Desired By The Possessive Alpha Novels & Stories

His eyes blazed with anger and his jaw clenches in a tight snarl. The force of his glare feels like a physical blow, leaving me breathless and trembling. I'm both frightened and hurt by the raw emotion emanating from him, and I can't help but feel a deep pang of sadness and vulnerability. Wayne makes a shif behind me. “You’re wrong. I care for jasmine and I was onl— “Keep your mouth shut. You do not speak until I order it!” Hades’ growl at Wayne who instantly goes quiet. Every Alpha has a natural dominance that compels pack members to obey their commands, whether they want to or not. It's an inherent obligation that forces them to follow orders, even if it goes against their own desires or f

I made an irritating face. Juliana burst into laughter, which kind of made me wonder what I said wrong. "I'm sorry for laughing dear" she comports herself before continuing. "Alpha Tyler is the sweetest young Alpha I have ever known, he's the most respected Alpha in this region, he's strong, smart, handsome, has the best character, he can be brutal to his enemies but the sweetest to his friends and family, he takes care of everyone, you see my dear Melissa, Alpha Tyler is the best.

He purred, pulling me closer to him, his hand wrapped around my waist. "But it's a pity, you're the Alpha's asset and he seems to have developed a liking for you. It's a pity to let you that the end is doom and you'd be reduced to ashes, Omega." His words kept ringing in my ears as I made my way to Alpha Caspian's room. Caspian could never like someone like me. Beta Damon was obviously drunk. Besides, Caspian's attitude towards me had never shown love but pure cruelty. Beta Damon must be lying. He was a pervert and I knew he'd be perfect at teasing weak souls like me.

"Get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a long day. You'll need your strength." "I can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes..." "I know. But try anyway. Even just resting. Your body needs it." After Dawson left, I lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Alpha. The word kept echoing in my head. My father had been alpha for twenty years. Strong. Respected. Feared. Everyone listened when he spoke. Everyone obeyed. Could I be that? Could I fill those shoes? I thought about the pack. About all the wolves who depended on leadership. On protection. They'd just lost their alpha. They were vulnerable now. Scared.

were the only words that escaped from my mouth as I gave him the best smile I could come up with. An Alpha should always be strong. They should never show any weakness. You are not meant to be an Alpha. How can you call yourself an Alpha when you have no wolf? He doesn’t have a wolf and rely on a wheelchair, why should he be the Alpha? Men don’t cry, they don’t cry especially because of a girl. He should have just died.

came Ryker’s voice from behind, “But hey, it’s not the end of the world. Just calm down, go in with an open mind, and who knows, maybe one of the pretty wolves will catch your eye.” I turned toward him, shooting a glare his way. He was already dressed in his own suit, but it was unbuttoned at the top, but that was mostly because he couldn’t be bothered to follow protocol unless he absolutely had to. “I’m not looking for someone to catch my eye. I’m looking for someone who can help me fortify my position as Alpha. Preferably someone whose bloodline won’t cause more damn problems than it solves.” Ryker let out a low whistle, then grinned. “Gods, you make it sound like you’re drafting a busines

“I would certainly like to add. Firstly, Alpha Alaric, I accept your offering and agree to aid and assist you and your pack should the need ever arise. It pleases me greatly to align my Delamere Forest Pack with you and The Blood Moon Pack” “Fantastic, Alpha Benjamin I look forward to building a strong and sturdy relationship with you and your pack” I watched the exchange in words between both men noticing how their body languages gave a whole new story. They were aligning for a reason and given their reputations, it wouldn’t be a good reason.

The sound of cricket could be heard as she keep running, panting sharply. The wet grass scraping her foot as she kept running barefoot. “.......I can hear you.” The Alpha Damien of Greek pack shouted. “You are my mate and you have no where to run.” Slightly breathless, she shouted back at the Alpha, ..........LET ME BE, you big ANI..... out of breath, she squeaked as she hit a dead end.... You are mine, the Alpha humbly replied with a sly smile on his face.

I. "Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I'm around. They will all know that you're my mate; they can sense it, and no one likes to mess with another alpha's omega unless they're crazy. Trust me, darling. I'm not leaving you alone. Not this time. If they even try to touch you, I will rip their throat out." Ash raised an eyebrow. "What's up with alphas and wanting to rip throats out?" Alex chuckled. "Ripping another alpha's throat out means that they've won. You don't need to worry about it, darling."

"But your wolf derives high satisfaction from them." "The singular unexpected variable my wolf craves is your form completely bare and secured to the frame of my mattress." "My processing tracks a exceptionally high probability that we can facilitate that specific physical manifestation." "Fuck," the alpha growled, shifting his lower chassis to adjust the sudden, high-friction constraint within his athletic gear. "Now my system is condemned to navigate the remainder of this public excursion with a massive, localized structural congestion." Val laughed musically, thoroughly worshiping this uninhibited, playful facet of the dominant alpha’s personality. "Our units will interface during the lat