Alphas Restaurant Novels & Stories

I raise my eyebrows and I can hear him chuckle quietly. For some reason, my heart starts beating faster at the sound. I scrunch up my nose and I look down at my food quizzically. What is wrong with me? I don't even know the guy! Rylan nudges me and I meet her gaze. She questions me with her eyes, and I shoot her a look. Just another thing I will explain later. I sit, quietly eating, when it hits me. I don't even know his name. He is an Alpha for gods sake! How do I not know his name? My father made sure I know the name of every Alpha in the area.

My heel tapped against the carpeted floor of the conference room, while my fingertips drummed along the table to the same rhythm. "In all," he said. "We're very happy with the progress that Alpha Inc. has given us at Brown's Rentals, and we would like to extend your services to our partner company Brown's Towing, LLC." "We'd be happy to take on Brown's Towing, Mr. Brown. Let's schedule a time for our normal consolation and get things set up," I said, almost robotically. Brown was a huge client, but one of many for Alpha Inc. He smiled underneath his bushy handlebar mustache. "I'll call the front desk and schedule myself in then, Mr. Reed. As always, it's such a pleasure working with you all.

Alpha vibes rolled off him in waves. An Alpha running a restaurant? I studied him. He studied me. "Hello, welcome to Nature's Kitchen. I'm Caleb, the owner," he said, extending his hand. "Alpha Jackson," I murmured, shaking it. He led me to a table with a view of a garden. I knew flowers well—my mother was a horticulturist. My warriors took a nearby table. David sat with me. "Nice restaurant, Alpha. Feels homey. Smells good," David mind-linked.

The Alpha stood up and said, “Too late.” Just as he finished talking, a gentleman in black suit walked into the room hurriedly. He looked nervous as he went forward to greet the Alpha. I recognised him, he was the owner of his restaurant. “Alpha! How are you?” The man said. Even though he was smiling, I could see his hands trembling. I mean, who would not be! When your staff mess with the Alpha himself and drag you into trouble just because you chose to employ them. The Alpha did not greet him back, instead he said, “You don't deserve to call me that.”

Monday mornings in particular. “Alex,” Ash purred as he fluttered his lashes and graced Alex with his best placating smile. Reaching up, he traced one digit along the Alpha’s collarbones before walking two fingers gracefully down his chest. “I’m hungry, Alpha, will you make congee for me?” At that request, Alex took a deep breath. He blinked a few times before closing his eyes with a soft groan. Gently, he released Ash from his embrace and pulled himself up, letting the covers slide from his body.

I asked myself as I walked to where the Alpha is, I was surprised to see a swimming pool inside a penthouse, what else was I expecting this is not just some regular penthouse, this is rich lifestyle I gently walked to the Alpha and sat down, seeing all the sumptuous meal served on the table all I was waiting for is the Alpha to give his order cause I was already so hungry from the long hour flight “Dig in” The Alpha said and I did not wait for him to say it twice before I grabbed the fork and began devoting every dish on the table, I was so focussed on eating that I didn't know that the Alpha was staring at me until I finished the bowel of white chicken wing soup I was drinking, I slammed on

The two huge buildings form the estate of a deadly Alpha. Filled inside the penthouse is a cacophony of laughter and conversation, the Alpha living each day like a ceremony, the house that never ceases to distribute the aroma of grilled meats, raw meat, high-quality wines, roasted meats of different animals that are not rat, cat, or dog. The meats were cows, hyenas, deer, and jaguars. On the low table is a feast of different meals, including some human high-class meals and wines of different types. On the floor before the table is Alpha Harper, naked and surrounded by naked she-wolves, who are massaging his body with every soft body of theirs. He grabbed whoever boobs he wanted, spanked asse

Our mate bond has always been plagued by separation. I agreed to call Nathan ‘Nate’ as the official mate's name. It’s kinda cheesy, but they were already into it even before they met me, so I guess I had to go with the flow then. Nate opened the door to the restaurant for me, and I went inside with them a few steps behind me. Every diner bowed their heads to him as we passed every table. This restaurant was owned by a werewolf and caters to werewolves specifically. A man wearing a black suit rushed to us, bowing his head lower than the rest, “Alpha.” Nate waved his hand and said, “Rise,” and everyone raised their heads.

She politely requested this from Alpha Nero. As Alpha Nero perused the menu, his sharp eyes quickly discerned that the names of the dishes were written in elegant Italian script. A faint smile played at the corners of his lips as he recognized the familiar language, and he felt a sense of anticipation building within him. The man cast a glance towards the waitress. "Can you tell me about your specialty today?" Nero turned to the waitress and inquired, The waitress acquiesced to their request. "Today's specialty, Alpha, is a delectable combination of steak and pasta," she announced.

Ash sighed and nodded. "Fine. I don't know what to wear, though." Alex smirked and got out of bed. "Leave that to me." ---- When they got to the restaurant, Ash was holding on to Alex's hand. He could smell so many alphas and betas here. Ash couldn't sense any omegas, and that was going to be a problem. As Alex walked to the door, Ash stopped him. Alex, I'm going to be the only Omega in there. I..."