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

“Before I forget how much I enjoyed your mouth and make you clean blood out of this carpet.” Her lips parted. Her eyes filled with disbelief—and then fury. “So that’s it? You’ll keep screwing me but never claim me. You’ll call me yours in bed, but not in the world.” “Yes,” I snapped. “Because I’m an Alpha. Not a fool.” She grabbed her robe and pulled it tight around her with shaking fingers. “You’re not an Alpha—you’re a coward with a crown.” I didn’t move. I let the words hang. Let them burn.

Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions “Considering he only says about two words at a time, and it’s typically a growly insult or demand, I don’t think that is a problem. Besides, it doesn’t matter. Today is all about you, not me and my crazy ass drama.” “Would you believe me if I said he was actually shy?” “No! Alphas aren’t shy, it’s not built into their DNA. He is selective in who he talks to, that much is clear. I’m not high on the selection list.” I laugh with her. “It’s okay, we’ll figure this out later. Get ready to knock my best friend on his butt.” I walk over and give her a hug as the hairdresser finishes up.

the man said, his deep voice cutting through the noise. She stiffened. “It looks worse than it is.” “I don’t think so.” His sharp gaze studied her. “I know how hard someone has to hit to leave a mark like that.” His words made her uneasy. It felt like he could see right through her. “You’re an Alpha,” she murmured. He didn’t deny it, just shrugged. “You’re the only wolf I’ve ever heard say that like it’s a bad thing.” “In my experience, Alphas care more about physical strength than anything else.”

he said, smiling a sickly smile. “No, thank you. I'm perfectly fine here,” she said, trying to keep her composure. He moved closer to her and then sniffed her hair, and I was losing it. But she seemed to have the situation under control. “Your scent, it's so sweet,” he said, groaning. “Please keep some space between us. I don't appreciate this,” she said sternly, but the idiot laughed and moved closer to her. “Or what?” he asked, “I am an Alpha, and you are just a lowly human female,”. That was the last straw.

Who's she to the Alpha? "Maybe someone he likes, only him can tell"

I was beginning to lose it “Wilma I know he is your alpha and you are inclined to speak well of him but I hate to burst your bubble, your alpha is a first class asshole, he cares for no one but himself and I am done begging for his attention, I have two alphas that would gladly kill for me and they both don’t make me feel ass terrible as he does, I do not need him!” I bragged, she did not seem offended with the way i just abused her alpha, she just stood there with a blank expression, she really was a hard one to read, no wonder Ronther really likes her. She could commit a crime and look like she just showed up to the scene and has no clue what just happened “He doesn’t want you to leave!” S

She flashed me a seductive smile. “Thank you. You can go now.” I dismissed her without looking at her. These girls made me sick. Just because I am the Alpha and not mated, they think I will take one of them as my mate. Nope. I will not settle for just anyone. I know she is out there. I know she is just as fierce as I. Only she will satisfy me. My mate. My precious mate.

“I think you do.” “I know we are getting married soon,” she spat. “But that doesn't mean that you own me.” “No one is talking about that,” he shouted back. She crossed her arms, her jaw tightened. “I’m your Alpha. You don’t question me.” “And I’m your Beta,” he retorted. “The man you were supposed to marry. The man who stood beside you. You don’t get to treat me like a soldier when I’m the one who’s been here from the start.”

𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 against 𝒕𝒉𝒆 tree 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 instead of a powerful alpha.

While she does that, I untie her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders in waves. With a smile, she twirls her fingers at me. Telling me to turn around. I do with a sigh, and she starts to braid my hair. "So, what was up with you and that girl earlier?" I shrug, but Rylan won't take that as an answer. I sigh and catch her looking at me in the mirror. "I don't even know. She tried to shoulder me, for looking at her Alpha." Rylan snorts. "Everyone was looking at her Alpha... I mean, hello!! He is an Alpha. Everyone is going to look at him." She ties the braid and looks at her handiwork. I roll my eyes, but can't help but laugh.