I growled at the cop, he was alone, but if I killed him I would be hunted down like a mouse, all I need is to knock him unconscious, I jumped and hoped to land with my knee on his face but he instantly grabbed my leg and threw me to the side, his eyes glowed Blue and his teeth struck out of his jaws, a Beta, he was the second strongest wolf of the pack, but I was meant to be the alpha, he should be a walkover

But the shame is all-consuming; it drags me down to my knees, claws digging into the dirt beneath me. And then Bennett’s cruel words resurface, his vile taunt still fresh in my memory: “I am not afraid of death, you greedy bitch. You don’t deserve to be an alpha, nor does our pack. My pack will crumble under your reign. A female alpha breeds a female mate. Let’s see if they’ll still let you lead when your infidelities are revealed for all to see.”

” As in to say you represent our family, you carry our last name, and that means something. I couldn’t say the same for Austin, I understood his hurt from his father’s passing. No one said an Alpha was guaranteed a low turnover position. I am sure it stings not having his dad around, but the sh*t he has pulled over the years has made him seem more like a spoiled pup and less like Alpha material. I snap out of my thoughts and ask the question that has been eating at me, “What are the terms for either of you winning?”

No amount of wiggling seemed to change that. My cheeks felt hot and my eyes started to prickle, blurring my vision as I sucked in a sharp, shuddering breath, trying to force my lungs to operate normally. Sadness was welling up in the back of my throat like something sticky sweet, something I couldn’t swallow back down no matter how hard I tried. I opened my mouth to yell, to scream, to howl — anything to get someone’s attention and get me out of this freaking barn — and instead a broken sob escaped. Dave was going to kill me. He’d said I would be put to death, and I knew that would be his doing. He was the alpha. Pack wolves lived and died by the alpha’s whim.

Lucian If the devil was incarnated, it would be me. There was no one more deadlier than me... Well, my father was deadlier than me before he died. I'm way different from my father now that I've grew in so many ways. My name is Lucian Van Othello, the ruthless and cruel Alpha of the Black Blood Pack. I'm hot, handsome, sexy and has what all girls love the most, a huge dick for them to ride.