M Alpha Novels & Stories

Being with this Alpha must be ten times better than being stuck with Gamma Price. I have to make this work. No matter what.

Albert frowned a little and told her about the conversation between him and the astrologers "the astrologers stated after many calculations of stars that the son is born with a calm nature and a strong personality. He is no 1 Alpha of the clan. But if once he gets angry he is not easy to handle. He is born with the spirit of the lion-like me and has the power to control water, thunder, storm, and fire. And he is born with some of your power like flying and controlling ice. But......" Because of his pause, she asked, "what happened." He started again that "They said that he is destined to be with two alpha mates and if one of his mates is dead then he has to live a life of a cripple. If both

’ Ember growls in my mind. “OK but that’s Goddess-given mates, not chosen mates.” I say. “But still… This is some news…” I trail off, my mind swirling from the bomb that was just dropped. Of all the things they could have said I wasn’t expecting a mating contract between Mars and Hazel! Alpha Mars is considered one of the most ruthless, bloodthirsty Alphas in the last few centuries. He isn’t known as the future Alpha King of War for nothing. Heck! He probably eats rogue werewolf casserole for dinner! ‘He’s probably part vampire since he loves blood and killing so much.’ Ember snorts.

~AMARIS One step, then another. And before I knew it, I was just behind him. For a moment, I stood, my chest rising and falling rapidly like I had just run a 400m race. I had not run a race but the guts that took me out of my room to where I was standing… behind this Alpha. Alpha Varg. The most feared alpha across 7 native packs. Tall. Broad. Massive. Arms and shoulders spreading authority across any room he was present like he owned it.

I'm completely confused, - and she looked inquiringly at the doctor. “Yes, yes, they told me that you have problems with memory, but to such an extent,” the doctor shook his head in bewilderment and continued: “Although people often confuse our concepts. Alina, your daughter is already alpha. And the alpha will remain, even if he does not stand at the head of the clan, or gets married. You will have a strong, healthy girl, lively, self-confident. She will have a purposeful character, she will know what she wants and go towards this goal. This is the kind of daughter you will have. And no one can change it. And alphas smell in their own way, not like us, betas. There are fewer of them, much l

Aria's POV ‎​I pushed the heavy oak door open and stepped into the Alpha’s study. Alpha Mich was seated on the plush leather couch, his aura a tangible wave of primal fury that made the very air crackle. His eyes, usually an ocean blue, were blazing a dangerous, aggressive crimson. The gaze of a powerful predator thwarted. ‎​“Mich,” I called softly, but he didn't respond, his jaw tight. ‎​“Damon,” I called, turning to the Beta who stood near the shadowed fireplace.

If I was really their mate, it would be best to leave before she healed and established a link with them. Jacob opened the door for me and I mumbled a thank you to him. From what I heard about Alpha Jacob, the fearless Alpha. His pack was one of the most peaceful packs because of how busy he was making sure that his pack was peaceful. I had no idea how he made out time to be with me. Just as we were walking to the garden. The huge gates opened and a car came into the compound. As soon as the car parked, Alpha Damon walked out of the car and started walking towards us.

Malcolm was silent for a long moment, and then finally he exhaled slowly. “Then, I guess it’s a good idea that the decision doesn’t rely on you alone,” he muttered, before raising a hand up. I heard someone hiss, and for a moment I worried that he was hurting with his abilities until what he was about to do registered. “I, Malcolm James Holloway, Alpha of the Crimson Shadows, call a vote in line with our traditions and the Old Ways.”

The thick palm did a pretty good job on my lips and cheeks. The fist was hard and terrible. I screamed but it wouldn't stop until they got what they wanted. My ears kept picking the words Who the hell are you What's your real name While I remembered my name to be Amelie in the midst of pain—I didn't know of any other name again—I knew nothing about the other question. All I knew was that I'm married to Artemis, the alpha of Waterfall park, which made me typically a Luna but I wasn't one in the actual sense. I was yet to perform the basic function of ensuring a succession during the three years of being mates.

And when I had tried calling him, it went to voicemail more often than him answering my calls. We’re having a mating ball soon after I return home and I have decided to invite the guys. None of us have found our mates yet, and I sure as hell would be happy if Alpha Santiago found his mate. If anyone deserves to be happy, it’s him. He is the most ruthless Alpha to exist right now, but he never takes a life unless the wolf has threatened him or his pack. Santiago never kills or punishes just for the hell of it.