El Alfa Sin Pelo Novels & Stories

That's it pet, eyes on me, and only me. "When your Alpha," I step into the doorway, motioning for her to go through, "gives you an order, you follow it." Her pupils dilate in recognition. Smart little pet looks like she has it all figured out, but if she does, she's not showing it. With her head held high, she comes at me without missing a beat, holding her breath the entire time she has to pass me, but that doesn't stop her scent from slamming into me… and something’s going to give.

"Please call the Alfa, let's start the preparation" "Okay Dad"

she challenged. Alain just smiled. “A declaration.” “Alpha—” Someone opened the door. Someone with strawberry blonde hair and masculine features. He was dressed in a maroon sleeveless shirt, his face gentle yet dignified, with a cold atmosphere. He strode toward them with predatorial grace, though elegance still resonates his every move. ‘He might be a former Fire Wolf…’ Sasha mused. “Beta Apollo,” Alain greeted with just a blink. “What brings you here?”

POV: SAINT He mentioned sending someone to pick me up to discuss the mate situation, and that thought alone sent my nerves into overdrive. I still didn't know his name; everyone just referred to him as Alpha. He was the most stunning man I had ever laid eyes on, with his blonde hair cascading to his shoulders and piercing grey eyes that seemed to captivate everyone around him. Standing before him, I found myself at a loss for words, stumbling over my thoughts. But who could blame me? His presence was utterly daunting.

“Alpha is sick.” *

“Ladies, this is the Alpha of Tri-Moon and my son, Gunner” The Alpha. She is Mated to the Alpha. That means this is her Mate. He stood tall and strong. His white button-down shirt sat untucked and crumpled over his large muscular chest. His dark blonde hair was scruffy and a little long, coming down close to his shoulders. As I gazed over his handsome young face, I saw the remnants of a scar leading towards his ear. The skin was healed but had left behind what looked like a burn mark. His ear itself was missing the top section. A dark pink and jagged semi circle remained where the piece of flesh had been ripped from. A battle wound perhaps.

I look at Asha, Wendy and Esme, they’re all standing with lips parted and wide eyes. “An alpha,” Esme whispers. My pup is an Alpha. With golden eyes… and white hair.

The 6’4 muscle bound, tattooed scowling Alpha was sexy on a whole other level. His hair is shaved on the sides with brushed back black hair on top, sapphire eyes that are hooded in this black thick lashes, strong jaw with just the right amount of stubble to leave a shadow has my panties wet. Well I'll be damned, why the hell have you never considered a wolf before Lyra, i think.

Although the mark would remain, the embarrassing memories would still vanish, so that's still a little, just a tiny little, good. "But that shitty bastard of an alpha..." Ciel muttered as he finally opened his eyes that were filled with rage. "He is a dominant one while I am a recessive one that doesn't emit much pheromones at that. Although there was still a possibility of him getting affected by my pheromones, surely, it still wasn't enough for him to lose his senses right away. It was only for a damn couple of minutes!"

I asked , blinking my eyes to come out of my moment of shamelessly ogling the man standing in front of me. "I said I'm the Alpha. So I guess you could say I'm as important as the Alpha. And I'm not a new Alpha. I became an Alpha two years ago. " The man said , his deep voice almost distracting me. I closed my mouth when I realized that my jaw was still wide open. I quickly scanned his items and packed it in a plastic bag. "Thank you Raya Krisher. " He said and left. "Holy fucking macaroni! " Peter exclaimed immediately the man , or the Alpha rather , left the store. "Did we just meet the famous Alpha?! "