An Echo Of An Alpha's Cruelty Novels & Stories

He grabbed the Dragon Fires leader and Alpha of the Dragon moon pack's leg, hugged it tightly, and begged, "Please Alpha I am begging you. Please kill me. Please. I can't endure this anymore. Please kill me" Ruthless Alpha kicked the half-dead person from his leg. Once the beta spy fell on the floor with a thud he lit up his cigar and looked down at the beta's miserable state and voiced in his low deep husky voice, "I thought your leader trained you better. But you proved wrong. I wish your dead come soon". With that, he smashed the cigar in that empty eye socket of the spy. Again the painful scream erupted from the beta, after hearing that Alpha slide more comfortably in his chair holding t

I hear one of the Alphas say before hearing two sets of heavy Alpha paws join the warriors in the pack around me that have all turned to try and capture me. I hear the howl of the hunt from one of the Alphas, I’m assuming the one whose pack this is, because suddenly, there are warriors coming from every direction trying to capture us. I open my mind, needing to try to connect with someone, anyone, to let them know where I am. As I reach out in my mind, Echo ducks and leaps over the warriors trying to capture us. When one gets too close, she kicks them with her back paw, slicing her claws across their face.

"If you let your hatred remains, Alex, you will be in the line of evil Birdwistles. This thing is a curse on your bloodline and the only thing that can stop it is your understanding." Elphaba's eyes, flittering at us. "If in this generation, you Ross and Alex understand each other, no bad side can destroy you. Everyone's desire is to be an Alpha. Darth became an Alpha, Diego became an Alpha, Delbert became an Alpha and to your pups, their wolves are sure if it's not Oliver maybe Orvil because Delbert is done with being a leader. And you, when you leave this world, you Ross will be in the non-Alpha line and you Alex will be a wolf of an Alpha if you don't chase Ross' throne in this era."

He growled at the back of my mind, his agitation deepening with every second that passed. Still, I said nothing, didn’t react, only listened. As Abraham went on, the corner of my lips curled into a humorless smirk. “But the late Alpha refused. He would never bow to a man who slaughtered innocents at will, who trampled on others, who preyed on women and children. He declared he would rather die a justified death than bow to evil, that the goddess herself would see that he is punished. The beta said Alpha Lucas still carries the trauma of watching Verek rip your father’s head from his body as though it were nothing… before tossing it to the ground and stomping on it.”

It wasn't the usual respect or even the healthy fear an Alpha usually commanded; this was something darker, something born of genuine terror. She caught snatches of their hurried whispers as she passed by open doorways. They spoke of a "cursed Alpha," their voices trembling as they recounted how he had slaughtered a rival leader. The stories were messy and violent, but the common thread was that Luca had come back from that battle changed. He had returned with something wrong inside him, a darkness that didn't belong to the world of living wolves. Chloe felt a shiver run down her spine. She was bound to a man that his own people were terrified to look at.

Does she think I’m evil too? “T-There was an alpha. H-he hurt me a lot. He was the m-most brutal. Alphas are evil!” She cries out in fear. I keep her in my embrace, smothering her dark brown tresses with kisses and gentle touches. She needs to realize I’m not going to hurt her.

"You're here. You came back." Her deep voice echoed through the space, more felt than heard. “I never left, Elena. You were just too close to the edge to hear me.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “That place… that Alpha. What is he?” Her ears flattened slightly, and she turned her massive head toward the sky. “Not just wolf. Not just man. He’s become something else… something that feeds.” “Feeds?” I asked, heart pounding. “On fear. On pain. On despair. The stench you smell clinging to him—it’s not just blood. It’s rot. The residue of centuries of consuming darkness. The longer you’re near him, the more it will try to seep into you, too.”

Nothing makes sense. My mind reeled at the possibility of such an insidious betrayal. My heart shattered watching brave warriors fall to the ground, the life rapidly leeched from them by the toxins. Treacherous cowards! They would pay for this atrocity with their own bloodied hides. With a roar of purest fury, I locked eyes on the smirking form of Alpha Lucas. That wretched cur stood amid the gunfire, reveling in our agony like the sadist he was. Unforgivable!

“We need that food.” “You cannot go with him.” “She has to go. Did you not hear him?” “He’s a wolf.” “He is an Alpha. There is a difference.” “Yes. Alphas kill more efficiently.” Voices crashed over one another. Fear. Hope. Anger. Hunger. All of it familiar. All of it human. I lifted a hand. No one quieted. I put two fingers in my mouth and whistled. Sharp. Piercing. The sound cut through the camp like a blade.

“Your Goddess deceived and abandoned you, just as she did to me, after making you suffer so much in this life.” “How do you know?” I murmured through my tears. “They say I am evil because I want to plunge the world into darkness, but this world is already dark and cold. Friends betray friends, taking the lives of the innocent. Gods pretend to be benevolent just to keep loyal puppets in their hands, manipulating them.” “Isn’t that exactly what you do with your cult followers?” the Alpha growled, struggling to stand, positioning himself as a shield in front of me. I heard him gasp as he was thrown violently away, his body slamming into a pillar, the impact echoing through the temple.