Famous Alphas Novels & Stories

Sebestian growled, his eyes glowing gold. The other alpha's eyes grew wide, and he immediately got up and off the bar stool and backed away. "I'm sorry, Alpha." "What's your name?" Sebestian growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't want you to ever see inside my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out of the club. Sebestian turned his attention towards Allen and could see how tense his omega was. Sebestian closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Allen once more.

That was cold, he could've at least let me thank him for helping me that time. "What a dick." Daichi said, fixing up his tie. "They think just because they're alphas, they can strut around like their hot stuff, piss off." He yelled but they were probably too far to hear. Daichi is a beta and he's hated alphas for as long as I can remember but he's friends with some people who are alphas. He might hate alphas but in his words, "Only the Alphas who are too proud to distinguish right from wrong." Akito on the other hand is an alpha that he trusts, we all met in elemtary school but Daichi and I were friends first.

All I wanted to do was have a lay down but I had to find Lilith and together we would greet the arriving Alphas. ***** “Afternoon I’m Alpha Mykel and this is my mate, Luna Lilith” “Such a stunning young woman, sorry I tend to blab I’m Luna Ruth and this is my husband, Alpha Raymond. Love this is Alpha Mykel and Luna Lilith” I couldn’t help but chuckle as she waved her husband over.

There was no other Alpha that could take decisions like him, he thought. He always thought Aaron was full of himself, especially in their last meeting. The soldiers he sent to assist them were almost at his pack. He didn't want to accept help, but this might be a way for him to ask questions about Aaron from his soldiers. He knows no werewolf would talk against their Alpha but he would try. Some Alphas think Aaron is the perfect person to be the supreme Alpha, while some of them are on his side. He needed to have the whole council on his side, especially Alpha Ash, who was the oldest of all the Alphas and the head of the council of werewolves.

one of them started. "it wouldn't be good if it was empty for so long and it's fine if you occupy it for a while but we believe Myles would make a better Alpha than you". "One, I am Alpha Silvana to you, not just Silvana. Two, I'm not occupying this position for a while because it's mine. Three, Myles won't make a better Alpha than I am. Four, None of you should ever disrespect me again because as long as I'm the Alpha of this pack I demand total respect from all of you" I responded to them.

They are amused at the sight of me. Alpha Kenn shoves me up against his chest, like a rag doll, and I frown at the metallic, iron stench emitting off of his warm body. He latches onto me like a trophy and the crowd smiles and hollers with victory, with pride. "I have retrieved my Luna," Alpha Kenn cheers to the crowd, like a newly wedded King. "Where is my dear old friend, Alpha Tate?" One man from the bunch steps forward, nearly naked, and my eyes roam around me, watching the circling wolves. One, a large, dark brown beast, has black fabric between its teeth. Man against wolf, how cruel.

Clayton added. “I think we will,” I replied with a nod. Matty returned and escorted our new arrivals to the conference room. Seven more Alphas arrived with their men: Colin, Neil, Martin, Craig, Paul, John, and Kyle. Aside from John, who was in his late fifties, the others ranged in age from twenty to thirty-five. John was another older alpha without a filter. When he and Alpha Bruce got together, it was always bad. They tended to feed off one another and could be very disrespectful, especially towards women. My mother disliked both of them with a passion.

I replied boldly. “Well, I don't think I know much about this Alpha. But then, I heard that he's quite ruthless, and he's greatly feared among the Alphas in his territory. I'm not surprised that he's friends with Alpha Stark. People like them always know the kinds of people they mingle with, so I'm not surprised at all. “So, this Alpha is quite ruthless, huh?" “Yes he is. Why do you ask, though?” “Huh?” I wasn't expecting her to ask.

His voice is even but dripping with anger. “And you.” Hank turns to Mason. “You should know better than to engage with assholes like this.” “Excuse me?” One of the men snarls. “I’m Kane Constantine, and this is Axel. We are …” “The Alphas, we’re all well aware of that,” Hank cuts him off bitterly. “Which makes your behaviour even worse. You’d never tolerate a couple of strangers coming into your pack land and behaving like idiots.” Alphas, huh? So, these guys are a big deal.

He set his cup down on the ledge and exhaled — long and heavy, like he was setting something down along with it. "Isabeau's cocktail had me, though. Whatever that woman puts in those drinks—" he muttered, then caught himself and moved on. "Anyway." He straightened. "It's not public, not announced, not on any Crescent record. But my mother is right." He looked at Anna directly. "I'm Alpha of Alphas, it's a divine title — not inherited, not voted on, gifted. Chosen by something older than any of us." The words settled over Anna heavy. Everything she'd ever heard as myth, as legend, as bedtime stories told to frighten and fascinate — it was real, all of it, standing right in front of her with a