Hot Alpha Men Novels & Stories

He tried to blink the thoughts away,but they wouldn't stop. Then a throaty chuckle threw him out of his god awful haze. " I never thought I'd see the day you got horny. We thought you were gay at one point." He remembered. Alpha had a male who is fluid his sexuality hang out with them multiple times,always buzzing around War. He ignored the male, although he noted he did have a nice smile, that was it is as far as attractiveness went.

Their presence filled the room and made the air feel heavier. A tall, handsome man with an easy smile walked in first. He scanned the room until his eyes landed on me. Something flickered across his face for a brief second. Recognition? Curiosity? He gave a small nod. "Beta Damon Hart," he announced smoothly. "I speak for Alpha Theron Blackridge of the Northern Territories." Then the room changed. The temperature seemed to drop as a massive figure filled the doorway. Power rolled off him in waves so strong my wolf immediately wanted to bare her throat in submission. I forced myself to lift my head and look.

I’m wearing a dark navy shirt and black jeans. Some Alpha’s, like Alpha Austin from Greenway, don't do anything unless they’ve got a kilo of gold around their neck to make sure everyone knows who they are. It’s not like that here. It’s too fucking hot for a start, plus your pack should know who you are, not your ego.

Athena’s P.O.V The time was approaching fast, my heart was beating faster, my palms sweaty, was I ready to see the man behind the mask? Was I ready to settle down? I had so many questions running through my head, I downed one glass of champagne after another. You see werewolves do not get drunk ever, however we have special “suppliers” to say the least that supply us with what we need for a party or any social event. So, by the fourth glass I was feeling like I could take on the world. I noticed my parents leaving what seemed to be a study with Alpha Raymond Thunders and his son the future Alpha Dominic Thunders, I take a closer look and my eyes feel like they are about to pop out their sock

Chaitali has witnessed as much blood, sweat, and tears for Lycans as Ahi-Empire might have for their Emperors. ‘Hey! We are in the headlines of Nacchi’s Monthly and covers of two local magazines. See.’ Sunny waves his convertible phone before our faces and indeed, the seven of us are there. On the glossy cover of magazines, dressed in black tuxedos, gelled hair, perfect flawless faces and sharp jawlines—the most powerful group of Alphas and Business tycoons of Chaitali. Subhaan, Kavish, Sunny, and I have our natural lop-sided grins on our faces while Adrian, Jay, and Ryan flaunt their mafia-vibes smirks.

"Not with a male like Everett Hawthorne." My temper, held under tight control for so long, explodes like a pack war horn. "Yes, a male like Everett!" I roar, the raw power in my voice making the teacups rattle on the shelf. "A fierce High Alpha who protects his people! A father who adores his daughter, who is brilliant, protective, and completely unyielding! What a absolute nightmare! Oh, and let's not forget he commands the most powerful pack in Silvercrest City and holds more territory than any Alpha in the region!"

I stopped him. I can't be sent back to that pack. "You are..." I trailed off. "Alpha Damien of Silver Moon Pack." He said. I managed to lean against the wall. "I am a nobody there so it will be a waste of time sending me back as no one want me." I said with a deep breath. "Still we will confirm." He said with finality and stepped out. "Anyways, I am Beta Hudson." The man said with a smile. I furrowed my eyebrows at him and nodded my head. He waved his hands and exited the cellar. He is quite cool.

The a*shole that called me a ‘Twink’ says. I sigh as I ignore them and keep unpacking my bag. I hear them argue as I shake my head. As they still are debating on who I am when I feel a heavy hand land on my shoulder. I flinch back as I step away, his hand falling off of me. I look up at him as he gives me a hesitant smile. “Don’t worry about them, they’re not right in the head. I think I gave them brain damage in our early childhood.” I chuckle as he offers his hand. “Hi, I’m Leo Darkheart. The next Alpha of the Dark Heart Pack in Minnesota and these fools are my Beta Chad and Gamma Char.”

I’d rather stay sober. We head over to a group of men, all of whom look much older than Hunter. These are Alphas of various packs from the northern land, much like the Storm Riders’ pack. Hunter clears his throat as we approach and the men stop talking immediately. All eyes fall on Hunter and he smiles. He seems to be enjoying the attention. “Gentlemen, good evening,” he greets them, raising his wine flute. The men raise theirs in return.

And when I managed to put it on, the fire was too strong, and I wonder how odd that if I turn it low the fire would went off on its own and I needed to lit it up again. So I kept the fire at a maximum, but ended up burning everything that I fried. Before I could finished, Alpha Zero is already down in the kitchen with me. He got up early too. Standing closed to the door frame of the kitchen, topless. I was totally distracted to see him with just his sweat pants on, exposing his eight packs, hard flat stomach and the v part where his lower abs and obliques meet, i could not help but stare at him and find it really difficult to hide my cheeks that is burning red.