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she asks, hoping that she can have at least a clue as to his name. The guard’s smile widens. “We call him, your ‘Majesty’,” he replied and then he bows his head as if wanting to dismiss her already. Andreitte’s smile disappeared. “Your Majesty?” she uttered the word with her forehead’s creases beginning to deepen. “’Your Majesty is a title that only the Alpha of all Alphas or the Alpha King deserves to be called!” she said furrowing more while looking keenly at the reaction of the guard.

< >esci < > get out < > Signor, Signorino, Signore < > Mr, Mister, Mister > Signora, Signorina < > Mrs, Miss

“Come in.“ His Beta was sitting opposite him, and the other available chair was stacked with files. I expected his Beta to stand up for me, but he didn't even acknowledge my presence. Magnus, too, was poring over a paper. “Magnus.“ I called to get his attention. “That's Alpha Magnus to you.“ The beta snapped at me, and I recoiled in shock. What a blatant display of disrespect! I expected Magnus to defend me, but nothing happened. “Who do you think you're speaking to?“ I could defend myself. “Alexa.“ This guy has some balls on him today, huh? I was burning with fury. How dare he? How dare Magnus? He's the one enabling him anyway. “Magnus, won't you say something?“ “Like he said, that's Alpha

Axil turned his attention back to the male. The male hesitated slightly at seeing his frightful wife then braced himself and nodded, "An Alpha title should belong to the strongest person in the pack; it's not an inheritance. No one wants a weak Alpha. Especially one that just popped up out of nowhere and claimed himself to be one." Abel chuckled and asked, "Do you see anyone else around you agreeing with your views? If you don't understand our species, then you should shut up and listen." The man gazed around him at all the strange expressions that looked at him in confusion, but he still refused to back down, "I'm just saying it like it is. If someone in this pack could best you, then they

He stated, I gave him a small glare but smiled, "We're not supposed to use profanity, cousin." He just laughed, "You're not. Those rules don't apply to me; I may be of royal blood, but since I don't hold a title, I can do whatever I fucking want!" He cheered, we both started laughing. I wiped the tears from my eyes and composed myself, "Actually Rick, you do have a title." He stared at me, puzzled and I chuckled, "Your title is my best man." His grin went from ear to ear as he pulled me into a tight hug,

My brain short-circuited at that point. “Oh.” I didn’t say his name. I couldn’t say his name. Ha, imagine calling Alpha Zavier just Zavier, without his title as if we were equals or I was his superior. In fact, a few months ago, Bethel started stuffing sand into the mouth of anyone that dared to call him without using his title. Beta and Alpha were more than just ranks. They were titles that people held dear, cherished and held with pride. Valens. Even thinking of it without saying it out loud sounded funny and disrespectful at once.

He added. “Yes sir”. Margaret replied before holding the hand of her daughter to turn around. “Sir, don't you have a title you're known for”? Isabella asked, wrenching her hand out of her mother's grasp. “What do you mean”? Dagan asked with a puzzled look on his face. “Normally, cu…the leaders of organizations or societies tend to have something they're addressed as”. She said hurriedly, narrowingly escaping saying the one thing that'll annoy Dagan. Hearing that, Dagan smiled menacingly. “I will not dare take any of the glory that's reserved for our goddess”. He said as he glanced at the statue hanging from the ceiling with a reverent look on his face.

I spoke dourly, "I'm not a lady, for that matter, but I do believe I should be regarded with respect." "They can't give you respect if you don't show them who they should respect. The wolves follow sheer stength and dominance. And no, I am not a sir. I'm not a refined gentleman. Actually, let us not use the titles for humans. I never liked those terms," the last sentence made a display of disgust in his chiseled face.

I mumble, stepping out and locking the door after closing it. “I don’t mind,” he responded, his tone trying to sound casual. “I do mind, Alpha.” “I thought you agreed to call me Dane yesterday?” Yes, right before you pinned the willpower out of me and kissed me. I groan and place my palm on the head, banging it against it over and over. “Yes, and that was in the heat of the moment. The rules are clear. We are all to call you by two titles, Mr Vixon at work, Alpha everywhere else.”

he started. “See that’s what I meant when I said I can never date an arrogant man like him” Ava murmured from beside me. “Stop it” I chided her softly. She huffed beside me but did not say anything further. “Your title is given for you for a reason. You are the Alpha of an entire pack, addressing you without it is like insulting the title and its position. Even if we were friends, I would still address you with the title. I follow traditions and old roles which have been forgotten by today’s generation. Being the council’s son, I am serious about position and power” he explained.