Alpha Trauma Novels & Stories

"No, if I am an Alpha, my father must be an Alpha too. Even if he is a gambler, he will have money and status, and he will not be reduced to the point of selling his daughter!" I thought her words were weird. "What your father did was wrong. It has nothing to do with his identity." "You don't understand!" She suddenly stood up, her face flushed, "The world is very unfair, alpha is fine even if he kills, people will say he is excusable. But beta killing is a capital offense, even if he is just for self-defense." "So, Alpha is allowed to be a gambler?" "Yes, because he is powerful and powerful, no one will dare to bully his daughter."

He says to me and I am shocked. "What? When did that even happen?" Alpha Voice is a characteristic that alphas possess that can force another designation into doing what is commanded, even against their will. If used on a beta or an omega, it will cause great pain if they attempt to refuse the order. The voice is impossible to ignore or disobey.

When inside, I will wait for the signal and get Leona. There, I saw Leona on a poll. A rope surrounded her neck attached to the poll She was tired and covered with bruises. Her face was swells from punches which I know Victoria created. “Son of a bitch!” I was about to attack, but the other guy stopped me. “Alpha, wait for the signal. Do not let your emotions get in the way. It happened already.” I retreated and waited like the instruction give to us. Moments later, I saw the rogue wolves paraded in front. Anna raise her hand.

As Alpha Malik made his way back inside the palace, a heavy cloud of hurt and betrayal engulfed him, obscuring the warmth and love Aurora had once ignited within his heart. With each step, his pain deepened, casting shadows on the memories of their shared moments. Unknown to him, a sense of urgency tugged at his soul, compelling him to seek out Aurora. He couldn't fathom the reason behind this inexplicable need, but he was certain that when she woke up, she would face the consequences of her deception. And as for Evans, Alpha's blood boiled with disbelief at the thought of his supposed ally supporting Aurora in fooling him. The mere idea was unfathomable, and he vowed that Evans would pay de

” 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?”

"That doesn't sound like Fire Blood. Hey, I don't think this is a good sign. Is there going to be a war?" Suddenly Wilson interjected, "There won't be an attack. You know how Mr. Liam and Alpha Troy are." Alpha Troy was the Alpha of Fire Blood, a man of enormous stature, his body full of hair especially on the chest, and his skin always seemed to be covered with dust. "Yeah, you're right, Wilson," a member responded. "Then why did he come all of a sudden?"

He hadn’t hurt her, but it certainly looked like he was ready to introduce Shawn to a whole world of pain. Wolves were territorial. Especially the alphas. Damon had been coming on to her—marking her in the way of shifters, she knew that—and then another male had come into the room. So screwed. Shawn was struggling to get out his gun. His fingers were shaking, but, on the third try, he managed to yank the weapon from the holster. Then Shawn tried to lift the gun to Damon’s chest. “No!” Now her scream was full of fear. She raced toward them.

Some warriors safeguard the pack, including a Gamma and a Beta, who work closely with the Alpha and Luna. I swiftly shed my clothes and step under the comforting stream of hot water. Aware of the potential intrusion, I hurriedly shampoo my hair with the meager amount provided, rinsing it out before applying conditioner, allowing it to soak briefly. Hastily, I cleanse my body, anxious to avoid any unexpected visitors. Once I finish, I brush my teeth, catching sight of my split lip—a testament to the actions of Damian, the Alpha's son. He's one of the cruelest individuals I've encountered. Simply being in his presence is enough to provoke his sadistic torment. To make matters worse, his girlfr

could tell how much weight he'd lost and how empty his brown eyes looked. "Pay your respects to the Alpha, guard." Alan's voice broke into the brief silence the room sank into at Tybalt's arrival. My Beta drew the attention of Tybalt to himself but didn't even flinch at the death glare Tybalt sent his way once he took his eyes off me. The insulting way with which he said the last word was enough for a proud man like Tybalt to want to kill my Beta. Tybalt still had Alpha blood in him but as a Beta, it was part of Alan's nature and job not to cower regardless of the person he gets himself involved with. Alan merely stood and returned the glare. "Leave us," I commanded. Alan turned to look at

“T-The alpha in this s-story, you, has s-spent his entire life, uhm. Being cold. Ruthless. It’s why y-you get targeted by—” “Wait, wait. How old is this alpha again?” “Uhm…same…” I clear my throat. “Same age. As us.” “Hah, nah.” Alex seems to finally lose his patience, leaning back as he crosses his arms. “Alphas are supposed to be reliable and trustworthy as leaders of the pack. This guy doesn’t sound reliable—he just sounds like a dick.” I hold back a snort, surprised by how put-off he sounds. I’d expect this if someone called a hockey puck a ball or something of that sort. But no, he seems genuinely frustrated by the story.