An Echo Of An Alpha's Cruelty Novels & Stories

I closed the book slowly, my hands trembling. The traitor....is a D'Arvenzi? Daisy is a D'Arvenzi wolf, and I am a D'Arvenzi wolf. The daughter of the Alpha, the same alpha that betrayed the house of Malvore and caused Lucien to take on responsibility as the alpha at an early age. The room felt colder now, the flickering light of the fire throwing long, jagged shadows across the ancient stone. The sound of quiet, measured footsteps echoed across the marble floor. I knew that step.

"A prison is a prison no matter what you call it. And I am not your 'little wolf.'" He emitted a harsh, humorless laugh and spurred his big horse closer until his leg brushed mine. Heat scorched me, painful and unwelcome. "Oh, but you are. You just don't know it yet. You carry the scent of my victory on you now. And it intoxicates." His eyes were heavy, crawling over me like a rough caress. I flinched, my skin warming where his gaze lingered. "You're a monster." "I am an Alpha. And you are my prize. Learn the difference. It will make your life here much easier."

It pisses me off, but I don't think that's a felony I once said something bad about a guy I hate, too. At this moment, I get to understand what alpha means: the utmost power. I believe he has really changed a lot in front of me. One girl has fainted, and the other is on the verge of passing out. No, they’re young girls. I can’t just watch and see them get killed. I take a deep breath. "Nyx, stop it and I’ll forgive you.”

I could actually hear the venom in Alpha's tone. "I know Alpha. I wasn't thinking." "You're officially the worst beta ever," Alpha sighed. His voice sounded normal again. Was this guy schizophrenic? "You know that twelve thousand four hundred and four is not the number of women I've bed, but the number of lives I've taken?" he asked Carson. But Alpha's tone this time was laced with darkness— and possibly regret. My breath hitched. If he found me, I would be number twelve thousand four hundred and five. Goodbye, Hazel Valentine, I sobbed internally. Fear ate at my soul and my blood ran cold.

“He’s dead.” Gasps ripple through the crowd, and I can see the gears turning in their minds. “He was a traitor,” I continue, my eyes locking onto those who seem too eager to defend him. “He deceived you all. He Was the one who killed the old Alpha and he smuggled magical beings into your territory, kept them captive and sold them, and anyone involved in that treachery needs to step forward now.” ‘Time to flush out the rats,’ Cerberus growls. ‘Let’s see who’s brave enough to show themselves.’

It's not only gross; it's rude. "I have been told that Alphas are the worst of all. Ruthless, cold, and merciless. Most often, we learn how many monsters suffer because their Alphas are, how do I put this in, selfish, immoral assholes." Although she doesn't mention anything to compliment me about, her voice is too calm. Usually, people show emotion when they talk about topics like this, at least a hint of anger, but Enya acts like everything she just said is the most natural thing to bring up.

She has already been through so much since the death of her mother, I do not want her to suffer anymore. "Richard, are you crying?" Alpha Victor chokes out a bitter laugh. I did not even realize that the tears already started to flow down my cheeks. My hands hastily reach for my cheek and I wipe the tears off my eyes. Not even my tears can make Alpha Victor sympathise with him, he is a psychotic man with no feelings for anyone else, he only cares about himself.

Perhaps, she somehow knew my destiny before I ever began the journey down this path. Once we are at the car, the driver opens the door with a fake smile on his face and then we both get in. Turning to Alexander, I look up into his eyes before asking curiously, “What will you do when you find the other Alpha?” Pausing, he doesn’t say anything at first, but after a minute or two he finally replies angrily in a voice filled with hatred while looking out the window to avoid my stare, “I will kill him with my bare hands. He deserves no mercy for what he did. First, he trespassed into my territory and then he killed some of my best people. This is unforgivable.”

You lost me there, Who are the predators? "Cruel, Ruthless, Dark and Graves, the School bullies, rich, hot, popular, psychopath who treats everyone else like trash. They are dangerous. Words can't destroy how vile they are and all the evil they have done. Anna, avoid them at all costs. If they are coming right, you go left. It's the only way to survive. The only things they use pretty girls like you for is sex and death." "And the school authority?" She scoffs. "My dad is an ass licker. This place used to be great but it's now messed up. It's like you don't know the kind of personalities in this school. Cruel is the alpha of the entire Westward pack."