Not My Alpha Novels & Stories

He rolled his eyes "for the record, this pack is nothing but little. Second, its our pack, not my pack, delta." He said the Last one with emphasis just to irritate her. "Whatever. I'll be back tomorrow, or the next or next week or next month or next year. Whenever" she said, her hand ready on the door knob. "So, who am i gonna, you know...." "I don't. Get a cheap girl, will you?" She opened the door, letting herself brush past the beta, touching him just a little. He closed his eyes, but opened them and smiled a little, before making way for the Alpha.

My Alpha: I miss you. My heart fluttered. I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face. Me: I miss you too. My Alpha: How much? I stared at the screen, biting back a laugh. Me: Very much. My Alpha: That's not an answer. I laughed. Me: I missed you all day. His reply came almost instantly. My Alpha: Better. I shook my head. He was impossible. Me: Are we going to meet today? I asked. My Alpha: Surely. Later.

were the only words that escaped from my mouth as I gave him the best smile I could come up with. An Alpha should always be strong. They should never show any weakness. You are not meant to be an Alpha. How can you call yourself an Alpha when you have no wolf? He doesn’t have a wolf and rely on a wheelchair, why should he be the Alpha? Men don’t cry, they don’t cry especially because of a girl. He should have just died.

I needed to know her. Alpha drove through the checkpoint and made his was through the village making sure to drop spohie off at the house, with a quick hug and a wave good bye Sophie was gone. Alpha Jackson eyed me in the mirror then asked 'what did you hand Trinity?' 'My name and number' I answered With a hint of shame I explained to Alpha that at college, I realised I was interested in women as much as I was interested in men. This news seemed to ammuse the alpha. It almost seemed like it was turning him on.

Alex growled, his eyes glowing gold. The other alpha's eyes grew wide, and he immediately got up and off the bar stool and backed away. "I'm sorry, Alpha." "What's your name?" Alex growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't ever want to see you at my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out to the club. Alex turned his attention to Ash and could see how tense he was. Alex closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Ash once more.

"Let me start from the beginning. When I was a child, I was close to my mother. We would do everything together. She was my best friend. But my father was a cruel man. He abused my mother. He would get drunk and beat on her when he got home. I would yell at him to stop. Beg him. But my mom told me it was okay and to go to my room. That everything will be okay in the morning. Of course, she never had bruises the next morning because she was a beta, and although betas heal slower than alphas, they do heal quite fast. I always knew what was happening. From the screaming and my mom...my mom begging my father to stop He never did. She couldn't ever get away. He was an alpha. He was stronger. The

"Yes, and that's the fucking problem. It clearly says on the engraving that the owner is Alpha Lenox, the youngest of mad Alpha's triplets. Have you heard of them?" "I think I have heard something about the mad Alpha," I shrug. In school, we hear a lot about the different Alphas of all the shifters, but I've never paid attention to the ones who aren't cat shifters. I couldn't care less who they are or what they do.

“I’m Hycinth. Alpha of the Gypsy Pack.” “Already?” “What?” “I mean you’re already the Alpha of your pack? Didn’t that happen after we met in the Highlands?” He stared at me. “Have we met before?” “Oh, I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else,” I explained. “So, you never went to work in the Highlands?” “Why would I? I’m an Alpha. We don’t work. Where are you from?” “Uh… I don’t remember,” I lied. “Why did that Beta attack you?”

"Letting off some steam. My alpha has been getting on my nerves these past few days." "Mind telling me who your alpha is?" He sighed and clogged down the contents of his beer. "Alpha Redd. I am his beta." The bottle slipped from my hands. "That jerk?"

She wasn’t Alma, and she wasn’t Felix. Which meant, through no fault of her own, she was a life to be traded in for theirs. They both sip back, half their flutes downed as they both look at me as I toss my drink into the sink. “Are you not joining us?” The alpha asks, as his hand moves to his neck, making a throat clearing sound. I don’t answer, I just turn my back on them as I place my hands down on the back bar work top, gripping onto it for strength.