Claimed By The Ruthless Alpha Novels & Stories

“Then what is it like because it certainly seems like something.” “She’s human Taylor and I’m an alpha. No matter what bond we have , our pack members won’t accept her, she’s weak and fragile, I can’t have her as my weakness.” His voice cracked. I could feel the pain in his voice, his distance with Daniella is also affecting him so badly. “You’re the alpha Rider, I won’t tell you not to think of the pack, but also think about yourself. We only have one mate in our life unless the Moon goddess decides to give you a second chance mate.” I paused, trying to ensure he’s listening to me.

I couldn't believe there was a wolf powerful enough to defeat Derrick. "I am Alpha Calhoun your new Alpha and from this moment on, you own nothing, not even your lives. Your children are mine, your mates will become my whores, your men will become slave workers and your land will become my territory. Even your souls will follow me to the afterlife and worship me in hell." He began to speak,

Alexander roared. The ground seemed to shake. The silkiness was gone, replaced by the predator I had been waiting for. He didn't hit me. Instead, he slammed his fists into the rugs on either side of my hips, pinning me between his massive arms. He let out a low, vibrating growl that rattled my teeth. "I am Alpha Alexander Gomez. And you are mine. Only mine." I stared at him, my chest heaving. Alphas were all the same. Possessive. Crazy. He was claiming me like a piece of land he’d just conquered.

Maybe he won't rape me. "Hey little guy, calm down! I'm not going to hurt you!" I hear him say, but I don't believe him. I can see him and I can smell him... He's an Alpha! And all Alpha's lie. Alphas are mean, they lie and they hurt you. Then after they've hurt you, they hurt you more. They rape, beat and torture you until there's nothing left. And even then, once there's nothing left of you. They somehow managed to take more. They somehow managed to hurt you even more.

“T-The alpha in this s-story, you, has s-spent his entire life, uhm. Being cold. Ruthless. It’s why y-you get targeted by—” “Wait, wait. How old is this alpha again?” “Uhm…same…” I clear my throat. “Same age. As us.” “Hah, nah.” Alex seems to finally lose his patience, leaning back as he crosses his arms. “Alphas are supposed to be reliable and trustworthy as leaders of the pack. This guy doesn’t sound reliable—he just sounds like a dick.” I hold back a snort, surprised by how put-off he sounds. I’d expect this if someone called a hockey puck a ball or something of that sort. But no, he seems genuinely frustrated by the story.

I was fucked and not in the fun way. But this was my diner, my land, and who the fuck did this Alpha think he was? I swung Old Faithful in the Alpha’s direction, “Just who the hell do you think you are?” “I’m Alpha Roam of the Stonemountain Pack coming to claim what is rightfully mine,” he ground out.

He slammed the rival Alpha against the stone pillar, the impact sounding like a crack of thunder. "She is mine," Caleb roared, the sound shaking the rafters. "Not a breeder. Not a servant. Mine." The Pack’s Horror The hall was in chaos. Members of our own pack, my former friends and family, were cowering against the walls. "Look at him," Marcus whispered, his face pale as he watched his Alpha dismantle a rival. "That’s not a wolf. That’s a monster." "He’s protecting her," Sarah cried out fshadows.

Woke up in the locker room alone, my mouth dry, her scent still fresh on my tongue. And the worst part? I liked it. I wanted to taste her again. Feel her shake under me. Feel her surrender. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. Because once I let the wolf out, there’d be no putting it back in the cage. And this pack? This team? These boys I bled for? They wouldn’t survive the fallout. They didn’t know what I really was. They thought I was just another alpha. Just another strong bloodline. They didn’t know I was cursed.

But his eyes were empty. Cold. Like he was looking at a broken chair, not his daughter. “Lay her flat,” he said. “We don’t want her too bruised. She’s leaving for the NorthRidge Pack in a few hours.” I froze. My breath caught. So they were serious? NorthRidge? Everyone knew the stories. The land ruled by Alpha Xavier—cold, fierce, merciless. Some said he tore his enemies apart with his bare hands. Some said he barely spared his servants.

"Someone got into his room last night. Tore his throat out. Your brother tried to stop them. He's dead too." Dmitri couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. The phone felt like lead in his hand. "The pack is falling apart," Irina continued, speaking faster now. "Challengers are already circling. They're saying you abandoned us to go to some party while enemies killed our Alpha. If you don't come back *right now*, we're going to lose everything. The pack. The territory. All of it." Dmitri looked back at the bell tower door. Behind it, his mate was sleeping. The woman his wolf had claimed. The woman he'd promised without words, but promised all the same that he'd protect.