Books With Possessive Alpha Males Novels & Stories

My breath caught. He bent down to my level, placed his hand on my jaw, lifting my face up gently. I smiled, his touch was soft, and suiting. “I knew you would come back,” I said, placing my hand on his. “I, Nicholas Voss, the Alpha of the Silverfang Pack, reject you, Lyra Hale of the Bloodmoon pack, as my mate.” His voice was Deep. Detached. And then, his touch felt cold. Jenny’s smirk cut through my heart like a blade.

There's a suffocating silence in the house, and I'm happy to let it keep on existing but again… I hardly ever get what I want. I'm reading one of my books, the one where the Alpha doesn't resent his wife and where he doesn't seem repulsed by the sight of her I'm right at the part after kisses and well detailed foreplay, the part where they fuck and hold each other all through the night, when I hear the rough purr of a familiar engine. Only one person has a truck that makes a sound like a demon possessed wolf growling. I'm out of my seat in a second, book forgotten on the windowsill and all thoughts of sex with a loving alpha out of my mind.

“Thats not a good answer Lucas. Youve never been one to allow a woman control you, no matter how much you love to help, why now? He nodded, taking her into his arms and patting her shoulder softly, Youre right precious, and I hope I figure it out soon, but right now I cant help but think of the way I treated you, Im sorry for shouting at you… I have a confession to make; I know people always say that an alpha should never have any fears, but I of all people know thats a big lie, speaking for myself, I do have fears, and the number one thing I am most scared of in this world is losing you precious.”

he asked, his voice sounding lower than usual, like a sign of an impending storm. Madame Lia looked at him straight on. "You know the reason. If we were still living in the pack, and not in the human world like this, then your status as an Alpha would definitely be questioned. An Alpha cannot have offspring with another female once he is married. You already have a wife, Aaron. Tifanny is your Luna." Aaron's eyes narrowed. "I never considered her my wife." Mrs. Lia sighed. "That doesn't change the fact that she is your wife by pack law."

I would never dream of getting acquainted with the alphas. "Are you guys cursing me behind my back?" I cut off their conversation before Justine could say a word. My instinct already knew what he was about to say. That I am hideous and someone hard to please. That nobody loves me because I am too picky when it comes to male wolves. On top of that, I lack boyfriend-girlfriend experience in relationships. It was a bit awkward for me that I disrupted their man-to-man conversation but it was the least I could do. "Mom gave me a pack of bread so we could share this." Then I squeezed off myself in between their seats. "So, what's the plan now?"

He was the perfect Alpha, and he was the perfect mate, and nothing was going to change my opinion on that matter. “Help has arrived... Time to spring into action.”

Her fingers, skilled and careful, had traced the spines of volumes on law, history, and war before they closed around a simple, unmarked book of vellum. It was not a history. It was a collection of letters, intimate and raw, written by Alphas to their mates across generations. The words were so visceral, so full of longing and possession, that she found herself whispering them aloud, her voice a soft murmur in the quiet room. “I would have you on your knees before me, not in supplication, but in celebration. I would teach your mouth the shape of my name until you forget all others…” A floorboard creaked behind her

he said to Rich, who whistled in astounishment. “Dude, I saw the mayor's daughter slip you her number, and I thought you were branching out into town chics. You're saying I was wrong?” Rich exclaimed. I didn't reply. It was hard to recall the mayor's daughter or my dealings with her. The table went silent like everyone was brooding. But they were waiting for me to say something. "How did you know?" I asked the Alpha. "Uh, let's see," he began. "First, you've been celibate for what, two weeks? I know a few things about one’s beast wanting no one else but his mate."

He is an alpha who cannot kill people left, right, and center. "I can. And I will. I will kill each and every man who will even think about having you. I will gouge every eye that would dare to leer at you and rip every fucking mouth that will so much even call your name in a way not acceptable to me," he hissed in my face, sounding possessed. My temper flared. "This is not the right approach," I shot back. My voice rose multiple octaves.

Finally, I wasn’t able to bear the overwhelming oppressing atmosphere any more, so I lifted my head slightly to take a peek. My breath caught in my throat as I caught a glance of the Alpha. He stood straight at the entrance, his massive size blocked most of the doorway. Yet, he didn't look bulky. His broad shoulders, trim waist, and long legs even made him look slender. He wore a black shirt and a pair of suit pants, yet they seemed a bit tight wrapping around his muscular limbs. Every inch of him screamed strength and power. I looked up, and there was his face. It was the most gorgeous face I’d ever seen before.