An Alpha Novels & Stories

Enne was still rooted to the spot. The word "Alpha" that came out from Lynx echoed in his mind. Alpha? Andhara was an Alpha? His mind instantly spun, remembering Devota who often called Altair with the same title. Isn't an Alpha the leader of a pack, the strongest and most respected? If so, was Andhara as strong as Altair? However, before Enne sank further into her confusion, Lynx's voice rang out again, softer this time, like a mentor about to explain something.

I cleared my throat, casually moving my keg away. “Fine, this is the thing. I'm the new Alpha of this pack. I was born and raised to be. My beast is born to it. Because of you, the rules changed. The one that catches you and brings you back will get that title. I didn’t even want to attend this year!” “What is Alpha?” “Ehm, well, it’s our highest leader. The one leading our pack, in your world, he would be some kind of spiritual king, I think.”

“So, those titles, what do they mean again?” “Ah, right,” William begins. “The Alpha is the leader of any given pack. He’s either the strongest or the most cunning of the pack. Alphas are faster, stronger, and slightly bigger than the rest of the normal wolves. They run the pack, and everything they say goes. Trust me, you do not want to disobey an Alpha, especially in front of others.” He looks at me to see if I’m following. “I’m good,” I say. “Go on.”

Era was absolutely sure that the injury to her head was no joke; it could even be said to be more serious than she first thought. That stone earlier must have caused the blood vessels in her head to burst, causing her to lose her mind. "Alpha? So, the Alpha mentioned is not a name? Instead, it's a title for the leader of the werewolf pack? Oh, how absurd." Era closed her eyes. Her hand went up to her head, and then she shook it. "I must still be unconscious."

Jone’s gaze drops to Michael's mouth, his tongue quickly darting out to wet his lower lip before his eyes drag down the alpha's thick throat and heavily muscled chest. "If my arms lock around you out of ancient habit, or if my skin rubs against yours where—" Jone clears his throat, a low, pained vibration rattling his chest. "I refuse to let the Alpha King believe his omega is exploiting this confinement. I am well aware your beast wishes to be leagues away from my territory."

He stopped walking and bent down to Flint's level, stared him dead in the eyes, and said. "An Alpha is a being that brings fear just by breathing. When an Alpha speaks, you remain silent! When an alpha hungers, you hunt for them or die trying! And when an Alpha looks at you, you know it's over! There is only one true alpha left in this world, and I'm gladly under him. You lot are just a waste of space." Lucius touched Flint's head and said the words. "Neuralgia." "Ahhhhhhhhh!" Flint started convulsing; his entire body was being assaulted by Lucius.

Daniel approached me cautiously, taking deliberate steps to avoid frightening me further, his eyes gentle yet intense. "I'm not just any wolf, Sarah," he said calmly. "I'm the Alpha, and you are my fated mate. That means we're destined to be together, bound by a connection that surpasses ordinary understanding." "What is an Alpha?" I asked. Daniel finally closed the distance between us and sat down in front of me. "An Alpha is the leader of a group of werewolves. The Alpha's role is to protect, guide, lead the pack and so much more. When it comes down to love. every wolf has a soulmate, someone destined to be theirs. You recogni

she said in a quiet voice. My brows furrowed. “Who could it be?” Kaiden didn't need to be introduced when entering my chambers. Who was it? I wondered. “Send them in.” I rose to my feet, taking the book with me. Jasper walked into the room, draped in a mourning attire. “Jasper, what's going on? What's with the attire?” I asked softly. Jasper dropped his eyes to the marble floor, his voice shaking as he spoke. “The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

Just when she was offering her last prayers to the river goddess, she thought her water broke. It can’t be! She panicked. She was unusually big for someone whose baby was only a six-month-old fetus. She clutched her stomach in pain and was filled with remorse for wanting to end the little one’s life when she thought about killing herself. How could she forget him? She knew it was a boy. She chanted under her breath, distracting herself from the pain that pierced through her body with each contraction. The waters of the Nile shuddered at the sound of the baby’s first cry. The moon emerged out of the clouds wanting to take a peek at the newborn; the first alpha.

Alex looked over to where Ash was looking and saw four people. One was a long, black-haired female with good style who looked older and clearly was an alpha. And an arm was wrapped around her by a man who is clearly his mate, and he is also Alpha. Next to them was a boy who was like a teenager's kid and was also an Alpha. He was holding hands with a pretty lady with brown, shaggy hair and glasses. She was a beta. He saw the four of them make their way towards a table. Alex looked over at Ash and grabbed his hand gently as he led them to the table his siblings were at with their drinks in their free hands.