Her Ruthless Alpha Novels & Stories

Fearing his wrath, they swiftly released me and backed away. No wolf could disobey a direct order from an alpha, especially a true Alpha, unless they were rogue. Rogues were banished or lone wolves who had lost their sanity and remained in their beast form with blood-red eyes. Known for their brutality and ruthlessness, they spared no one in their path, not even alphas. I rushed into his embrace, relief washing over me as I sought solace in his arms. He held me tightly, exuding the scent of fresh grass and musk. Tilting my head up, he gently held my chin and locked his ocean-blue eyes with mine.

Victor looked at me from his peripheral, waiting for my answer. "Each Alpha must face one another one on one and both need to be able to fight and defend their title," I stated, "Huxley wasn't able to defend himself and he was dying in your hold before Quade could kill him. That's why Quade couldn't get his power and it explains why you couldn't kill Huxley," I gnawed at my bottom lip, letting my eyes travel down Victor's figure before whispering, "you, Victor Silva, are the new Alpha of rogues."

"I can do it too. You're not alone, honey." The low rumbling growl to her left sent chills down her spine as the friendly Alpha she had met before suddenly turned into a cold, ruthless killing machine, his dark brown eyes fixated firmly on her. To be continued...

This isn’t a crowd. This is the Alpha. I’ve survived this game before. Smiled. Bowed. Lied. But this time… I might not survive the ending. Oh, goddess, have mercy on me. “She will go,” Silas says. The words are a death sentence, delivered with the casualness of ordering tea. A cold wave crashes through my chest. Meet the Alpha. The ruthless one. The one they whisper about in hushed voices for being unpredictable and merciless. A man who could decide your fate based on a glance… or a mood.

He ordered her in his Alpha command as she immediately stood up and put on her clothes, losing her entire will to him. The entire atmosphere was filled with his scent as it overpowered every other person's will at that moment. At that point, he was Alpha Randall, the most ruthless and fearless Alpha to ever live. The Green-eyed Alpha. He wasn't just Alpha Randall of the Blood Crescent pack. No one dared defy him unless they sought their doom. Reyana was back on her knees, her whole body trembling as she awaited the verdict from Alpha Randall. "Enter!" He ordered the wolves who were standing outside and they hurried into the room without hesitation - Delta wolves.

Michael looked at me with sadness in his eyes before he spoke, “There is a completely different story behind all that you just said and I can tell you later but right now you need o be with your mate. For once do not argue with me and believe me when I say, you are your own person and no way in hell is my sister anything like that awful woman. The sister I remember is soft and sweet and just about the kindest person on the planet.” “That was before Michael. I did not get my reputation for nothing. I am a ruthless princess in more than just my name these days.” Jessy cleared her throat at my words but pretended to be looking everywhere but at me when I turned her way so I turned my eyes back

Now it's me, living the hell of a traumatic life. When they said Alpha Nathan isn't as calm and innocent as he looked, I thought they had said it out of their hatred for him, or because they despised him to the core. Now I am clearly seeing what they meant by the words. He isn't just wicked, he's more than heartless and ruthless.

I almost believed he did that out of our mate bond. He looked up to me and a smirk formed on his handsome face. I could see a little tip of his fang and it made me gulp. This sight should make me scared. It should be... But then why I didn't feel scared at all? This man that kneeling before me is the most ruthless Alpha in this continent. I heard his story from Haris and Laura Denmir that he even killed his former Alpha and his family and men, with his bare hand, with his human form.

He wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life. And for the first time in twenty-six years, the ruthless Alpha of Ravencrest was exercising restraint he didn’t know he possessed. Because Celeste Ashveil wasn’t just a mate. She was becoming something far more dangerous. She was becoming everything.

People began to murmur in the crowd. The werewolf priest repeated himself, but I didn’t say a word. Kai reached for my hand. I turned to him. “Baby, are you okay?” Beside him was that bodyguard who had shown me the video of Alena and Eugene earlier. I swallowed. I turned to him, and suddenly people began to scream. I jerked my head around and gasped. “Max,” I whispered Alena’s distant cousin. He was the Alpha of the root pack. They were rivals to our pack. Sworn enemies.