Alpha Wife Novels & Stories

arles said Where are the rest he ask She laughed " they left " Why didn't you " I couldn't, the alpha told me to stay and deliver a message to his wife she answered proudly. Arles looked at her maybe she's insane he concluded. "What do u know about the alpha wife" arles ask. " All I know is that she's a witch" Take her let's go Arles ordered he switched into his wolf form running. ❌AHMON ❌ Veronica stood her eyes blazing fire, Kayla on the other hand fold her hands on her breast

Rose asked, knowing they probably should have checked this before they came there, but she had just been so excited when she had found out about them. "If the intel I got is right, this place isn't too big. It's the Warlock who is supposedly native to this place, Ziporah her name is, and she is apparently even known as and accepted as an Alpha among the human so asking around maybe." Ash said, pulling out some crumpled, well folded, sheets of notes from his back pocket and flipping through them. "Yeah, Ziporah is the Alpha and Akiki is a beta, again, if we are right about that".

With a fierce snarl, I leaped through the window and onto the grass below, ready to defend my territory at any cost. I couldn't believe what just happened. A wolf outside my window, in my territory? I had to act fast. I shifted into my black alpha wolf form and chased after the intruder. The chase was long and brutal, and as we got closer to the forest, I noticed another wolf intercepting from the side. It was Damon, my Beta, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Together, we fought fiercely against the intruder. He was quick and agile, but Damon and I were no slouches either. We were determined to protect our territory and our pack at all costs. However, the intruder was strong and cunning, and

she said and paved way for them to walk in. Maya stood up as soon as she saw them and offered them a seat on her rugged chair. "What brought you to my abode, elders?" Maya asked in a polite voice. "The leader had requested that you should turn in yourself as the Alpha" The male wolf said and Maya's eyes widened. "But I'm not the Alpha so why should I turn myself in as the Alpha?" "If you are not the Alpha, that means you know who the Alpha is" the witch said and Amber's heart skipped a beat.

he replied, his words dripping with a sense of betrayal and resentment. The mention of Freya's name triggered a shocked response from Sylvia. The Freya she knew was someone she had known, someone who had been through life and death with her, and someone she believed to be a kindred spirit. Could this be the same Freya who had a hand in orchestrating this chaos? Doubt and disbelief mingled in Sylvia's thoughts. Amidst the escalating tension, Jason's commands directed the witches to harness their powers and seek ancestral intervention for protection. Simultaneously, the hunters armed themselves with advanced weaponry, preparing to unleash their assault on the Alpha.

“You know I have a mother? Or was this a new knowledge you amassed as the new Alpha King?” A sighed left my lips. He was tiring to guilt trip in every way, but I had recently known this. I’ve heard scary things about the Alpha, I hadn’t really expected a female. “Don’t start, Jake. But yes, I recently realized your Alpha was female…” “One that shouldn’t be looked down on. She hunted wolves with your grandfather and father. And she’s a true Alpha, not a hand-me-down.” His lips tugged mockingly as he addressed my Alpha status as a hand-me-down from my father. I leaned towards him. “And so would you be.”

from a male Alpha they would back down slightly, “Silence!” the moment I shouted the word, using a bit of my Alpha aura with it the room fell silent, “Everyone present tonight should thank Alpha Alice for help and protection she provided when you were dealing with the rogues, still I only hear judgement and snarky comments. Shame on all of you! So, what if she is a woman? She has more power and logic in one of her fingers than many of you male Alpha wolves have in their whole body! You should show some respect since she opened the gates to you and allowed you to enter! And do not forget about the tragedy that put her into the position where she is now! I think it is safe to say that she wou

She asked and I stilled. "Why will I reject you, you're my mate." I said and she sighed. "Oh." She replied. "Alpha, I'm back." Aren said and I stood up. "I'll be with you soon." I told her leaving to meet Aren outside. Our hacker and computer operator found information about others easily. "What did you find?" I asked. "She's kinda a rogue, but not really." Aren replied. "Explain." I said. "She was the daughter of the former beta of the Crescent pack, her pack was overthrown and they had a new alpha named Alpha Rick, the alpha that has been really disturbing at times to us." He said and I swallowed, wondering what he did to her.

If I understood, I wouldn't be having this conversation with him in the first place. "The Alpha inside you is weak. Your wolf is weak, Alison," Alfie finally concluded. I frowned at him. My wolf rumbled with anger. She was pissed. My beast had been through a lot. We had both been to hell and back numerous times. She wasn't weak. I wasn't weak. I was an Alpha. "I know you don't want to hear it, but it's the truth, Alison. If we're going to work together, we have to be honest with each other. So this is me being honest. Your beast is weak and you need to figure out why so you can change it.

I should’ve also known better than to tell her she should’ve just shown me her tits if she wanted to, and not contemplated the possibility she would follow through with it. But here I am, standing open-mouthed as Anna pulls down her grubby white top and bares her perfect pale tits to me. She’s confident at first, cocky even. Her shoulders are back and proud as she juts out her sweet rosy nipples. And I was wrong. I have seen plenty of tits in my time, but I haven’t seen it all before. I’ve never seen a pair of tits that make my mouth water like this pair. She has a beauty mark to the side of her right nipple. There’s a smear of mud above her left. And they’re beautiful. Perfect.