Night Fury Alpha Novels & Stories

BACK IN CAVERN KINGDOM. Nika crouched down on her knees as she recalled everything that has happened to her starting from the day she was supposed to be engaged to Raphael and now this…this.. How can people she called her parents,her own blood tell her to spend a night with that ruthless Alpha. Even if he was a ruthless and dangerous man, couldn't her parents at least fight for her?They didn't even give it a second thought before accepting to give her to him.

But now their Alpha has been killed, don't they care? A slow rage started to build up in him, when someone shouted, "That's enough Alpha, we forgive him. Please, put him out of his misery." 'Say what??? - Alpha?' Ryan's eyes went wide, 'She is here?' He searched the crowd, frantically and zoned in, on a pair of forest green eyes looking intently at him. He couldn't see the face but recognized him. He started walking towards Ryan, "Night-Fury... Give them Hell," he commanded.

His shoulders were slumped after losing his only daughter. But the malicious fire of revenge in his black orbs was drastically different from his distressed look, he was glaring dangerously at Vincent. A sliver of dread touched my spine as my mate’s grave illness flashed across my mind. That poison was an example of the Nightfall Pack’s ability to destroy their enemy. Unfazed by the tension hung in the air, Vincent spoke calmly. “I think you are here for an important business, Alpha Benjamin.” A low, deterred growl escaped from Alpha’s mouth as he reigned over his feral wolf with great struggle and bowed, baring his neck in submission.

I preferred to feel my enemies' blood on my hands, or better yet, on my fangs. I hated the feeling of being cornered, of not having control over every detail. This plan couldn’t fail; there was no room for error. An innocent life was at stake. The life of the son I hadn’t even known existed until now. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the exhaustion. Last night had been awful. Nightmares tormented me, and my control over my transformations was growing weaker. Nick entered the room with a deep sigh. "We have the location where they might be keeping the boy, my Alpha."

It was gone too fast to name. “Is that so?” His voice was low and rough, like smoke over gravel, and it did something dangerous to my stomach. “Yes. That’s exactly so.” I was rambling now, couldn’t stop myself. “I don’t even know what the Alpha looks like. Could be hideous. Could have three heads and breath like a sewer. Doesn’t matter. I have dreams that don’t include being a crippled man’s glorified incubator, so here we are. Here I am. Talking too much because I’m nervous and—”

I grip the edge of the bar so hard my fingers go numb. I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. I can barely breathe knowing she’s out there and I’m stuck in this filthy bar like a coward. But I’m not done. Not yet. I don’t care what the Alphas say. I don’t care if they threaten me or hunt me. If something happens to her—if Kane lays even a finger on her—I will rip through his pack, every damn wolf, until I bring her home or die trying. So I gulp another shot. Not to forget. Not to numb.

the beta in questions daughter in so little. Nudity in packs is not an unusual thing but I preferred what was mine to stay mine. I was definitely not comfortable walking around in my birthday suit like some and I didn’t see that changing ever. Just as I reach the door handle I hear muffled male voices and turn. A group of the Alphas were in the hallway. One of them taller than the rest, catches my eye, their jaw clenching. They return their attention to the group and redirect them in the opposite direction. I step in the bathroom and try to think where I had seen him before. He was taller than the rest, tan with rock solid muscle. Intimidating to look at and that’s saying something consider

The air around them grew heavier, thick with tension and the scent of blood. The moon glowed faintly red, half-veiled by clouds, as if the heavens themselves were holding their breath. The Alpha of Nightfang let out a guttural snarl that shook the trees. His bones cracked, his muscles tore and reformed; fur as dark as pitch burst through his skin. Within seconds, a massive beast stood before them — taller than any wolf in the region, his fur rippling with veins of shadow and his eyes burning with molten crimson fury.

He resembled a wounded beast, driven to the brink of madness by his grief and rage. "Blast!" Another deafening sound reverberated through the air, causing my ears to ring. It was then that I realized the gravity of the situation and fled for my life as the humans launched a relentless assault, sparing no wolf in their path. Suddenly, I witnessed the Alpha charging towards the enemy with his beta by his side, a fierce determination burning in his eyes. "For my pack!" he roared, his voice laced with dark resolve. In that moment, it was clear that the Alpha had forsaken reason, consumed by a burning desire for vengeance against those who had taken his Luna, his beloved mate.

No problem, it is on the way. "Alpha? Werewolf? What are you talking about? Sorry for asking this but are you drunk Dr. Long or did you read too many paranormal books? Werewolves do not exist."Chloe asks and laughs out. She is cute and she thinks it is a joke but she will see it with her own eyes. "Werewolves exist and the two men behind me are both werewolves. Mason Russell is the Alpha and Dario Bianchi is his Beta."Doctor Long answers to her honestly but Chloe just snorts.