Famous Alphas Novels & Stories

The next morning we cleaned each other in the shower, and I gave him a blow job, and he returned it before we went to the meeting with me wearing his clothes that seemed to fit to loosely because he was more muscular than I The other alphas were already waiting for us and it made me blush red because they all probably knew what happened yesterday, and Adam was lucky to have dark skin because even if he blushed his skin hid it well, so, we just went to our sit and the meeting begun "Alphas, betas" my father started as you all know the reason we are all here is to talk about the rogues attacks and for our packs to form an alliance between White Silver pack and Sacred white pack. "Alpha Eric

I'd never been there, but I'd heard plenty about them. For most of my life, it was well-known that the Moonlight Pack was the most prolific, powerful pack in the wolf world. The alpha was only known as "Alpha King" most of the time, and it was no wonder. He was the most influential, prominent leader in all our packs.

No one said anything, how could they? He was Alpha Alexander Ferrari, the most feared Alpha of our time, and for someone like him, the death of people was nothing. Things like these weren’t new to him, and from rumours, he usually attended things like these and I had heard that he had many sex slaves and even ended the lives of some that were useless to him. Recalling the things I had heard about him, standing in front of him now, I wanted nothing more than for the ground to come open and then swallow him.

The older man's voice thinks for a long moment before answering. "I can't be entirely sure unless I know if he has the shifter genes." Then he takes a beat. "If he's like us, then yes. There might be a threat to his life. If not, then Jean's life is at stake because, after Michael, he's the only man appropriate to lead our pack. He could be the next alpha if Neville obviously lacks his superior genes." The younger male voice is back. "But what about Jean's son? Wouldn't he be threatened since you can't be so sure of Neville's genes?"

“As if our life isn’t messy enough as it is. No, we need more twists and turns apparently.” A barely there smile stretches across his lips, “hey, I’m sure they will figure everything out. The Alphas are smart guys, even if one of them is a little crazy, but together, they’re a force to be reckoned with. And besides, I believe that if anyone knows how the underworld works, it has to be a demon, right?” I listen to David carefully, slowly nodding my head in agreement. Just because I don’t want to admit it doesn’t mean I can’t get his point. I wholeheartedly believe that there isn’t anyone who can notice more things than guards do.

“That doesn’t mean she can’t be punished. Until she makes another mistake, of course.” I hated the way they talked about me like I wasn’t present. Winnie sighed dramatically, as if she were being denied a favorite toy. “Fine. But next time, I want her gone.” My stomach twisted, rage bubbling beneath my skin. Not because of Winnie’s words, I had expected as much from her. But because of them. The Alphas. The ones who were supposed to lead this pack. The ones who allowed their subordinates to act like wild animals, preying on those weaker than them without consequence.

For a second, I forgot how to breathe. Kael Nightshade. Alpha of Nightfall Territory. One of the most feared Alphas in the werewolf world. A man whose name carried influence far beyond his own lands. A man destined to become one of the strongest leaders of our generation. In my previous life, I had only encountered him once. Years later. At a diplomatic gathering filled with powerful Alphas and political alliances. Even then, he had barely spoken. He had stood apart from everyone else. Watching. Observing. Untouchable.

He says my name as if testing its weight and asks how I am finding Ironmoor. Cold, I say. Beautiful, though. He laughs. It reaches his eyes, which makes it more dangerous, not less. He says it grows on you. I thank him and keep my face open and pleasant. The four Alphas are presented in the second half of the ceremony. I am careful to give each of them the same measured attention — the same slight nod, the same neutral expression. The one from the far end of the row is introduced as Cain Ashveil, Alpha of the Northern Wilds. When they say his name, he turns to look at me again, just for a second. I hold his gaze for exactly as long as I would hold anyone's, and I look away first, which I sus

Mariah's chuckle lingered in the air as she turned and exited the kitchen, leaving Freya to her thoughts. Freya paid little heed to Mariah's parting words. Her mind wandered to the legendary figures known as the three true Alphas. They hailed from three rival packs, and rumors painted them as nothing short of Greek gods – flawless in every aspect. Not only were they physically formidable, but they had also ascended to their Alpha status simultaneously. This competitive spirit had fueled their determination to outdo one another and bolster their respective packs. They staunchly rejected omegas, preferring to populate their packs with fierce warriors, gammas, and deltas. These leaders ensured

“You don’t believe this, right?” Dalett shrugged. “I’m not sure. You’re talking about a beast, and she’s talking about werewolves. I’m not sure I have anything to contribute.” Selena rolled her eyes, regretting even asking Dalett. “What’s an Alpha?” she asked Trisha, still struggling to accept what she was hearing. Trisha continued reading. “Alphas are the leaders of the pack. They’re the strongest and do whatever it takes to protect their pack. If you’re bitten by one and don’t die, you... might get infected.”