Captured By An Alpha Daddy For Christmas Novels & Stories

I yelped, scrambling to hide my naked, cum-streaked body behind Dante's broad frame, grabbing the discarded slip to cover myself. My face burned as the attendant froze in the doorway, realizing what she just saw.

Maria frowns, “yea, I’ll be at my parents’ house for dinner, but I got me a Charlie brown tree, does that count.” I smile and stand, “well I’m all ready, look,” I fan the phone around the room and they all gasp, “see and I’m in a den of wolves and shining like the Christmas star so Elaine you have no excuses, remember who the fucking Luna is.” She cackles, “well I know who the Alpha is and I’m sure he will not allow gift giving to be a thing,” she shakes her head, “my mate gives me gifts all the time, he doesn’t need a holiday to tell him too,” she shrugs.

"A special one at that, she will be your doom." The room dropped dead! "Now I'll see what you will do, will you kill your own daughter? Or turn her in to be used as an experiment, or will you live with a werewolf? A creature that you have lived all your life fighting and destroying?" The alpha straightened up. "You either destroy her or she will destroy you. Merry Christmas, Mr. And Trainor. Enjoy the holidays." The alpha left the ward with his pack. The room was filled with heavy, sad tears from Trainor. She clung to her baby and wept like rain.

The power radiating from him made every wolf in the room instinctively shrink back. "Alpha Marcus." His voice was smooth yet cold. "I'll make this simple. Surrender, and I'll make their deaths quick." My father, still in wolf form, lunged at him. I'd seen my father fight before, he was legendary, unstoppable, a force of nature. But this man simply raised his hand, and my father froze mid-air. Actually froze, suspended like a puppet on invisible strings. "Witch magic," my mother breathed beside me, horror coating every word. "They've allied with witches."

“I thought you knew?” “Yes! I mean no! I knew they weren’t humans, but… but half wolf? That’s insane.” He leaned forward. “Exactly, Isabella! It is wild, mind-blowing, and ridiculous. Who could have thought something like that existed? And there are different kinds too, like ranks. Alpha is the highest rank, and that is what Alexander and his father are.” The look in my father’s eyes… It was even scarier than what he was telling me. Madness… something close to madness, that’s what I could see.

I said as my father dropped his arms and rested on the edge of the desk. “I know you think that being alpha is all-consuming, but it shouldn’t be. It’s not supposed to be a chain holding you here. You don’t have to carry the weight of our world on your shoulders, and you need to remember that being an alpha is only a short period of time. Twenty years is a drop in the bucket for our kind. Don’t let being an alpha consume you since it’s as fleeting as the wind.” My gaze shifted to the portrait hanging over the fireplace, and my heart sank. I felt my great-grandmother staring at me through the painting. It was like she was there in the room, watching over all of us. My father pushed the small

What if he'd left me, truly left me, with this precious secret? Just then, a hurried knock on my door startled me from my reverie. Our mail delivery man. My heart leaped with a sudden, foolish hope. "Do you have good news for me?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper, my gaze fixed on his face. He shook his head slowly, his eyes filled with a profound sympathy that instantly extinguished the flicker of joy in my heart. "Adeline," he began, his voice low, "Vincent... he's become the Alpha. And he's about to marry his cousin. To be his Luna."

It wasn’t usual for alphas to be weak, and the curious pups asked many questions that Richard explained patiently. “Why can he become an alpha if he cannot transform? Ambrose said that alphas were able to transform into wolves without depending on the moon’s phase.” Patiently, Richard explained that the alpha was cursed by a witch and weakened to a state similar to an omega. The alpha in the story isn’t someone with great origin powers or physical form. He wasn’t astute either, but he was an alpha who won over others with his natural leadership and charisma. Eventually, the boys fell asleep, and Richard tucked them in, wishing them good dreams silently. Light snoring sounds filled the room a

She says to me, “Juniper,” Dante's husky voice sounds and I look up, blinking at him and wondering what he wants this time. “Do you want anything in particular for Christmas?” Yes, for you to leave me alone! I wish that was the truth. What I want is quite the opposite. As much as I try to deny it, I love having him all over me, I love the way he worships my body and that is all I want for Christmas. I want this hot Alpha daddy for Christmas.

The urge to storm back and make her react, make her hiss, kick, bite, whatever is strong, but the irritation about the urge pushes me to grab the first letter from the stack and break the seal. The letter is full of polite formalities at first. The kingdom is several days of travel away. The Alpha King is making his way to Caldara in hopes of meeting with Fiona personally. The man doesn't mince words and includes a hefty figure that would fill Caldara's coffers enough to make it through several winters without problem. The contract he sent ahead includes a breeding clause. If Fiona bears him a son, he'd pay more. The fact that the man makes it clear that it's a more advantageous offer than t