Alphas Pizza Novels & Stories

I muttered, pulling off my helmet. The door opened before I knocked. Corvin stood there barefoot, gray hair tied back, leather vest hanging open over skin inked with symbols I didn’t recognize and didn’t like. His eyes—sharp, bright, too knowing—flicked over me. “Took you long enough, Alpha,” he said. “Moon’s been screaming for days.” I scowled. “You could’ve sent a memo.” He snorted and stepped aside. “Come in before the forest decides you’re rude.”

"Yeah I don't want that, I am craving snacks." "Do you want her baking something for you?" "No, Kierra. She's already doing so much. Let her rest. The Alpha has said you should stay indoors for now, otherwise, we could have gone to the bakery or a pizza shop to get pizza perhaps" "Well, we can order," I tell Beatrice, watching her through the mirror in my room. "Do you know any good places to order from?" She asks. "Yes, I tried one some time ago. It was very nice. It's at Pizza Lovers. I'll call their line and order for us. They do home delivery too."

I tried to keep myself busy by focusing on some work when a maid entered with an envelope. “This arrived for you, Alpha Aeros.” She bowed before dropping it on the table. She couldn’t look me in the eye because it was against the rules, so she just kept her head down and made her way out of the study. Curious, I tore open the envelope, revealing an invitation to a dinner event hosted by a close friend, an Alpha from a neighboring pack with whom we've had strong ties for as long as I can recall. The dinner was set for tonight, and he apologized sincerely for the late notice due to staff issues.

he says frantically. “In the living room,” I reply, following him. “What the fuck, man?” Mason grunts. “You could’ve called.” “No,” Asher says breathlessly. “They’re here.” “What?” Mason’s face drains of all colour. “The Alphas from Constantine,” he replies. “They’re in Stillwood.”

The Battle-Ready Special – A meat-lover’s dream, featuring spicy salami, roasted pork, grilled chicken, and extra melted cheese. The Sweet & Savory Sensation – A controversial yet delicious pizza with honey-drizzled cheese, caramelized onions, and crispy bacon. And, of course, one special dessert pizza: Mina’s Dream – A rich, buttery pizza topped with cream cheese, fresh berries, and a drizzle of honey. Mies ensured that Papa Pizza’s grand opening would be a massive event. The first restaurant was built in the heart of Aeternum’s capital, its two-story design standing tall and elegant. The exterior was bold and inviting, with large, ornate signs that radiated warmth and sophistication.

The owners are pack members, who joined from Italy, this is real food. “Another stupid American asks why the Alfredo is not ‘creamy’” Mamá says as she brings us menus. “Restaurants here ruin good food.” “Can I get my pizza please,” Zach asks her with a little pout. “My best friend is teasing me about my sister.” “Oh, little Alpha,” Mamá pulls his head to her chest in a motherly squeeze. “Is the Beta being mean to my Alpha?” “Yes, Mamá,” Zach plays it up.

We stop at a street vendor that sells pizza, wings, and hoagies. “So, what are we having?” Alpha Cayden asks me. “Uh…” I look at the prices and see that they are all higher than I’d expect to pay. Must be city prices. “Pizza?” “What kind?” I open my mouth to say cheese, but Alpha Cayden interrupts me. “Nevermind, we’ll get several,” he says before ordering a cheese, a veggie, and a meat lover’s pizza. Then he adds wings and two sodas before turning to me.

Something Chase must have also noticed since his hands disappeared faster than I could blink. ”Hey, Alpha.” Sofia purred as she put a strand of her hair behind her ear. I just scoffed in response, earning a smirk from the Alpha. The Alpha. Huh, It has a nice ring to it. I glared at him and crossed my arms over my chest. ” Alpha.” Chase said with a head bow. ”Chase. Don't you have the practice to get to?” ” Uhm, we have a break, Alpha, practice starts in twenty.”

“Vince’s pizza is perfect. The crust? The sauce? The cheese-to-topping ratio? They have it down to a science.” He rolls his eyes. “The crust is too thick, the sauce is too sweet, and they skimp on toppings.” I clutch my chest dramatically. “I can’t believe I ever trusted you.” Alex smirks. “It’s not my fault you have bad taste.” I narrow my eyes. “Okay, fine. Since you are obviously delusional, what is your pick?” He sits up straighter. “Domino’s.” I make a face. “Seriously?” He shrugs. “They’re consistent.”

“It really is Clown! You’ve done well, my friend. We’ll give you full credit for this mission.” Anna huffed. “So this guy had been hiding on the oceans. No wonder we couldn’t find him in California!” Alex turned to her and asked, “Where’s the pizza?” Anna rolled her eyes. “You have to wait at least twenty minutes for pizzas. Do we look like we have the time for that? I just asked them to deliver it to your house.” She then threw him a bag of food. “Here, it’s for you.” “What is this?” Anna pointed to the words on the bag. “Are you dyslexic? It’s pretzels!”