Forbidden Alpha Novels & Stories

Seraya opened her mouth once again to clarify that she and Rafe had no special bond between them, " You are mistaken. He is.. just my Master for now.. Besides, I don't have such feelings for him." Arrax laughed throwing his head back sarcastically. Licking the corner of his wet lips, he replied standing up from the couch, " Every love is forbidden until you have a taste of it. Forbidden fruits taste the best, Alpha Seraya. It was a pleasure to meet you." ______________

I have got to snap out of it. He raised his dark eyebrow and said, "What do you mean?" I groaned, "Well, omegas are usually forbidden to speak the alpha's name, much less look into his eyes or it is considered disrespectful." I admitted. "That is ridiculous. Alphas exist to protect the pack. Omegas are the most important part of the hierarchy, without them, a pack would not even function and there is no reason for an alpha to be anymore," he uttered. My eyes flashed up at him, surprised.

There was a point that I probably would have, but I stopped myself. I knew the implications of being with a human and, as the son of the Alpha, I couldn't afford to indulge in such. I had a duty to uphold the laws of our pack. My father's expression softened, and he placed a hand on my shoulder. "If you think you can't handle being around her anymore, then I think it's best you stay home for your transformation." I considered his words, weighing the risks and I refused to back down. I wouldn't let a some fragile human girl have such an effect on me. I was an Alpha, destined to lead and I would not be swayed by my urges, no matter how intoxicating her scent was.

"We initiated the trial logs, but our wolf frequencies are fundamentally incompatible. If my hesitation has compromised your sector's standing, my armory will cover the structural damages." Freda’s hands clenched into claws against the iron tabletop. "Give me the real data. I refuse to authorize a withdrawal without an explicit reason." "I have identified the permanent anchor for my wolf," Ronan replied, his voice hardening. "The alpha who commands my line is Chika Whitmore. As a specialist in pack psychology, your units understand the law of absolute exclusivity. My core will not accept an alternate deployment."

I pushed him to the back of my mind, where he truly belonged. "Where's Darius?" I asked, hoping to change the subject. Ronan looked around. "I swear he was just here." "He's the pack enforcer. Sneaking around is basically part of his job description." "I don't see how those two things are related, but have your moment, Alpha." I rolled my eyes. I pulled my phone out again, reminding myself that I was just checking the time. You have a wristwatch on. I ignored Nathan. Again. Honestly, I didn't know how wolves were supposed to be loyal companions when mine spent most of his time annoying me.

I should have said something else, the shadows around became more visible now, daunting me. “Becoming an alpha is not easy, Roslyn. So many people had to die for this position, it wasn’t a sight anyone would be delighted to see.” He said, “Be careful, don’t go into areas you are not welcome” I had to really look at peoples faces now, even though most were cheerful and happy going about their day, some men kept giving us side glances, if they felt like they were waiting for us to step out of line. Just then an elderly looking man walked up to us, the same man from the dining room earlier.

A sharp, terrified breath caught in Val’s throat, his shoulders flinching backward at the absolute lethality of the alpha's tone. Finn shook his head in a state of sheer cognitive dissonance. What insane justification had prompted the omega to negotiate an alliance with his biological oppressor without running the data through his clearance parameters first? "Abandon the histrionics, Finn. Does your system not calculate that your frame has advanced too far in seasonal cycles to maintain this infantile rebellion?" The old wolf let out a guttural grunt, pure visceral disgust for Finn's behavioral matrix written into the hard distortion of his mouth. "The structural flaws of your maternal alpha

Aaron stood at the head of the horseshoe. “Victor Morgan,” he said. “This council finds sufficient evidence to charge you under covenant law with the deliberate destruction of a protected pack. The staged removal of a sitting Alpha from council record. The attempted illegal bond transfer.” He paused. “You are remanded to council custody pending formal sentencing. Your Alpha claim over Crimson Ridge is permanently revoked.” Victor said nothing. “Ray Carter,” Aaron said. Ray looked up.

Finn came then, with Mara, wrapped in too-big fur, face red from crying and cold. He didn't look at Kael. He looked at me. "Luna," he said, voice small. "I go now? To Joren?" Kael growled low. "You tell Joren what?" Finn recited, shaking, like lesson. "I tell Joren — Alpha is angry, moved all traps to mountain path, because Finn told. So mountain path is full of traps now, 20 traps. East path is empty, because pack too tired to set east path. So North should come east path, safe, fast, to take Luna."

I said, immediately wiping my eyes off. “So an Alpha talking to an Omega is what? Forbidden too here?” He let out an expectant laugh. “Not forbidden. But it could only mean two things,” I told him, picking myself up. “And when you stick around for too long, the worse of the two narratives is raised.” I dusted myself up, meeting his gaze.