M Y Alpha Novels & Stories

I needed to know her. Alpha drove through the checkpoint and made his was through the village making sure to drop spohie off at the house, with a quick hug and a wave good bye Sophie was gone. Alpha Jackson eyed me in the mirror then asked 'what did you hand Trinity?' 'My name and number' I answered With a hint of shame I explained to Alpha that at college, I realised I was interested in women as much as I was interested in men. This news seemed to ammuse the alpha. It almost seemed like it was turning him on.

He was sending message to his only friend, Adom. The most delectable, earth-shattering scent worked its way through Ash foggy brain as she took deep breaths. The scent of apples and jasmine and a beautiful base note of roses all accented by the most perfect scent of Alpha he had ever had the pleasure of smelling invaded hid lungs. Alpha, the scent of Alpha. His Alpha! "MY ALPHA" she barked out as the realisation hit him like one of those new steam trains. She sat bolt upright as his eyes sprang open, which was a mistake, not the biggest one he had made today, admittedly, but bad enough. He slumped back onto the sofa as a wave of dizziness overtook him.

He had been known to be ruthless. “Hey, Reiner. I didn’t realize she was with you.” Alpha Blade said. “She’s the Alpha of Death, right? Myla is her name?” I was getting annoyed that he was taking to Reiner instead of me. “Yes, my name is Myla. I have been called the Alpha of Death among other things.” He smiled. “My son Clyde told me about you. He said you are fair and loved by your pack. I respect you for that. I would like to meet with both of you to discuss an alliance. I respect Alphas who treat their pack members fairly and kindly.”

Ylva Ylva was a loyal Beta, willing to follow her Alpha’s every order without question. But her eyes and thoughts were her own. She’d seen the Alpha’s obsession with hunting the traitor turn to bloodlust – and then to regular lust, an insatiable attraction that neither Andreas nor Michaela were able to fight. Despite his anger at Michaela’s betrayal, the Alpha couldn’t seem to keep himself from wanting her. And despite her obvious resentment at the low status she’d been forced into, Michaela couldn’t seem to stop wanting him either.

the Alpha adds. Interesting. This was information I was unaware of, but it didn't surprise me that they would be equipped with that type of thing. "I'm sorry. I didn't catch your name," I say, looking at the Alpha. He clears his throat and adjusts his coat, looking offended that I don't know who he is. "Alpha Yen," he says with a tone that tells me he likes his authority as an Alpha. I walk over to Yen with a smile on my face. He's all but asking to be my first victim.

The freaking Alpha is my mate. "This little wench right here ran into me," he replied, his eyes irritated by my presence. "Identify yourself," the Beta yelled out to me and I became startled. I still had my mask on but he didn't. I lifted my mask to look directly into his eyes. I shrugged, " I am Mia Lee," An evil smug look formed on the Alpha's face.

he says as he scrunches up his nose. He looks at me knowingly, and I purse my lips and avoid eye contact. "Both of us?" Mavy asks and shoots me a glance. "Mavy must have rubbed off on me Alpha." Alpha's are bigger, better, and their senses are 10 times stronger than the average wolf. I know he could see through my lie. "Hmm..." Alpha Joshua murmurs. He seemed to be mulling something over as Mavy ripped open the bag of chocolates.

"I don't even know what that means, but ever since he said it, everything's been... different. Like there's this pull whenever he's around, and I can't—" "Alpha Darryl called you his mate?" Amy whispered, then immediately clamped her hand over her mouth. "Alpha?" I frowned. "What do you mean, Alpha?" "Oh, you know," Amy said too rapidly, "like, he's team captain and stuff. Alpha male personality type. Total jock thing.”She laughed nervously and started gathering her things with shaking hands. "I just remembered I have to... um... return a library book." "Amy—" "We'll talk later!"

I can tell that Miro, his wolf, wants nothing more than to mate, as does Keira, and he is barely able to contain himself. "Y... yes, sir," Nyko says through the door and I can only imagine the look on his face at the fact that his own, seemingly peaceful Alpha just yelled like that. Just as the image pops up in my mind, Abel looks back down at me, still laying on the couch beneath him.

A small chuckle fell from her perfect lips. “Maybe you’re right,” she said lightly. “Of course I’m right. I’m an Alpha— no ones ever told an Alpha they were wrong, not until you.” Mira made a face until she realized I was joking, then responded by gently slapping my chest.