El Alfa Sin Trenzas Novels & Stories

He stood in front of the mirror as he turned back to them. “Where is your sister? Where is Eva?” He questioned as he searched for his second daughter “Eva?” The duo stared at each other in confusion, like they had no idea who Renata was. Ever since the Alpha got mated to the Luna, their union has been blessed with three daughters. The first was Renata, their first daughter; of the age 19. Renata was a tall lady with long blonde tresses which stretched to her mid back.

She had her arms wrapped around herself. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have--" "Tristan?" A young woman dressed elegantly in a white gown appeared by the balcony's door, frowing at the scene before her. She had a stern look on her face. "I have been looking for you everywhere. The other Alphas are waiting for you at the table." Alpha? Francesca cast a bewildered glance at Tristan's direction. "Yes." Tristan confirmed, silently gauging Francesca's reaction. "I'm Alpha Tristan of the Crescent Moon Pack, qin ai de."

His words were full of sarcasm, and he watched me sarcastically. I instantly fell in love with the necklace when I saw it among the displayed auction items. I wasn't sure if I was even going to give the necklace to Emma or anyone else. “A Luna is a true reflection of the strength of an Alpha; don't you think Alpha Alfred?” He nodded. “Then it answers my question.” I smirked. The Alpha looked like he wasn’t satisfied with the game he was playing. “I hope the Alpha is treating you well, Emma." Alpha Alfred seemed to be having fun with what he was doing.

My face showed a little bit of my expression. Noticing that she looked at me and tried to change the mood. -How about we talk about your life, first we should get to know each other a little bit. Those words surprised me a little with her change of attitude, it was as if she wanted to have something with me, but not so fast. I kept listening to each of his words. -You look like a Beta, but I can tell you're an Alpha, which somehow attracts me. Not that I like you.

Taylon looks just like him—those same big eyes and that same delicate mouth, always a little pouty even when she’s happy—but she’s got Landon’s sharp eyebrows and impossibly thick lashes, and the kind of death glare you can’t learn, only inherit. She’s wrapped in a soft peach onesie that Xavier picked out, with a ridiculous matching headband that Tyler swore he’d never use until she actually arrived and he realized accessories were the only thing standing between him and total emotional collapse. “She’s going to be an Alpha,” Tyler says matter-of-factly, adjusting her hat like it’s a crown. “I can feel it.”

When I am left on my knees, body shaking in agony, he pulls me to my feet by my hair. "Tell me, mutt. Will you listen to your alpha now?" Something in his voice brings anger to the surface, like a primal instinct that I have never felt before. Through my streaming tears and blood smeared across my clothes from my back, I find myself glaring back at him for the first time in my life. "Benjamin Lanzetta is my Alpha." The rage that flashes in his eyes is unmatched by any other, and the grip on my hair tightens. His face turns a dark shade of red as he stares at me, like he can't believe the words that just came from my mouth.

Not that I had any problems with them, but he liked me without them. Our luggage - with all of the one-day belongings packed tightly inside - rattled as the train slowed down to allow more passengers aboard. My eyes immediately zoned towards the door to see a female Alpha with a strong herbal tea scent rushing inside. Two males followed her, and they smelled just like her. It must be related. I smiled at her, noticing that herbal smell wafting towards me. The Alpha turned up her nose, shaking her head and sat on the far end of her seat. She hurriedly extracted a thick novel from her bag and hid her face.

He familiarized himself with her freckles, her nose, her thick eyebrows and of course the silky curls of her dark hair. He was enjoying himself thoroughly, before his Alpha tore the concentration away from Pomelia and onto himself. "Alpha with all due respect he won't listen to shit. I made a joke and he did this shit to me," Trent snarled, through his bloodied rag he kept on his face.

She has my number, that’s for sure. Stepping out into the cream and gold lobby it would be impossible to miss the trio that we are to have dinner with. Alpha Franco stands front and center in skin tight black Versace Jeans, exactly like the ones I am wearing, a black silk shirt, half unbuttoned, with tattoos and gold chains around his neck, he has a black leather belt with a decorative gold buckle and several gold rings on his fingers and in his ears. His hair is short, curly, thick an black, his eyes are dark brown and his smile is wide and welcoming. He is flanked by his mates, I haven’t heard much about either of them, just that he had one that was a sexy woman and the other an athletic m

The Alpha's hair was a little longer and they were tied in a bun. He looked hot and that black leather jacket along with tight fitted jeans were not helping. "H-hello." Trisha hated how she stuttered. "How was your trip?" "All went well but we will have to go there again in a few weeks to see the procedure and all." Jonathan said as he removed his jacket and placed in on the bed. The entire time, his eyes were on Trisha . The Alpha slowly walked towards the omega before leaning down and burying his face in Trisha's neck, taking in his sweet scent of peach.