Her Cold Hearted Alpha Novels & Stories

This pack is good, its people merciful and kind. I still have worries about 300 though because of what happened between her and the alpha before I met her. I was sure she doesn’t have an evil bone in her. So for whatever reason she tried to kill alpha Alec, she must have had a good reason for it. But does that make alpha Alec good or bad? Of that I wasn’t sure.

Silence fell for a moment, and then—one by one—they all joined in, their laughter mischievously annoying. I stood there, naked, humiliated, staring back at them with nothing but disgust. “You think you have a say in this?” the Alpha asked mockingly. He glanced back at Morgathis, who watched me with cold disinterest. Her next words sliced clean through my chest. “When you’re done with her, all I require is her heart.” Hatred dripped from every syllable. “You won’t touch me!” I screamed, the sound cracking through the hall. More laughter answered me, louder this time.

He became deeply cold-hearted and heartless and will never forgive anyone for making a simple mistake. No one dares to say anything bad about him without having to face the impacts. He kills at his will, he doesn't care about anyone else but himself. The thought of working under someone like that brought nothing but fear into me. Alpha Damon is someone who takes pleasure in hurting others. He is unfeeling, unemotional, callous and cruel. I feel like I would go through hell there than here. Even with everything my uncle and his family are making me go through, it will be better than being an underdog to Alpha Damon.

she mused. "I don't want a second chance mate, and I sure as hell don't need your damn opinion!" I shouted back, my frustration boiling over. "You're quite the firecracker. I find that appealing. Why are you putting up this front? Don't tell me you've fallen for that jerk. As I mentioned, he's incapable of love. He can't feel it for anyone," she purred, a seductive tone underscoring her words as she touched my chin. I smacked her hand away. "I'm not going to take your word for it. He told me he loves me, and believe it or not, Apollo has undergone a transformation. He's no longer the heartless Alpha who takes lives without hesitation," I answered.

“Long time no see.” “You should not be here,” I said, moving closer with slow, deliberate steps that made him tense. “Your invitation was revoked months ago, and you know exactly why.” He chuckled, brushing invisible dust from his sleeve like he still deserved the right to stand in my presence. “I came because I heard interesting rumors. They say the infamous cold-hearted alpha has taken a fragile little thing as his mate. I had to see it for myself.” I stopped barely a foot away from him, letting my aura bleed into the air until several guests looked away, trembling at the weight of it.

“Do you think I am joking when I tell you I want you dead?” When I grab her throat so hard, her eyes turn to the back of her eye socket. “Let go of my daughter,” the alpha roared. “Hehe! It seems your eyes are clear now, dear criminal of an alpha,” I sneer. “It’s time to reap what you sow.” I let go of Elena. She was about to run over to her father when I pulled out her heart. “What. Elena,” the Alpha screamed. “How dare you?” I held up her heart and said, “This is what happens when you offend me.” Her father dropped to his knees, his eyes wide with fear. I threw her heart on the ground in front of him.

"Every face. Every name, He knows them all. Sarah who loved to sing. Marcus who just had his first child. Elena who was supposed to mate next month." Tears appeared in some eyes. They had not expected me to remember, not to talk or care about trivial matters, because in my world, there was no room for weakness. To them I was the cruel Alpha, the Alpha who.had no human heart, no compassion, the Alpha who had killed and is not shy to kill more… and that alpha they have been seeing until now.

She takes a brief pause at my words then chuckles. “For ages. I mean, since he was a kid.” Impressive. That means she’ll know a lot about him. “That’s quite long. Has he always been this way?” “What way?” She faces me but throws her gaze away quite quickly. “Cold. Detached. Wounded? Like he has a wound that can never be mended?” The woman's throat bobs and her eyes blink in rapid succession. She shrugs a little. Then. “The alpha is a loving, selfless man. That’s what we've known him for…”

I grab it and feel surprised it's warm despite his reputation of it being cold. I grab ahold of it and rip it from his chest cavity. I take a few seconds to observe his pain as he watches his heart take its final beats in front of him. Quickly he falls to the side, lifeless. I throw Alpha Mill's heart onto the ground and put it under my feet in a final act of degradation. There's a young she-wolf kneeling before me. She's been like this since I got here. She's gasping for breath and her body is trembling and there are bruises all over her body, all in different stages of healing. I turn to end her life as well, just like all her pack mates before her.

Alpha Atlas is the worst human you can ever be around. Yes, he is the most powerful Alpha, rumored to have the rarest wolf—but he is unbearable. I have never laid eyes on him, yet I’ve heard enough stories, read enough fiction inspired by his character, to know why they call him Cold Fire.