Mabruk Alfa Mabruk Novels & Stories

Ulva asked bluntly. Meshka's jaw moved harshly. He made a decision as if he was going to attack Ulva. While I was just on the edge of the room and seemed to just want to be swallowed by the ground. "I am the alpha and I will make the rules," he said. "Now I know why Bree never desired to mate with you. She's right, you don't deserve a pure wolf like her. " Ulva slapped him with those words. Meshka’s anger hit the roof. He made a quick attack and in an instant, Ulva was in the air as he looked intently and had a demonic smile on his lips. I saw how Ulva had a hard time breathing.

Eight rogues werewolves against a wolf which is an Alpha. Was he an Alpha? "Weak Alpha, my foot!" I cursed, stomping my foot against the floor underneath me. Good luck, Mate! I'm sorry but I'm not going to help you. A weak mate is the least I desired from the moon goddess. "Ezra!" I called through mind link, inviting him over to my chambers. "Get your fucking short co*k over here!" I yelled in an authoritarian tone. I need something to forget about my mate and that is a hot fvck!

My wolf moved ahead more uneasy. He stated, "That is not something you can do." “And you aren’t able to pull folks out of parties as if they belong to you " I retorted. "Oh hold on. You’re the Alpha. Perhaps you have that power.” His jaw tightened. I should have been afraid. Or embarrassed. Or something normal. Instead I remained still breathing rapidly overwhelmed by emotions questioning why the fire at the party seemed chilly in contrast, to the warmth radiating from him now. The instant lingered. Dense. Electric. A stillness that seemed like quiet and more, like the breath taken before everything shifted.

he murmured in a dangerously low voice. Alpha Ken’s eyes cloud over as he mind-links someone. A few minutes later the kitchen door swings open and I’m hit with the sweetest smell. She smells like fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies. I grip my thigh under the table to keep myself from running at her. My wolf, Flash, is running circles mentally. “Mate!” he howls.

Alpha. The men rose. Even my father stopped breathing. I did not turn until he passed me, and when my eyes caught sight of him as he looked sideways at me, I knew exactly why they froze. It was Dimitri Volkov. Alpha of the Black Fang Pack. Pakhan of the Volkov Bratva. The monster whispered about by wolves and humans alike. He stopped in front of the table. “Why is there a girl on my floor?” One of the men cleared his throat. “Ivan Morozov brought her as partial payment.”

Vengeance. She had watched from the shadows as the world changed, as wolves rose to power, as Alphas claimed lands and magic. And now there was the Alpha Queen—Luna of Storms—whose power radiated across the territories like a beacon. Morrakai had seen the signs: the Blood Moon, the forging of pacts, the storm magic singing through the earth. It was time. Morrakai rose from her throne, her movement fluid, serpentine. With a flick of her hand, a brazier burst into flames, casting a glow upon an obsidian mirror embedded in the floor. The surface rippled like water before sharpening into an image.

He finished, taking a huge bite of a chicken leg. “It’s nice to meet you, Luna. I’m Ume, the future Alpha of the Lunarflare pack.” I said, leaning over both the large men to look at the petite woman. She smiled politely at me. Her eyes looked happy, which made me feel a lot better. “It’s nice to meet you, Ume and Alpha Gabriel. I’ve heard nothing but good things about the Lunarflare pack. John only speaks the best of you, and he doesn’t speak great about many people.” She said with a light laugh, earning an auditable groan from her mate.

"Alpha Lucas Falcon." "What!!"

He was looking down on the floor. "Isabey, do you think we have to do this? The people in this pack are very nice. Alpha Marcus is the best Alpha I have met in years. He is treating his people very good. We don't have to destroy this pack." Reuben said. Isabey huffed hearing her brother's speech.

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.