An Understated Dominance Novels & Stories

“You are an annoyance, but I’ll not move, so get over it.” I scoff and turn my back on her. Although I am acting childish, I don’t give a damn! I just want to find out what that flirtatious bastard is doing behind my back! I swear to the Moon if he actually has a harem of women somewhere else, I'll be so pissed! Wait. Why would I be angry at him for having a harem of women? He’s an alpha and can run this pack any way he wants! That’s why he made me his personal omega, right? Because he can do whatever he wants and no one can tell him no.

, over her shoulder as she ran straight to her room after her small act of mischief. Damon wanted to rub his shoulder which now throbbed with pain where their shoulder collided but restrained self, knowing there was still the girl standing in front of him. Everyone knew of the immense strength that ran in the Bennett family at least in the pack. Except the well-kept secret that somehow she, the daughter of the family was the kind of strong they hadn’t seen in their family ancestry. It wasn’t something too big a deal but she herself didn’t want others to now just yet.

How was I supposed to know she copied your rough drafts word for word? You knew because you wanted to know, boy, Dominic’s low, heavy baritone rumbled from the shadows beside the window. He had not moved an inch, but his massive, six foot three frame seemed to shrink the entire luxury suite. The ancient Alpha aura vibrating from his navy three piece suit was thick, suffocating, and designed to keep a lesser predator pinned to the wall. You wanted a beautiful, compliant little ornament on your arm to parade in front of the regional council. You wanted a mate who made you look like a visionary, so you shut your eyes to the rot right in front of your face.

“We are here to control direction.” Every word was Measured.. “We focus on long term dominance. Not temporary wins.” She paused. Then added softly, “Power does not need to announce itself. It simply… exists.” Silence. Then and eruption of applause. Dominic didn’t clap. He couldn’t. His hand trembled slightly as he reached for water. “Sir?” his assistant whispered. Dominic did not answer him and just kept on drinking. “She’s alive…” he thought. “She’s married…to that bastard”

I am better off living the kind of life that I am living now if Dwayne just quits bothering me and my family. Dwayne has an entire pack of the Redclaws to serve him. Does he want to have complete victory over my father by ruining my life? I think that is his aim. He just wants to laugh over my tearstained face while he assumes complete victory but he is definitely wrong if he thinks I will let him.

“And the way the Dominants notice everything.” That last sentence lingered between them heavily. Because she was talking about Him now. Steele stepped closer again. Close enough for tension to hum sharply through the air. “And what else?” He asked quietly. Ruby’s lips parted. His proximity alone made coherent thought difficult. “The restraint,” she whispered finally. “Not forcing someone. Making them want it.” A slow, approving smile touched the corner of Steele’s mouth. There she was. The woman Damian noticed. The woman who understood the difference between dominance and control.

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

I said, trying to make the atmosphere light again. “Oh, very beautiful. Dominic only has the best people work on his estate. He takes great pride in it.” She said it sounded like she also took great pride in it. It made sense; it was her home, after all. “I can see that. Men like Dominic only want what is the absolute best. They like to be in control of everything, including the nature around them.” “Yes, Dominic likes to exercise control in all things.” She muttered. “Including you?” I asked her. It was a good conversation and a great way to learn about their relationship and how I could use it to my advantage.

Sasha is not intimidated and increases her dominance tenfold, causing the males to fall to their knees. Kathe just watches, as if she were in a completely different world. How did she learn to dominate? She wonders. Something inside Kathe stirred, but her brain wouldn't accept it. Kratos drank his last sip of wine and finally got up from the table, wiping his mouth with his forearm, putting his dominance into action. Sasha further increases her domination, but Kratos soon overtakes her. She tries to resist, but slowly falls to her knees on the ground. The dominance of the genuine alpha is much stronger than hers.

“You only underestimated me.” The truth was, I didn’t need to do this. He wasn’t a threat. He’d already lost. But dominance wasn’t about eliminating threats, it was about reminding the room who the predator was. If they forgot, even for a second, the empire my father bled to build would weaken. And weakness was something I couldn’t afford. Not again. A flicker of movement caught my eye. At the far end of the table, Mara Vance.