Furry Stories Alpha Male の小説・ストーリー

It was completely unmistakable. ‘You’re the most gorgeous wolf I’ve ever seen. It’s great to meet you, Mate. I’m Tyre,’ he said, flashing her a wolfy grin. Faye nuzzled his neck, purring. She was a shameless flirt, and he loved it. I could already see it now that those two would get into a lot of trouble. Wolves were more driven by their animalistic instincts, so they were typically more sexualized than the human counterpart. That was not always the case, but it happened more often than not. Alphas had even higher libidos than average shifters. So, it would be interesting to see where that ended up leading when the right time came.

which was the truth at this point, the alpha was only a mindless animal who was seeking a hole to quench his lust and I was the only option for him but now I pray that he just attack the damn witch and shred her into the piece while he fucked her. Yes, it is fucked up, and yes, it is fucking twisted to think of such a thing, especially when I was shaking a few seconds ago in fear, but my hate for this female was more than anything else. “Gods, not again. What the fuck is wrong with this male? He seems harmless and most of the time calmer than other stupid alphas, but he goes into a rut more than any of them. Tell me, is it normal for an alpha to go into a rut twice a month or so?”

she smiled at him, her sharp fangs lit up. “then you must have met with some shitty wolf, we here, we are merciless and you are a small little thing, I don’t know why I am tolerating you,” Alpha said, closely watching her. She was wearing a white tank top with skinny shorts. The sweat on her neck was making Alpha horny. He could already feel himself getting hard again.

Its fur was the color of midnight, and its eyes—those glowing, blood-red eyes—locked onto me. Fury radiated off it like heat. The lycans backed away, trembling. Then the beast shifted. Dark fur receded, bones cracked, and in its place stood a man. He was beautiful in a deadly kind of way. Dark hair, chiseled features, ruby eyes that seemed to see everything. Power clung to him like a second skin. An Alpha. A true Alpha. He stepped forward. His voice was low and lethal. “Take your hands off my mate.”

Then, he barked: "I swear with every drop of blood in me, I'll have your head on a platter. I'll kick your dirty filthy body for the vultures to devour, I'll…" "Be the sure-pass to my unending reign," I said, ambling further into the bush. "Empty threats, Moreno. Is this the kind of alpha you plan to become? Ruling by just word of the mouth rather than actions? Good riddance that innocent girl's away from you." As expected, he growled. I couldn't help the smile taking shape. "Oh yes, go ahead and morph," I said. "Are your parents there with you? It'll make the work much easier for me."

He muttered distastefully, his jaws set as he eyed me like he was trying to decide whether to beat me up for being such a fool or beat me up for being such a great fool. "Uncle, I..." "How could you?" He snapped, his huge muscles tensing like he was about to pounce. Something told me I knew who his victim would be and it wouldn't be a deer. "After all that...that.. imbecile has done to you! To us! You still choose to go to him? Do you have no shame, girl?" He growled angrily, his voice reverberating all over the long corridor. The guards were standing still like they were trained to, acting like they were totally oblivious to what was going on. Maybe they were, because they wouldn't dare to

Beside him, Maddox tried calling as well and discovered that he, too, had been blocked. "That damn crazy she-wolf!" Maddox cursed and fumbled to contact someone else. At that moment, the treatment room door opened, and the healer emerged, dripping with sweat. "The pup is here! The pup is here!" she shouted. Chad and Maddox immediately rushed forward with excitement. "How's the pup? Is it with Alpha bloodline?" Chad asked. But the healer's expression was strangely contorted, and there was even a tinge of fear. "I-It's a very healthy Omega pup," she stammered.

“She doesn’t want an Alpha.” “No—” “Yes, Dad.” I cut in, and this time it isn’t just my voice rising—there’s something beneath it, something that answers him, pushes back just as hard. “Nyra doesn’t want an Alpha. She IS the Alpha. And she has a mate.” “That pathetic human?!” His voice crashes through the room, loud enough to rattle the air itself. “He’s not what she wants.” “You don’t get to decide that.” He steps in close.

He smelled like alcohol and his breath stinks. I blinked up at him. For an alpha, he sure let himself go. With balding hair, yellowish teeth and round belly, he is no longer fit for the role. But everyone knew he just did not want to give the title to his son. "Alpha, what are you doing here?" I asked nervously, even though I know with just one look at him exactly what he's up to. "Don't play coy," He grinned, looking at me lustfully. "I've been wondering what a rare omega like you would taste like," he chuckled and licked his lips, letting his eyes drag over my breasts and down my legs.

It didn't stop kicking as usual, and fear filled me. What if I go into early labour here? Where are they even going to? Is there.. I stopped the painful train of thoughts and focused on my environment. Finally, everything paused, like they'd all finished parking their lives up and were now waiting for their Alpha. He came out, dressed in fur. It looked off on him, or maybe no one would ever look as good as Caden in a fur coat. This Alpha was slim, his beard had white streaks and he looked like he spent all his time thinking.