Alphas Prey Novels & Stories

That way, if they followed that scenario, Narsha's scent would be covered by Dexter's. But that was the problem. An Alpha bite was a sign of ownership. It wasn't just about hiding her real scent, but also about submitting herself to Dexter. That thing is usually only done by a mated pair, or at least, a couple. Narsha couldn't possibly do that with Dexter. Just imagining it made her stomach churn. Narsha shook her head, still pushing Dexter away from her waist. “No. We're not going to do that." “But it's a strategy.”

Every snap of a twig, every breath of wind carried meaning. As they approached the coalition’s encampment, Lena’s wolf growled low, a rumble of warning. Scouts had been careless. A small group moved between tents, unaware of the Alpha and his mate observing from above. Kade’s lips curved into a predator’s smile. “We take them quietly,” he whispered, “and let the chaos begin.”

“Little dove has escaped from the cage you confined her to. Too bad you all won't be there to protect her by the time I kill her.” Note: This change was written in response to Heather. Your comment made me see the need to explain why the Alphas have been absent. What do you think?

It sniffed the air deeply, its tongue flicking out. "A delicious aura, so pure and rich," a hoarse, greedy voice echoed, not from a mouth, but directly in the minds of the other predators that had begun to gather behind it. "And helpless. Like a ripe fruit fallen from a heavenly tree. He is mine." The pack, a mix of shadow wolves and strange reptiles, could only swallow in silence, not daring to dispute the alpha's claim. The Crystal Fang did not wait any longer. With a powerful, graceful leap, its black body shot through the air, its razor-sharp claws extended, ready to tear open its prey's chest and claim the spiritual core that must surely still be within.

Even the warriors noticed it immediately. The creatures stared directly at me now. Waiting. Watching. The silver light brightened around my wolf slowly while the wind moved harder around us. Nobody spoke. Nobody even breathed properly. Then slowly, the creatures stepped backward. One by one. Growling nervously. Like they wanted to attack but could not. The entire pack watched in stunned silence. Because now they understood. Those creatures were not afraid of the Alpha. They were afraid of me.

"She told me to prepare for a fight as someone is coming." He looked at me for a moment then went to the front door. When he turned back to me, his face was full of worry. "She was right, Amaya! But how was she able to feel them before my wolf did? I'm born of Beta, so... the only way is... you are born from Alphas?" I look at him, confused. 'What are Alphas?' I ask Ivy. 'I will explain later! Rogues are coming! Get ready! There are over twenty.'

I wondered, as confusion set in. Suddenly Alpha Cole cleared his throat and my head snapped to him. His blood covered index finger was tapping on the rim of his glass, as he signaled for me to refill his glass with whiskey once more. Dinner took them a lot longer then any meal took a human. We had been in here for well over an hour now and they still had piles of meat on their plates. They also consumed a lot of alcohol with their meal. And I noticed that the conversation that took place around the table consisted of the males challenging and trying to one up each other. They were animals in every sense of the word. It was a wolf's nature to challenge others, power plays were not uncommon in

"Ok I'm not over it" "Eat your fill, I have a bigger build than you and I can't finish that leg in my human form, I want to see it" "You're making a glutton out of me!" "It will be your last meal served, your next meal will be a deer you caught yourself!" "Myself?" "Alphas do the hunting right? Omegas are basically the guard dogs and floor rugs, eating last, running behind in the pack, eat your fill because you will learn how to hunt next"

"Thanks London you may leave now and please make sure that everyone is ready to leave tomorrow by 10 a.m. London slightly nodded and left me alone to prepare for the World Alphas Meeting, which will be held two days from now in Newyork. Every 10 years all the Alphas from around the world gather together and choose an Alpha to be the head of all the Alphas and to be titled as The Alpha's Alpha . The Alpha's Alpha has the job to maintain peace among Alphas and solve their disputes. There is only one way the Alpha of the Alphas is chosen and that is by fighting other Alphas , by showing that you are stronger than the rest of the Alphas, strong enough to lead other Alphas and strong enough that

The omega held her breath, eyes piercing the top of the Alphas head before she made her move. Allie dropped down from her perch, her body smoothly falling from the branch, and landed behind the attacker. She reached down for the spear in that Alphas hand before pulling him backwards by tugging at the collar of the shirt. She used the mud to her advantage by tripping the Alpha, smirking as his back landed directly into a puddle of mud. For a voice so high pitched he had a compact body, limbs constantly sliding in the mud at an attempt to crawl backwards. Allie took that opportunity to raise the spear in the air.