He's An Alpha: She Doesn't Care Novels & Stories

Why was I thinking about a man who didn't care about my feelings and acted the way he wanted to with me without being apologetic about it in any way? So it made me question his confessions. Had I really heard him right? It seemed absurd. Someone like Nathan, the strong and confident Alpha of the biggest werewolf pack couldn't possibly like someone like me - weak and clueless about my past which is the reason he had acted the way he did afterwards. Maybe it had been a mistake and he didn't know when it spilled out. He might have been rehearsing it for someone else and wasn’t careful enough which led him to blurting it out in my presence, swaying me.

There are thousands of omegas out there, willing to accept your proposal, just pick and fuck someone else and that's it. "You're right…" said the alpha in a calm voice. "There's just one little problem... I don't give a fucking shit, the other omegas, I want you, I like you and everything I like I get, even if I have to kill for it" His big brown eyes watched her without a spark of hesitation, which let her know he was too serious for his bad luck. Camila stood petrified, watching his countenance gradually darken, he moved closer to her, grabbed her waist and kissed her lips in a leisurely manner.

I have gone through this a billion times in my head. I wasn’t stupid. “I don’t care what you say. Everyone is entitled to their own beliefs. If you decide to give up on her, then that’s on you.” My tone was resolute. “However, you do not have the right to shove that mindset on us all.” His reply was sharp. “I am the fucking Alpha. I will do as I please.” He said but I could see the change in his eyes. He was relenting, hopeful. “What’s got you so convinced?” He finally asked and I resisted the smile that threatened to break my lips.

anger filling my words. The crowd sat back down, and silence filled the tension in the air. I looked over to Sam, tears brimmed in her eyes as she sat tall in her chair. I could feel her pain, her sadness for the opinions of others. This pissed me off more. Looking back out to the crowd I gathered myself and stood tall. “I am your alpha and you will not disrespect me. We are dealing with the rouge issue; I will meet with our leaders and discuss further steps regarding our plan. As for Sam my mate...”

Does he have the shame to come and pretend to you when he does those things? Julian didn't even speak. That scene was so natural to watch that he no longer felt anything. That was the reason he hadn't accepted it. He knew it was only a matter of time before the alpha's interest went to someone else. She just didn't expect it to be so fast. Still he stood up. There was a smile on her face.

“You’re wrong.” “I’m not.” His voice dropped, softer now, almost pitying. “I’ve known you too long, Alpha. I know the look in your eyes. You can fool the others, but you can’t fool me. You care about her, even if you’d rather rip your own heart out than admit it.”

“ You are so right, but we don't know how the Alpha looks. He could be ugly. Maybe that's why we never see him show his face in public. “ The woman's irritating voice got me out of my daze. UGLY? Me?! The ugly ones are these Idiots standing in front of me. Sigh, “ I…” I started to say, but she cut me off before I could say anything meaningful, then she got the nerve to weave me off as if I were a fly bothering her, when she is disturbing my peace. “It doesn't matter if you are the Alpha or not.” Poking me in the shoulder, “ I will not mate with you or anyone else,” looking at the man behind her, “ He is the only one that I will have my heart and body,” like the man was such a prize.

“You think I cared when you slept with him? I didn’t. Not because I was jealous. But because I knew no matter how many boys you fucked, no matter how many names you collected in your phone, none of them could ever compare to him. Your father. My Alpha. The one who looks at me like I’m the only thing that’s ever mattered.” “You’re delusional,” she hissed. “You’re a fucking Omega in heat, and you let it ruin your brain.”

Is he truly concerned about my future, or does he have ulterior motives? I find myself torn between wanting to trust him, to believe that he has my best interests at heart, and the nagging doubt that gnaws at the back of my mind. The alpha’s stoic expression only fuels my skepticism, making it difficult to decipher his true intentions. Is he using my vulnerability as an opportunity to gain control over me? Or does he genuinely want to help me navigate this new chapter of my life?

And I don’t give a fuck. I don’t answer her. I just stare at her, wondering how I ever found her appealing? “And what kind of Alpha are you? I thought you were the ‘Great Stone Alpha,’” she says while making air quotes with her fingers. “A great Alpha has his hand on his pack, and they fear him. A great Alpha makes sure each member knows their place, and that fucking Omega just got away without even owning up to her crime, and without punishment!” She yells again. Damn that sound is annoying.