Novel & Cerita Alphas Pet

“We go out there and tell everyone we found our mates.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s going to go over like a lead balloon.” “So? Don’t you want to be happy?” Happiness. Happiness was out of fucking reach for me. Fate made sure of that when she paired me with a lying human. “I’m alpha,” I said more sternly than I meant to. “My needs and happiness come second to my pack.” “That’s not fair,” she countered. I started the truck and turned it around to head back. “One thing you’ll learn with age is that life sure as fuck isn’t fair. Where’s your mate now?”

Oh they definitely were fucking with me. “That's not even possible I only slept with you guys.” Gabe sighs and slaps Byron. “Byron over here is Alpha of all Alphas, being such, he would have to have his mate to be able to produce a child. Only mates of Alpha of all Alphas can take his knot. When he finished his wolf Obsidian took over and knotted with you. That's why we called the doc to check on you.” I looked at them, I felt overwhelmed, this is all too much. I walk toward the window and start pacing in front of it.

Something inside of me unfurls. “Mr. Holder,” There is curious note to Lionel’s voice. “I understand why the first trial was set up so…but why did this one have to go this way?” Mr. Holder hums thoughtfully. “Alphas in general have several core traits; pride, intelligence, protectiveness, and rage.” He explains. “It is said these are gifts from the Moon goddess…everything an alpha would need to lead their pack and be a good mate.” “Yes, I’ve heard that.” Lionel confirms.

Clayton added. “I think we will,” I replied with a nod. Matty returned and escorted our new arrivals to the conference room. Seven more Alphas arrived with their men: Colin, Neil, Martin, Craig, Paul, John, and Kyle. Aside from John, who was in his late fifties, the others ranged in age from twenty to thirty-five. John was another older alpha without a filter. When he and Alpha Bruce got together, it was always bad. They tended to feed off one another and could be very disrespectful, especially towards women. My mother disliked both of them with a passion.

They lifted their heads to snarl at me, fangs bared, blood dripping from split lips. One spat at my boots. “Alpha King,” he hissed with hatred. My wolf growled deep in my chest, vibrating my bones. Without a word, I grabbed him by the throat and lifted him off the ground. His feet dangled, chains rattling against his ankles. “Who sent you?” I asked softly. Deadly. “Answer me, and I’ll make your death swift.” His eyes bulged, but he forced a savage smile, blood staining his teeth black. “The Fallen Gate rises,” he rasped. “She will awaken the end.”

The pup instantly took a liking to that piece of cloth, wearing it as often as possible. The Alpha was quick to hoist Milos up onto his hip, a smile curling onto his lips. He was quick to scent his pup, nosing his cheek and taking in the soft baby powder smell. The pup had still to get his pheromones, but they were sure he's an Alpha like Nate. "Mummy, did you see that?!" Her pup asked excitedly, his blue crystal-like eyes shining with enthusiasm. "Yes, lovey." "How was I?" The omega smiled fondly at him, planting a wet kiss on his cheek. "You were a natural, darling", She cooed. "Future football player just like your dad."

I asked. That was, after all, how pups played with their rag dolls. Most, especially male pups, had the terrible habit of ripping up their rag dolls. Thinking about that suddenly brought an image of scary Alpha’s wolf ripping me to shreds like a rag doll. A shudder coursed through me at the image. “Well”, scary Alpha said, suddenly rising from where he was leaning on his desk to gradually make his way towards me.

’ Ember growls in my mind. “OK but that’s Goddess-given mates, not chosen mates.” I say. “But still… This is some news…” I trail off, my mind swirling from the bomb that was just dropped. Of all the things they could have said I wasn’t expecting a mating contract between Mars and Hazel! Alpha Mars is considered one of the most ruthless, bloodthirsty Alphas in the last few centuries. He isn’t known as the future Alpha King of War for nothing. Heck! He probably eats rogue werewolf casserole for dinner! ‘He’s probably part vampire since he loves blood and killing so much.’ Ember snorts.

His hand, as big as my head, closed around my neck, and he lifted my head to meet his eyes. "She's not a pet," he growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that promised violence. "She's a breeder. A vessel. And she's mine." Lysandra paled. Her eyes, filled with loathing, were now filled with fear. Caelan, the brutal Alpha, was defending me. But not as a human. Not as a person. As property. "Get her to the kennels," she ordered the guards. I felt a surge of relief. The kennels. At least it was a place for animals, a place where I could at least stay away from their hateful eyes and plan an escape or something. At least it was a place where I would be safe. But my relief was short lived.

Lucas' POV I stared at him, surprised. "Who bloody cares about their timeline?" I snapped. "I'm the Alpha of the damn pack." "As the Alpha, you shouldn't forget that the auction school belongs to Alpha Kael of the Black water pack," He said with a shrug. "Its literally his biggest investment here and if you think he will let you mess with it, you're joking."