My Professor Is My Alpha Novels & Stories

Her eyes shifted slightly before she recovered almost immediately. “Honestly, Professor, after several days of nonstop research, the individual titles started blending together.” Sandy sighed softly before leaning back into the chair. “My father always says leadership is less about memorizing books and more about applying strength where it matters. Lucas and I have mostly focused on practical pack security growing up.” The message beneath the words was obvious. My father is the Beta. Lucas is the future Alpha. Questioning me is politically inconvenient. I gave a slow nod as though accepting the answer.

“for company.” His lips curved into an amused smile. “I’ll keep that in mind.” Silence fell again, but it wasn’t empty. I turned back to the view, then asked, “What’s it like? Being Alpha?” He inhaled deeply, as though weighing his answer. “It’s like being the teacher and the student at the same time,” he said finally. “You never really understand the role until you become one.” I nodded slowly, letting his words settle. “Was it hard? Breaking away from Bloodhound and starting over?”

I asked. She stared at me at a if I had grown another head. "You're the alpha." She emphasised the words. I chuckled. "I know who I am." "Okay... I know I'm new to this but I'm pretty sure alphas can't... what's the word?" "Imprint." I provided. "Yeah, imprint on... people like me." "Alphas can do whatever they want." I spoke, I was about to step forward again but instead I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

A name echoes from the depths, not my own, a title spoken in whispers and screams by a thousand voices: The World-Ender. And beneath the title, a single, coherent memory slams into me with the force of a freight train. I’m standing over the ruins of a different city, a different Instance, my hands dripping with something that isn’t blood, looking at a man with familiar, wary eyes. Liam Reed. He’s saying my name—my real name—and his voice is the only anchor in a world coming apart. The memory vanishes as quickly as it came, leaving me gasping on my knees in the white nothingness. But it left something behind. A scent. Not ozone, but something wilder. Pine and frost and furious, untamed power.

She eagerly showed her own gum line with its holes, crying out: "I use my wolf fangs every day to craft stones. I finally managed to create a Beta enhancement stone after so much effort. Emma, I know you're talented, and I've always been mediocre, but you can't just steal the stone I poured my heart and soul into..." She angrily confronted me, her entire body radiating Alpha energy. Under the influence of the moon stone I had crafted, her Alpha aura was so potent that the entire pack knelt in submission. Everyone present was furious on behalf of the new Alpha, calling me a jealous schemer who couldn't stand to see others succeed.

"You did not tell me you have something to say until you saw me leaving. How do you expect me to stay when I have something to do?" I scoffed. "And what is that thing you have to do?" "It's none of your business. Tell me why you are here" "I told you not to speak to me that way. I am your Alpha and you are my Beta. You should give me some respect" He scoffed. "Don't you think you should give me some respect as your Beta too? I can be likened to some Alphas, you know" I laughed. "And which Alphas are you talking about?"

Jericho and I rushed to where they found the dead rogue wolves. Honestly, I don’t really know what to expect or if am I really expecting anything at all. I know that I should be thinking about how to find the root of all these unsolicited events. But my mind is preoccupied with Nori and Lana. As an Alpha, if people knew what was going through my mind, they will surely look down on me. An Alpha is superior above all, ruthless to some, and even unforgiving. But I was not born that way.

He felt Madox park the car and looked at him doubtfully. -Why do you stop? - - Don't you want to do things right? - the alpha showed him a wolfish smile of those he did when something not very good crossed his mind, then he took out his cell phone and dialed some numbers- You, you are too innocent to be alpha, you lack evil. Leave everything to me, I'll make you have the most perverse fun with the people who did that to your omega, plus I'm upset too, so let me enjoy-

He growled against my folds, making my clit vibrate. “Professor Vance” “Alpha,” he growled. “You will address me as Alpha.” “Alpha,” I whispered, pussy tightening further. “Can I please come?” “No.” He paused, inhaling deeply, then stood. “Not unless my cock is inside you and you are fucking begging me to fill this tight, desperate little hole with my cum.” I sucked in a breath. “Anything,” I whispered, spreading my legs wider and hoping he would thrust into me. I could already feel how thick he was through his jeans, the fabric stretched tight. “Please, Alpha. I have been thinking about this since the first day of class.”

she asks. "Yes, take messages, I won't be long" I leave the office hurriedly, under the judgmental gazes of the staff. I know they're wondering why her, why Mitchell... But I have no explanations to give. I'm the boss, my will is the law. If you were in the pack, you'd know that a mere glance means defying the order of the pack and the alpha. But you're not. The only thing I can do is ignore it and go to lunch.