An Alpha's Duty Novels & Stories

He didn't have to yell like that in front of half of the pack. "Luna has a point Alpha, he will see us coming." A man says standing up with head neck bared to Axel meaning no disrespect. "We will follow the plan and that's an order," He says while slamming his fist on the table looking through his eyebrows at the man in front of him. I can feel his Alpha aura wash over as he gives the order. The order doesn't affect me since we are considered equals. Well as Luna and Alpha, not by Axel.

I. "Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I'm around. They will all know that you're my mate; they can sense it, and no one likes to mess with another alpha's omega unless they're crazy. Trust me, darling. I'm not leaving you alone. Not this time. If they even try to touch you, I will rip their throat out." Allen raised an eyebrow. "What's up with alphas and wanting to rip throats out?" Sebestian chuckled. "Ripping another alpha's throat out means that they've won. You don't need to worry about it, darling."

"I'll make sure we keep you safe, loved and that Hunter keeps his dick in his pants." Alpha Hunter rolled his eyes and laughed. He folded his arms and kept his gaze on me. I had caught him watching me like he was trying to figure me out. I wondered what that was all about. "And me?" I looked at all of them. "What's my duty?" "It's simple," Alpha Thorn replied. "Just do as you're told and sit and enjoy it while it lasts."

But I didn’t. “What’s ‘low’ about it?” he asked. “It was an olive branch; a gesture of faith, accompanied by a simple request. If you cannot answer when duty calls, then perhaps I shouldn’t be so quick to offer my generosity—my generosity which, mind you, has benefited you tremendously already.” “I appreciate the gesture, Dan,” I said, “but my wife needs me. Surely you understand.” “Surely you understand,” Dan said calmly, “that an Alpha’s duty should be first and foremost to one’s pack. And from what I understand, your pack has been suffering from some trade disagreements, has it not?”

They all stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes to me. “This quarter is for the Alpha's women which you are now part of.” “What? What do you mean by his women?” I asked with wide eyes. “I believe you understand clearly. The ladies here satisfy the Alpha's needs and that of his men. Your primary duty is to warm his bed, but you will also be assigned daily tasks like cleaning the yard, gathering firewood, cooking his meal and washing if necessary. Now like I said, if you do everything you are told, you will be just fine.” She explained.

“Okay, let’s leave at that. Let’s start with today’s duties, then.” Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. “But it’s still Friday, Alpha. I have work!” “That is why you will work here,” he replies. “But—” “But you need to understand that as my future Luna, you have certain duties and responsibilities towards the pack.” “Wait a minute. The rejection—” Alpha Landon claps his hands and omegas come into the room once again, carrying everything on her work desk, even the ones that are pinned on the wall close to it!

One stuttered, staring hard at the floor beneath him. " The beta is no longer with them, dammit!" I growled. " You would know if you actually tried to confirm it. Aren't you part of the rotation team?" I asked two of them in particular. I'd mindlinked Mark a while ago to confirm if their words were true. I would be damned if I just go along with whatever they say. They nodded wordlessly. " Answer me! " I yelled. " Yes, Alpha." " And what is your duty as deltas in the rotation team?"

Freya offered her. “Am I allowed to do that?” “Yes!! After all, this pack belongs to us.” Freya said as if she owned the pack. For a while, Arabella thought might be she might be sleeping with the Alpha, that was why she was so confident, and this pack was hers. “Alpha Miller once said, ‘An Alpha’s duty is to his pack members. Without them, he is no Alpha at all.’” Freya repeated the exact word that Wydler had spoken in front of all the pack members when he took control of this pack.

I hate it. An Alpha shouldn’t be worshipped. The way I see it, an Alpha is responsible for the pack. It’s our duty to protect, defend, support, and nurture them. We’re supposed to lead by example, not from a gilded throne while weaker members fawn over us and get stomped into the dirt.

I look around, wondering where this is, it's not far from the compound but completely secluded, if I hadn't followed him, I'd never known such a sight was out here “What are you doing out here?” He shrugs. “I’m on patrol” Is he joking? “You? An alpha?” Finally, he drags his eyes from the moon to face me “Isn't that one of my duties? As alpha?” “I thought your job was to lead, alpha, leader of the pack?” I wiggle my fingers in a forward movement. “My first duty is to protect." A small smile tugs at his lips. "Hence the patrol.” That makes sense, I pouted a little “And what’s my duty?” He tenses, giving me a searching look, hints of silver glint in his eyes, probably a reflection from the mo