My Professor Is My Alpha Novels & Stories

I inquired while I continued to wait for his response. "Because there is a difference between what you think and the true reality. There are a lot of Alphas a lot stronger than you Who also want this position so you will need a personal tutor if you want to become the next Alpha of the pack." He returned to me and I drew a really deep breath, deeper than I had ever drawn all my Life. I stared at Alpha Damon's face and when I saw that he stared back at me, I pulled my eyes away from him almost immediately.

Everyone knows they're just created fantasies, to entertain fictional stories lovers"he added, with a nonchalant enthusiasm. I forced my face into an unreadable mask, but inside, irritation clawed at me. He thinks of us as mere fictional entertainment. He had no idea what he was surrounded by. No idea that his own professor was a werewolf. No idea that about half of the students sitting in this class could shift at will. No clue that he was speaking to an Alpha. An Almighty one to be precise. And he laughed–laughed–at his own words, shaking his head like the mere thought of werewolves existing was absurd.

I remind him. “All the more reason to not die,” I smile. “Tony, he has both the reach and strength advantage. Plus, he knows my moves, so he knows yours too,” Alpha tells me. “He thinks he does, I have been working hard to be the best, I have moves you didn't teach me. I really wish you all would stop underestimating me,” I tell my Alpha, looking him in the eye. “I am getting tired of you all being so surprised when I act my age and responsibility level. At some point you all are going to have to realize I’m a fully grown wolf.”

This four-eyed beast was deliberately messing with me. “If I had known you were just going to turn me down,” I muttered through clenched teeth. “I wouldn't have embarrassed myself by asking you like some pathetic fool.” He didn’t even spare me a glance. His attention returned immediately to whatever he was scribbling on that paper in front of him. “I am an Alpha,” he said coldly. “Not a teacher who exists to educate you.” “I know you’re an Alpha,” I said. “But I genuinely want to learn how to read. Just like you.”

There are thousands of omegas out there, willing to accept your proposal, just pick and fuck someone else and that's it. "You're right…" said the alpha in a calm voice. "There's just one little problem... I don't give a fucking shit, the other omegas, I want you, I like you and everything I like I get, even if I have to kill for it" His big brown eyes watched her without a spark of hesitation, which let her know he was too serious for his bad luck. Camila stood petrified, watching his countenance gradually darken, he moved closer to her, grabbed her waist and kissed her lips in a leisurely manner.

It gave Ivy the chance to clear her mind. "Who is that man?" She asked curiously. "Alpha Rock? He is the Alpha of Alphas which means the strongest. His wolf is invisible but this is the first time I've seen him shift too," he explained. Now she understood the reason why disappeared, her mind cleared from the fog but turned anxious again. "Won't he hurt my sister?" "He's quite gentle towards women. He has a sister that he and his brother treat like a princess," Stock tried to analyse Rocks' nature.

The man who'd walked into a council meeting eighteen years ago with allies we hadn't known he'd built and a plan we hadn't known he'd had, came out the other side as Alpha of Red Hades while my father's body was still warm. He was fifty-one now. The photographs made him look it heavier through the jaw, grey at the temples. But the posture was the same particular way he occupied a chair like it had always been his. "An Alpha king," I said slowly, "being seen in public with a rogue." "It doesn't happen," Lewis said. "Not openly or repeatedly. Every Alpha with functioning political instincts keeps rogue contact buried deep. The fact that Edison isn't, well, " He stopped. "He's either very confi

“But this is different.” He folded his arms slowly. “If anything happens, we have the Alpha. We have strong wolves.” I shook my head immediately. “It’s not about strength.” Xavier looked at me carefully now. “What is coming is bigger than the Alpha.” The room became quiet after that. Even Xavier stopped moving. “Bigger than the Alpha?” he repeated slowly. “Bigger than this entire pack,” I said. I could feel my heartbeat rising again. “They don’t understand what’s coming.” Xavier stared at me for a few seconds like he was trying to decide if I truly believed what I was saying.

It seemed that he was not changing any time soon. " We are big on hierarchy. No matter your age, you are higher than us in rank. Everyone can feel your power." He said. I burst into laughter and stopped when I saw his serious face. "I've been walking around with a powerful sign on my forehead?" I asked. He shrugged. " Kinda, like that. I'd rather let the Alpha explain." He said and rose immediately. " What's going on?" I asked when he walked to the door. Was I facing another attack? I rose too.

He looked at me and ended the call with Cole like the conversation was already complete. "An Alpha knows what is best for his people," he said. His voice was completely even, like he was stating something as simple and settled as the weather outside, which, given the circumstances, felt like a terrible example. Then he added, almost as an afterthought, "And stop calling me professor. At least until resumption." I made a sound. It was not a word, just a sound, somewhere between a hiss and a sigh and something I would not be able to describe if someone asked me.