Nike Alpha Menace 4 Novels & Stories

"You failed your chance of saving yourself from your conscience and it's now my choice. We will kill all members of that rebel group to set an example to those who will even think of forming another group." It took a split second and the next thing everyone saw was the cruel Alpha pinned to the wall by a half-shifted me. I knew what he was going to do the moment he stood up but I did not stop Alaska. And now the almighty Alpha is faced with my very much pissed wolf. As Janus and Dennis could only stay rooted where they are and unable to move due to the amount of pheromones he's emitting. I bet those near the mansion can feel it by now.

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.

The man was strong in voice but lacked in size telling me he wasn’t ranked so should the need arise I knew I could take him out. “I’m Alpha Mykel Atwood to The Mountain Forest Pack and this is your Alpha, Lilith Atwood.” “Bullshit how could your pretty little Luna be our Alpha. Looks like she would be strong in the bedroom sure, but leading a pack? That job belongs to a man. His name is Alpha Tye.” “You know who we are now tell us who you are.” The men all laughed as the man holding the gun pushed it closer the barrel now touching my nose.

“I swear to god, I will punch you.” “I DARE YOU TO,” this time Titan thundered in his booming Alpha voice while my eyes glowed their bright golden. Zane looked conflicted before disappointment washed over his face. His face fell and his eyes lowered. “I am sorry, I crossed a line, Alpha” the beta looked genuinely upset with himself. “I just … I am sorry,” he sighed, his head hanging in shame.

Nathan flashes a huge, arrogant grin directly at my alpha frame. My thick hands instantly clench into tight fists the moment my eyes log the hideous, sleazy grin dominating Nathan’s mouth. This middle-aged wolf projects an incredibly slimy and menacing vibe on the rug. My core alpha instincts signal a massive red alert that his character brings nothing but toxic news to my den.

Tie game with thirty seconds left. The home crowd exploded. Jax grinned behind his cage as his new teammates slammed into him for a quick celly. But then it hit him. A scent cut through the sweat, ice, and popcorn like a blade. Pine, storm, and something darker. Alpha. Familiar in a way that made his knees weak. His head snapped toward the rival bench. Number 47. Captain of the Northern Howlers. Broad shoulders, powerful legs, helmet hiding most of his face. The alpha was staring straight at him.

What on earth was that man playing at? All these questions and more swirling around my head, not even Alma could come up with an answer, instead she'd retreated to the back of my mind. The thought of going against her Alpha didn't sit well with her, in all honesty it didn't sit too well with me either. I hurried through my shower and threw on the clean clothes from my sports bag, a simple white short sleeved body suit and black leggings, not caring that my long blonde hair was still dripping wet I shoved it up into a wet messy bun, slipped on my white trainers and made my way towards the exit of the changing rooms. Just as I reached out to pull the door it comes flying open, barely missing m

What crazy trick was the moon goddess playing on me today? I stood transfixed in the spot, my eyes never leaving Alpha Phineas. I had Heard a lot about this alpha. He was known as the "Fun Loving Alpha." He was a towering figure, standing at 6'4" with broad shoulders and a muscular build. He had chiseled features, with a strong jawline and piercing grey eyes that seemed to sparkle with mischief. His hair was a rich, golden blond, styled in messy spikes that gave him a carefree and devil-may-care appearance.

His world had just tilted as violently as mine. “One?” he asked carefully. I laughed. A harsh, humorless sound. “Four.” The silence that followed was deadly. “Four Alphas?” he whispered, horror threading every syllable. I finally turned to face him. “Yes, four fucking Alphas.” Tavian dragged a hand down his face. “That’s… that’s impossible. Alphas don’t share mates. They don’t share anything.” “I am aware of that,” I snapped. “Then what does this mean?”

She whispered, so only I could hear. “Why, thank you, Luna Amelia,” I kept my tone sweet. “It means so much to me to have your support.” Yeah, right… She breathed a low laugh. “Just keep your opinions to yourself. A lot is riding on this alliance. Smile and look pretty. That’s all you have to do. Can you manage that?” “Sure.” Unless something happens that I couldn’t possibly ignore. The four alphas, all devastatingly handsome with bodies that could put male models to shame, approached us. One had a scar running down the left side of his face, but it didn’t take away his good looks. I guessed their ages to be between Connor’s and Joel’s.