Nike Menace Alpha Elite Novels & Stories

However, he was so gentle with me. “Same. Nika threatened that she would take over if I didn’t have the balls to come here.” His lip quirked up with that bit of information. I could tell that he was a fan of Nika. I was a fan of Neo, so we were in the same boat there. “I’ve never met a single person who has more balls than you. Fuck. You even completely emasculated a God. You’re one tough Alpha, beauty.”

I said, playfully defending myself. “It is true that you didn’t go anywhere, but that doesn’t mean that you weren’t drunk” Alpha Nathan teased “this dress should cover the bruise on your back, and I don’t recommend wearing heels if they’re going to hurt you. I’ll go shower and get ready. Call me out if you need anything…” *******************************

Under the moonlight, Celia was certain that this was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. He had coal–black hair falling over his face. His striking features were perfectly symmetrical, his deep set eyes a dull red, and he had just the right amount of stubble to give him a rugged edge. Celia felt a sharp tug in her chest, but it left as quickly as it came, so she ignored it. The newcomer surveyed the area till his eyes fell on Nicholas. He smiled. It was both dazzling and sinister. “You’re the Alpha. It’s great to finally meet you.” He slowly strolled towards Nicholas. “I am Marcel.”

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.

Some might have a better future for us. ‘I highly doubt that.' At this point, hoping and praying for something better than the truth is just foolish. The door opens and the Alpha steps into the room. I turned and froze. Standing at an imposing height, the Alpha is the embodiment of raw power and effortless dominance. Muscles ripple beneath his bronzed skin, every movement exuding an unshakable confidence that demands obedience. His face is a sculpted masterpiece— sharp, angular cheekbones, a strong, square jawline, that speaks of unspeakable danger.

"Uhh...no?" "Then you must know that these are the locker rooms of the Alpha-Beta athletes, yeah?" The attractive Alpha raised his brow as he walked further into the room. He stopped in front of a locker not too far off from where Allie was sitting and let his black Nike bag slide to the floor carelessly. Then he turned around again, facing her with crossed arms.

with that Alpha Marcus told us to mingle, and get some food. I slowly stepped further into the yard. I see one of the alphas approaching me with a huge smile on his face. He was built like the other alphas, had a unique olive tone to his skin, jet black hair, and brown eyes. He was no doubt gorgeous. "Hello Miss Miller! I am Alpha Niko of the Silver Creek Pack! Finest Warriors in the country! Mate to Vivian Drasus!" He was beaming with pride and his smile was absolutely infectious! It's hard to picture this loveable smiling hunk of a man in front of me in scary fierce warrior mode. Touching my elbow, my father tell me that he will go grab us a couple plates. Thanking him, I watch him drift t

He didn’t turn his head to look at me, “about 3 years if you survive it, the final test is fighting the Alpha with your wolf and he doesn’t go easy on you when he does, he’ll leave his mark.” My eyes went wide, “his mark, what does that mean?” His chuckle was light, “mine is the tip of my ear, he bit it off completely, my hair covers it so no one see’s it, observe the elite’s we all have a piece he has taken to prove that none of us are without flaws.” “I have observed the elites there are no women in your squad, I’ll be the first one,” I said with as much confidence as I could muster after hearing what he just said.

Respect your fucking Alpha. Ugh.

asked Glenda and the prisoner denied. “They are not shared with the elite,” the prisoner replied with a smile. “The Alpha is so paranoid that he only talks about it with the Beta and the witch. They are his support.” And his greatest weaknesses, Selene said. We asked him more questions and then let him rest, and then when we got home, Glenda looked at me with some restrained fury. “That kind of person deserves to die,” she said, annoyed. “It turns out that Alpha is more cunning than anyone else.”