Dangerous Alpha Novels & Stories

“Doesn’t bow. Doesn’t smile. Tall, scarred, quiet. The kind of man who could kill you and apologize with his eyes.” “I heard he wiped out an entire rebellion in one night.” My pulse pounds in my ears. Another wave of those damn butterflies erupts—violent, chaotic. Dangerous. That’s what he is. Not handsome. Not charming. Dangerous. The kind of man mothers warn their daughters about in hushed tones. The kind of Alpha who doesn’t need approval or alliances because people step out of his way in fear before he even arrives. “He’s terrifying,” someone breathes. "He’s the strongest of them all. And the most handsome.”

How had my entire life taken such a bad turn just because I dared to fall in love with someone like that cursed Marcus. “So, are you going to give my men the supplies they need, Alpha Kael?” My eyes shot up in surprise at the mention of the name. Alpha Kael was a dangerous and powerful ruler of the Blood Moon pack. He was also my father’s number one enemy, and I knew without a doubt that he must have supplied my uncle with the army that was needed to take over our pack.

Going commando to an Alpha meeting ! Alphas all around the world met every two years and they were all the globe’s who’s who. Those powerful beasts could easily sense our embarrassment under our attire if anything, and I mean anything of interest was going to wake up our you know what !! God. This was the worst bet ever.

“You have two choices. Be my guest… or be my slave.” Her heart twisted. Her lips curled into a scowl. “Your slave? Are you demented?” His grin was slow, sharp, and wicked. “No, Butterfly. I’m your Alpha.”

Charles finally smiled, then turned to leave. Soon, it was left to just me and Gavin, whose head remained lowered. His jaw was tight and his face cold. I spared him a glance, then ignored him and instead walked to the cabinet to pour myself a glass of liquor. The silence in the room was heavy, but I didn’t care. I sipped from the glass, my mind turning with ideas. Just then— “Alpha, this is extremely dangerous. Not only can this cause problems between the pack and the government if found out, but it can also cause issues between the North and Silver Britain.” His voice became more dissatisfied as he spoke. “We really aren’t ready for war.”

"It's always you knowing what's best, it's always you making the decision for someone else's life without consultation. My life was peaceful before you came into it, and now everything is always at risk. All you ever care about is your reputation!" "Is that really what you think?" Alpha Kael shot back, his voice rising. "I left my fiancée on our wedding day, I took a tranquilizer that could have sent me permanently disabled or worse, killed me, like it did to many others. I put the life of my men at risk, and after all of that, you still think that all I care about is my family's reputation? When will you ever understand that all I do, I do for you, and not just for myself or my family? For

His scent is instilled in every crook of the condo, Adom can sense it as easy as dew forms before dawn. Alexander is an alpha. That's evident. Adom needs to decide how high up on his list of problems that certain aspect is. When he thinks about the way Alexander yielded to him last night without an ounce of fear his heart thumps. He's not sure he could ever do that in front of another alpha, let alone one he met in a bar. Alexander had laid himself bare right there in that alley and Adom had not thought twice about following him back to his house then. So why is the fact that Alexander is an alpha such a hindrance to Adom now, he thinks. Or is that not the problem at all? Adom furrows his br

“Don't you give even a thought to your own safety ?" “Of course I do. Do you think I had fun risking my neck for you this evening ? I could have been killed. Or worse, you could have been killed. Or someone could have captured me and forced me back to the pack”. I shudder. "Good Goddess, I'll probably have nightmares about that last scenario for weeks.” "You certainly seemed to be enjoying yourself.” “Well, I wasn't. I felt sick the entire time, knowing that we were in danger.” “If you were so petrified, why weren't you crying and carrying on like most spoiled little Alphas ?”