My Son Calls His Father Alpha Now Novels & Stories

Did he not know I wanted to know what was so urgent he had called me from my bed with my mate? “So, is having your mate going well son?” he asked me with an affectionate smile. The Alpha and my Dad had been close friends since childhood, and with my Dad being his Beta, the Alpha had always been in my life. He treated me like one of his own family. Hence, he forever referred to me as son, and me calling him Uncle. It wouldn’t seem right any other way now. “Has she settled well into the pack?” I assume the chat is not of major importance then…

Very slowly, the 26-year-old Omega peeked around the corner, and his eyes widened when they landed on his father lying on the ground. “Don't just stand there laughing at me; help your old man!” Reid said as he pushed everything aside. “I'm sorry! I thought I stacked everything neatly,” Kyle said between giggles as he walked down the hall and began picking things up. “You're not old! The Alpha will knock you on your ass if he hears you saying that!” Julian yelled from the kitchen. Sebastian tilted his head at those words, and Grayson saw the confusion. “My father is the Alpha, but my grandfather, my father's father, is still referred to as the Alpha. At least in this house,” Grayson said.

The look on his tells me that im not going to hear good news “ What? Tell me “ I push him. “let's go inside first “ we did “So, what is it?” “ The Rogue Alpha is the son of the an old Alpha that my parents were looking for, now the son is the one that took over the pack a few weeks ago” he say but what does that have to do with me? He must have seen the confusion on my face because he said” Well when the father was involved they would rob packs and not hurt anyone but the son is completely different, just two days ago they rob a pack and killed four members” “ So the son is more deadly than the father?” I ask him because that's just great.

I ask. “You come to my pack and you don’t know who I am?” the younger Alpha snarls. His father puts a hand on his arm. “Going feral will do that to you. I’m Alpha Liam, this is my son, Alpha Richard. Do you even know my daughter’s name?” I think for a moment. “Rea,” I say.

" But, you behave like Marcus, he always did occupy a great deal of physical space before he spoke. It is a common trait among the western Alphas. They mistake density for authority." Devon didn't pull against his chains. His jaw remained a hard, unyielding line, his eyes locked onto the King's pale face. "The man who raised me is the Alpha King of Silver Ridge. And he is my father in every way. He isn't a servant of your chancery, Alaric. And I am not a line item on your tax roll."

“You only lit one candle in my room. What do you think I did with the rest of my seven minutes?” Karin would often describe his son as rebellious. But Rowan only brushed it away and insisted that it was him being a perfectionist. A smile made its way on his father’s face. But he only snorted, rolling his eyes. “I’m glad you’re becoming more like me,” his father added. “More like an Alpha.” Rowan’s voice thundered, “Not all Alphas are like you,” he snarled like an actual wolf. But Alpha Karin just waved a hand in his direction.

He was a wolf who got an alpha on his knees with just a glare. Although his reputation as an alpha was harmed from that incident, Richard didn’t think badly of it. It was convenient when he needed to borrow a bad cop to teach his pups what not to do. Favian didn’t mind the look of fear and distance he shared with the pups. For the busy secretary, it was perfect. Richard felt slightly bad for villainising his batch brother, but Favian looked like he was enjoying the notoriety so all was well.

Hael “Send him in. I’d like a word with my son.” My father’s voice sounded from his office, never failing to incite a flash of rage deep in my bones. It turned my skin to sandpaper, making it all too unbearable staying locked in this fleshy form. Fan-fucking-tastic “Hael, Alpha would like a word with you.” Macon, my father’s Beta appeared from around the corner. I held back a dry laugh as I always did when I heard the three-hundred-and-fifty-pound man call my father ‘Alpha.’

’ Aidan asked. ‘If you insist’ Aidan and his dad stood up and left to discuss whatever this Alpha thing means. ‘Um what’s an Alpha?’ I asked Mrs. Lily. ‘He didn’t tell you about it?’ Alex asked. I shook my head. ‘Alphas are the leaders of the pack, they are passed on from father to son’ I nod my head in understanding. ‘And daddy is the Alpha of our pack’ Alex chirped in. ‘So he wants to pass it down to Aidan?’ they both nodded.

"I know remember everything Ash, you know it's really frustrating for Sam. He really don't want to do this but or Grandfather he just..." "He told him to call me otherwise your grandfather will make sure no one treat your disease, which actually don't exists in first place". Alex nod and he rest his head on his mate lap. "He really play dirty, him and my father they both play dirty. And it's all beacuse you are omega. Seriously Ash I want to kill my father" Ash chuck and smack his mate head. "You are not doing any other stupidity, you are not Apha of any pack now and our son needs his Papa, he is really happy and well behaved boy now."