Nike Alpha Menace 3 Shark Novels & Stories

“I killed the men who looked at me funny. So, I took their packs and became alpha. Does that answer your question?” The room suddenly went quiet, everyone’s eyes shifting to him. But Orion continued. “And if you value your pathetic eyes. You’ll stop ogling her,” he said, turning his attention to me. “What? I was… how dare you…” Alpha Shane stuttered. My entire body went still, heat rushing to my cheeks. “Orion…” I whispered “Are you threatening me?” Alpha Shane asked, slamming his palm on the table, and everyone just watched. “No, I’m not. If I were, I would have plucked out your right eye. Right now?” He paused, then sat back in his chair.

They supported me for who I am, which my mate could not do. Alpha William was three years older than me. Two years ago, he lost his wolf as a rogue attacked his pack and killed his mate. He told me that he went through depression at that time, but was able to overcome it because of his family and his friends who constantly supported him. I really look up to him for his good attitude and determination.

But everyone else was looking at the man beside her. Levi Alexander Vance. He didn't just walk into the room, he commanded it. He was tall, with broad shoulders and dark hair that fell slightly into his eyes. He wore a sharp black suit, but it couldn't hide the raw, brutal power radiating off him. He looked less like a prince and more like a monster who had learned how to wear clothes. His eyes were a piercing, icy blue, and they didn't hold a single drop of warmth. As he looked over the crowd, people actively stepped backward, bowing their heads to avoid his gaze. The air grew heavy, thick with the suffocating pressure of an Alpha.

Nat replied. A sinister smile crept across Alpha Kendrick's face as he thought of Maya. He spat on the ground in disgust, holding his head in frustration. "Ahhhhh!" he screamed, feeling the weight of mockery in his bones. He laughed bitterly at the humiliation he had endured, vowing to repay them tenfold for the disgrace.

They are amused at the sight of me. Alpha Kenn shoves me up against his chest, like a rag doll, and I frown at the metallic, iron stench emitting off of his warm body. He latches onto me like a trophy and the crowd smiles and hollers with victory, with pride. "I have retrieved my Luna," Alpha Kenn cheers to the crowd, like a newly wedded King. "Where is my dear old friend, Alpha Tate?" One man from the bunch steps forward, nearly naked, and my eyes roam around me, watching the circling wolves. One, a large, dark brown beast, has black fabric between its teeth. Man against wolf, how cruel.

"Marcus, look at me! It’s Nash! I’m your Alpha!" The Beta, a large black wolf with a distinctive white patch on his chest, didn't hesitate. He didn't blink. He lunged from the side, his powerful jaws clamping onto Nash’s thigh. Nash roared, a sound of pain and fury, as the teeth sank deep. He didn't shoot. He didn't use the knife at his belt. He grabbed Marcus by the scruff of the neck, straining to pull the wolf off, his biceps bulging, sweat pouring down his face.

Black dress shoes, slacks, and a black dress shirt with the top four buttons left undone, revealing just a hint of the muscular chest the fabric stretched across. This was obviously the Alpha. Not only does André resemble him, but he is radiating power. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his gaze settled sharply on me. It was not the eyes of a man I looked at it; it was a beast. His wolf’s vivid yellow eyes had honed in on me like a predator who’s found its prey.

she smiled at him, her sharp fangs lit up. “then you must have met with some shitty wolf, we here, we are merciless and you are a small little thing, I don’t know why I am tolerating you,” Alpha said, closely watching her. She was wearing a white tank top with skinny shorts. The sweat on her neck was making Alpha horny. He could already feel himself getting hard again.

Reality sank into her when she realized that she was naked only in her bra and panty Elena pushed him with all the strength she have and try to hide from her hands. Zane was looking at her with lust written all over his face “What the fuck is wrong with you” Elena shouted at him and Zane chuckled “You look more good without clothes,” Zane said with a sinister smirk on his face “You are the worst man that I have ever seen in my life,” Elena said to him with a disgusted look. Elena didn’t know what she should do now, an alpha male was looking at her and her body was vulnerable

He struggled underneath the Alpha's hold. "Well Josh, it's goodbye to you too.." He said as he held out his hand. His Beta placed a cold metallic weapon on his hands. A gun. Usually, werewolves don't need to use such weapons, but the Alpha loved the torment it brought. He stood once again, stepping hard on the man's chest. The man still struggled, screaming. The Alpha pointed the gun straight to the man's forehead. Once his hand was securely wrapped around the black weapon, he pulled the trigger. The bullet flew straight into the man's forehead, silencing him, for good.