How To Chase An Alpha Novels & Stories

They were still chasing me, and I knew that if they caught me again, my real suffering would begin—especially if my father gave me to that Alpha, which I will never allow! My ears twitched, and I suddenly felt hope when I heard the sound of rushing water nearby. I was close to the falls, and that would be my path to escape. But before I could get there, I came to a sudden halt—the Alpha suddenly appeared in front of me. He sneered at me while I just stared back. At moments like that, you could really feel the alpha’s power coating you with fear and dominance, forcing submission. But for me, it didn’t work—I didn’t know why, but I was confident I could escape him. I readied myself. I had only

There, on full display was Adrastus' mark, and Zade lost any semblance of control he had over his wolf. Chase shortened the distance between them with rapid strides, a guttural snarl coming from his throat and Zade realized he was beginning to phase. April was stunned and too weak to defend herself against a killer Alpha, uselessly trying to deflect the blows to her face with her hands, and then she stopped trying at all. But Chase didn't stop, more beast than man, he picked up April's body, throwing it over and over again, delighting in the squelching sounds of blood underfoot as he stalked his throw toy around the room.

As if reading my mind, he said, “You won’t get far on that leg of yours. If you try to run, I’ll catch you, and I’ll carry you like this all the way to Estoria.” “Fine, I won’t run,” I grumbled, defeated. I knew that my best course of action was to play along until a more accessible means of escape arose. Finally, he set me down, and I immediately backed away from him. I watched him for a moment before turning around and limping along behind his pack, and was shocked to realize that he was intentionally trailing behind. It was a traditional move for Alphas to follow their pack, but I had never heard of it being done anymore.

Time was of the essence, and farewells were a luxury I could ill afford—I had a vampire to hunt. It was common knowledge that provoking an Alpha wolf was a recipe for disaster. Unfortunately, I had inadvertently roused a virile Alpha, making myself the focus of its relentless pursuit. Trapped in a daunting and inescapable predicament, I found myself under the intense scrutiny of the Alpha. Exuding a powerful presence, he fixed his gaze on me with unwavering intensity. His posture, reminiscent of a skilled predator, and his muscles coiled in anticipation, he was ready to give chase, intent on ensuring that escape was not an option.

Lincoln started to struggle and claw at the fingers that could finish him in a second. “We’re following protocol...” “Protocol? To bully and threaten your people until you get your way? To put us all in danger just because you can? To humiliate a worthy and strong Alpha who only wants the best for his people?” Hugo’s gaze landed on Chase as if he’d only remembered what they did to him. “If you disband the packs now, the Hunters won’t find us. We have to control the situation—” “Alpha Chase, please rise.” Chase lifted his head. There was anger coming off him in waves, but there was humiliation. Helplessness. The confident Alpha had been knocked down. When he slowly rose, he put his arm around

When they do, I rip out their hearts in a nanosecond. Chase sees what's happening and runs away from the dungeon grounds. He darts back into his Manor, planning to flee the estate, but I follow him. More guards come my way. I slit their throats with my claws, so deep they lose their lives. The claws of an Alpha are deadly to when in contact with a wolf's blood. I advance, taking my sweet time, taunting Chase, who's probably looking over his shoulder twice every second. I smirk, but it quickly turns into a frown when a claw slices my arm. At the instant, I'm facing my side before the count of a second.

But I didn’t think so. Neither did my wolf, crouching in the back of my mind, ready to fling himself to the front at a moment’s notice. Then, slowly, Chase’s grin took on a harsher edge. His eyes went a little wild, shifting from friendly to desperate in a flash. His gaze dropped from Alice’s face down to the necklace around her neck. In a blink, he pounced. Using his werewolf speed, he was quick, but he wasn’t an Alpha.

I turned my head to what he was looking at, seeing Chase coming into the room. Ah fudge… “Chase, I’ll put her in your custody” the Alpha simply said. Chase nodded, smiling at me. “Make sure she gets punished for running away” And with that, it seemed like I had met the alpha. He left the room, his pack leaving with him. I stayed standing in the middle of the room, looking at Chase who had folded his arms. The grin was still plastered on his face, he clearly thinking of the most painful punishment he could think of.