My Playboys Alphas Novels & Stories

"They went to get you some clean clothes. They knew you wouldn't leave your mate while he's in heat. Your pack is very loyal to you. I'm glad you got rid of the other two. They would've tried to overrun you, but you're tougher than that. I've heard about your reputation Alex. You've dialed it down a notch since you've found out Ash was your mate, but you must not lose your ability to lead. Ash will give you hell, yeah but he will respect you. I raise him to never let someone try to run them. It pains me that Alphas are branded as assholes. It quite sad how we are the highest ranking gender but we treat the lower genders like crap. I'm glad some of us have a sense of mind. Thank for not takin

I replied grinning. " Just Ryder." he said taking my hand kissing it, he gets up winks then runs back down to the field. I felt myself slightly blush, then Jax joked " So your new boyfriend likes showing pda." I just glared at him looking around to see if anyone was listening " Shut up Gamma." He just laughed. The countdown to games began and The Alpha's took their places, over the course of 6 hours we were down to two Alpha's left, Ryder and Alpha Levi of the Blue River Pack. The last game was a fight until one Alpha submits to another. " I think your boyfriend got this." Jaxon said a little too loudly. "Please just stop." I blurted out. " Besides one night doesn't mean anything Jax, if any

“I'm not sure about that either, but I had seen the look in my brother's eyes and that of the Alpha Kings as well; they longed for you. Did you know they had beaten each other to a pulp when you left? I'm certain they want to be with you as well... But I won't let them take you away from me,“ He complained. A cold chill ran down my spine, yet I could feel a bead of sweat stomping off my temples as I listened to his words. “I can't be... it's impossible. Three mates? Two brothers?” I asked for a sudden alert of my situation. “It could work... Both are gay anyway... But it doesn't matter anymore; I won't share with you; the thought disgusts me.” Terry announced, excluding A protective aura, d

"He's even more handsome in person!” That admiration wasn't subtle in the least. The girls and few boys-whispered excitedly when Alph strode by, their gazes lingering on him and his companions: Trevor, ever-loyal beta, tall and serious, and Martin, of course, the playboy of the group, with a perpetual curl to his lips. “They're all so hot!" someone passing by breathed. "Look at Trevor! He's so tall and strong. But Alph. Alph is just on another level."

Hunter muses. I watch the other man with undisguised interest. All Typhon does is say, “I beg your pardon?" "If I might be so bold as to make a deduction based upon your behavior of the past few days, Typhon …” “Just get to the point, Hunter,” Typhon huffs. “You clearly did not want it to be made public that alpha … ah … little Alpha .... er … shall we call him the little invisible Alpha?” “I prefer Jonas,” I supply helpfully.

For my lack of a wolf? The humiliation I’d made out of myself at the game tonight? Alpha Rhys Jaeger is known as the “Mad Alpha”, mentally deranged Coach who keeps himself off the ice during the games but keeps his pack hockey players in check. While he stands beside Alpha Silas, he looks more calm than the rumors portrayed, towering over even Silas’s pure muscles and height of 6 '2. Everyone knows about him. Or… thinks they do. They say he doesn’t have control when he shifts. That he’d killed Alphas during games, that he doesn’t keep wives, but sex slaves and trophies.

Yet, many Alphas from many generations declined to join. It is because of two reasons. Either they are too strong to fight, or they are afraid to lose to a werewolf from a lower rank. But in this year’s game, the two Alphas joined the game. “Alpha Brett and Alpha Adam will participate. I think it will be a good game,” said Sebastian, the elder of the Hendrix pack. “Right. I am getting excited to watch the game,” Jericho, the elder of Holmes pack, uttered. “Who do you think will win?” Chandler asked.

The pack had a new Alpha. And the world would never be the same.

"You’re the Alpha of this pack now, Cole. Not because Damon is gone, but because you’re the one who has to pick up the pieces when Robin’s plan falls apart. Don't look at the map. Look at your men. Because they’re the ones who are going to pay for Robin’s love story." "The Alphas are not stupid, Cole," she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial hum. "They all see Robin's play. He’s not exactly throwing them to war; he’s just giving them a reason. And of course, these Alphas see a price. They don't see a rescue mission. Beating the North means claiming the territory. It means resources, and power. The kind of power that shifts the balance of the entire continent."

Today, My best friend Mia was celebrating her seventeenth birthday, and the entire pack was set to gather and celebrate the beta’s daughter. Being the daughter of the beta came with certain privileges, and today’s party was going to be nothing short of grand. Dignitaries from other packs were invited, and, of course, our Alpha and his family would make an appearance. The celebration wasn’t just for Mia’s birthday, her father, who had spent the last several years studying law among the humans, had finally returned with his degree.