Betrothed To Vicious Alpha Novels & Stories

"You're mine, Wellintine, and you'll soon find out how." Those foolish smiles on his face made me hate him the more, but those abs resting on his flat chest and belly, got me attracted to him. But, I don't like his guts. It's obvious he's not going to treat me well. Grabbing a cup of coffee by the door, he took a sip and returned the cup. "I'm Alpha Drake, the immortal Alpha!" He said, glaring into my eyes. And boom, he left, banging the door behind him.

Ryan said. His voice carried. It always carried—that Alpha timbre that made submission feel like gravity. The room quieted. Glasses lifted. Ava took a step forward, her heel catching on the marble seam. She steadied herself. Smoothed her dress. This was it. Three years, and finally he was going to— "To new alliances," Ryan said. His smile was porcelain. Perfect. Empty. "The Blackwood and Vale packs. United." Not merged. Not married. United. Like they were corporations. Assets on a ledger.

With that said, he turned around and left the chamber. Freya watched as he left, then he sat on the bed beside the Alpha, broke the wax seal and started to read the old scroll. “The prime hybrid shall either reunite the supernatural world or ruin it. The product of Seraneth shall mate the product of Zalkhar. The trio twins, birthed by betrayal, curse, and power, shall reunite or wonders of the world shall be endless. The Crystal throne…” Freya’s reading was distracted when sudden noises erupted from outside. She could even hear her name being mentioned agressively. She looked to her side to see the Alpha’s eyes still closed then she looked back to the door. What could be wrong?

“Zarek cherishes you, Delilah. Don’t ruin it by going after Kara. You can see it, can’t you? Zarek loves her.” Delilah’s eyes darkened. “Loves?” The word tasted bitter on her tongue. “He doesn’t love anyone. He’s an Alpha. Alphas don’t love.” Linda exhaled, but before she could walk away, Delilah grabbed her wrist. “And you?” Delilah’s voice was lower now, almost conspiratorial. “You’ve been with him even longer than I have. Is this really all you deserve? Just being his Beta? You should be greedy, Linda. You should fight for what you want. You love him, don’t you?” Her lips curled into a smirk. “So do I. We both do. Why should we let Kara take him from us?”

“You’ve been a thorn in my side for too long.” “I’d love to see you try,” Rylan shot back, his stance solid, ready for a fight. They started to shift into their wolf forms, ready to tear each other apart. Their snarls reverberated through the woods and I shivered. I watched, my heart pounding, as the two Alphas faced off, both of them ready to see the end of the other. But Damian was the Alpha who had betrayed my love for him while Rylan was the one who had taken me under his protection after I'd left the Blood Nest Pack in my humiliated state.

Something deeper. “Damian—” “You should have waited for backup.” He cut me off, his gaze dark. “You put yourself in the line of fire when you didn’t have to.” I exhaled sharply. “I made a call. And I’d make it again.” His eyes locked onto mine. “That’s what I’m afraid of.” I didn’t know how to respond to that. Damian Volkov, the ruthless Alpha of the underworld, was looking at me like I was something breakable. And that scared me more than anything else.

And, fuck, I wanted her too. But there was no way in hell I, Dylan Gasper—the Alpha of the largest pack in the country—would take a Neotide for a mate. A Neotide as my Luna? Never. My wolf snarled at my defiance, but I shoved him down, locking him away in the depths of my mind. Especially since she might already be someone else’s. I buried myself in work for the morning, and by the time I was done, the sun had climbed high. I got dressed, grabbed my keys, and was about to head straight to the pack manor when my phone beeped. A text from my brother, Thiago.

I heard the car door open, then slam shot, before he started the engine. He was escaping from the crime scene. "You're running away, aren't you?" I surprised myself by asking. "You coward." "You shut up, you blind b*tch. I'll make sure to deal with you… or perhaps Daniel will do that himself in due time." He said and then added, his voice a bit menacing, "Beth got what she got today because she betrayed me and both of you are birds of the same feathers…you can always be sure that no woman who dares to betray an Alpha will come to a good end."

Very clever. Tristan saw something in her worth obsessing over. Maybe the start of a bond the curse had denied him for years. But obsessions blinded even the strongest Alphas. That was where I came in. I saw the angles. The risks. The way one wrong move could crack the Winthrop pack from the inside if she turned out to be more than she seemed. I’d spent years carving out my place as the calm, reliable beta at his side. The one who handled the details, the dirty work, the things Tristan couldn’t, or wouldn’t, touch himself. I wasn’t about to let some street omega with a suspicious gap in her history undo all of that.

He didn't put it past her. ''Okay.'' Brett said, finally. ''You will help me trick her, I don't know how you are going to do it but i'm counting on you.'' Remus said. Brett knew he had no choice but to help him. He was the Beta of the Vetus pack and in the good and bad times, he had to be there for his Alpha. ''Fine!'' he snapped. He hated getting into Remus' dirty business but in this case, he had no choice but to get into it. It was just like a marriage, for better or worse.