Alphas Pet Novels & Stories

She extends her hand for me to come with her. I back up to the back of my cage. I am terrified. I look up to see others coming down—several wolves in their wolf form and some as men. I scream, even though I do not know why I am screaming. The man comes close to my cage. He closes it back and locks it. "I am Alpha Sebastian. What is your name?" he asks calmly. "I ... I ... I ... I am Alanis, daughter of Merril and Mary," I answer.

The massive wolf disappeared, leaving Kyle standing there- now human and. Completely Naked. I quickly averted my eyes, heat rushing to my face. "Alpha." Kyle's voice was thick. Alpha? The older man didn't turn to look at him and instead kept his gaze directed on Matt as he spoke. "We'll discuss this in the dining room. Now." The older man's eyes met mine- cold and piercing like Kyle's. His brows drew together, "Who's that?" Matt turned to me, mischief flickering in his eyes as he spoke calmly. "Ignore her, she's just a maid."

With Ashly's scent in the room, Alex the wolf was clawing at him, wanting him to take his Omega and make sweet love to him. "No! You can't leave me like this. Please, Alpha, please! Just hold me for a few minutes; the cramps hurt so much. Hold me." Ashly's voice was so hoarse from the screaming and whimpering. She needed water, but Ashly wouldn't let Alex leave the room. She never imagined that Alpha would find her so unattractive, but damn, it's killing her.

My heart pounded. And then… “Scared?” A voice asked in my mind, but it wasn’t Alba’s. “No. We’re waiting for you to stop your prank and show yourself,” Alba said sharply. “Here I am.” From the shadows, a massive black wolf emerged, Alpha Rhett’s wolf. “Alpha, it is nice to meet you. I am Alba,” my wolf greeted. “I am Rhys,” he replied. So that was his name, Rhys. His wolf.

My Pack bowed their heads in submission to me and my Beta Anders came strode forward lowering his head and submitting to his Alpha, ‘Welcome home Alpha.’ He said lifting his head to look at me, ‘It is good to see you again, if a little strange.’ I chuckled and shook myself, my silver-white fur fluffing out,

one of the alphas says with a chuckle. In the presence of the alphas, my small omega reveals her teeth, ready to defend herself. However, just as she is about to growl, I emit a soothing purr that catches her off guard. She stops in her tracks, her eyes filled with a mixture of pain and confusion, and seeks solace in my lap. As if following her lead, the adorable pups venture out of their nest, emitting tiny yelps of excitement. They curiously sniff the air and make their way towards me, climbing onto my legs and snuggling against my mate, finding comfort in our bond.

Mykel’s wolf was silver, a breed of wolf known for their extraordinary gifts. This year was our turn to hold the annual Alpha meeting. Ever since Mykel stepped up and took over from his father, he had avoided each one with the excuse he wasn’t ready. But not this year, had we refused to accommodate it would have been seen as a great disrespect to the surrounding packs as well as those who are coming from further away.

In the modern world, werewolves enjoy having pets. "You will make anything your pet if you like how it obeys you. But if the pet begins to choose its own path, you will kick it out of your way." Sam lowered her head, realizing his boss was speaking about her husband. Before Alpha Leo died, his rival Alphas tried to make him their pet. But when he started to show disobedience, they killed him. "Do you still think Alpha Daniel is involved—" He cut her off when she turned to look at him. He averted his gaze and continued,

Mumbling, he is being caressed by her, and here comes the food he hates most. "No more pet food!" What will an Alpha do when he has to stay in his wolf form and is mistaken for a husky? "Come on, you little Cutie, I'm sorry." "Don't call me Cutie." A man suddenly appeared and said so.

And I got used to it. "Good morning, alpha" one of the pups greeted me. I look at his young innocent face. I smiled at him. "What's your name?" I ask. The pup sat beside me. "My name is Altaire," he replied in his cute toothy grin. I laughed at him. "They say, your a big bad alpha, it is true?" he asked. I smiled at him. "What do you think?" I asked him back. He shook his head. "For me, you're a good man," he replied. My heart softens from his young words.