Place The Musk To Lure The Alpha Novels & Stories

he says as he scrunches up his nose. He looks at me knowingly, and I purse my lips and avoid eye contact. "Both of us?" Mavy asks and shoots me a glance. "Mavy must have rubbed off on me Alpha." Alpha's are bigger, better, and their senses are 10 times stronger than the average wolf. I know he could see through my lie. "Hmm..." Alpha Joshua murmurs. He seemed to be mulling something over as Mavy ripped open the bag of chocolates.

Now that option is no longer available. I was unable to take the chance. If she felt the pull, she might not understand it. Young wolves did not always manage mate instincts well on their first day. She could turn toward me. She could pose inquiries. She could gaze at me with those eyes like she did before when she needed something repaired. I couldn’t fake not experiencing it as well. No. I required space. I directed my focus toward a mechanic. He glanced up puzzled when I summoned him. "Bring my bike from Enid " I instructed, attempting to maintain my Alpha demeanor.

My hands trembled slightly as I set the plate before him, the scent of the food mingling with his own intoxicating alpha musk—earthy, commanding, making my omega instincts stir despite myself. "Wine, Alpha," I murmured softly, pouring the deep crimson liquid into his goblet. My fingers brushed the edge of the table, close enough to feel the heat radiating from his body. I shouldn't have looked up. I knew better. But something pulled at me, that desperate loneliness clawing for just a glimpse of connection. My eyes flicked upward, locking onto his.

Two rogue wolves from a broken pack near the ash-lands had spent the last six hours fighting over a moldy heel of rye bread just ten paces from my boots, their low, vibrating growls bouncing off the damp oak beams. "Keep your fangs in your mouth, rogue," one hissed, his eyes flashing a volatile, sickly yellow in the dim light. "Or I'll tear that scarred ear right off your skull." "Try it, whelp," the other bared a row of yellowed, serrated teeth, his chest heaving as the thick, aggressive stench of his Alpha musk flooded the immediate air, competing with the stagnant rot of the hold. "The Alpha isn't down here to save you today."

I chipped in a smirk creeping on my lips. With that, all of us took out stance and chose our rendezvous point. I took a stance and started stripping my clothes off so did the others. Sooner we were all naked and then we all transformed into our wolves to begin the chase. "Let's see who brings back the biggest game" I grinned at them before letting my wolf out. They did also and we all leaped into different directions. I was big and faster than I should be. I was the Alpha so surpassing them in ability was highly recommended and granted by the moon goddess.

“Some of them, Alpha,’’ she put her hand on my shoulders and accidentally kicked down the inventory that was still in my hands. I knew exactly what she was doing. I wanted to stop her. To kick her down or to take her life for this waste of time. Yet something inside of me was just curious to see what new tricks of seduction she had learnt. How far would her desperation go? Bending down seductively, she made sure that I had a full view of her cleavage, before coming back up. “Most of them are really dressed as very sexy Maidens and even Warriors. Which do you prefer, alpha Ryan?’’ I had never been more disgusted about anything my entire life. There were days where that would have turned me on

Two days have passed since the I got rejected. I haven’t seen Marionette or her friends on campus, nor does my mate. I was busy doing my assignment in the library when I heard these five, she-wolves talking. “Have you heard? Our future alpha will be studying here.” “Duh? Obviously, cause Marionette is here. What should we expect?” “But I also heard that our future alpha’s mate belongs to this pack.” “Seriously?!” Four of them shouted.

I could have just gone home, but it would be a waste coming down here without doing anything, so I decided to drown my frustration in drinks until she approached me. At first, I was confused when she approached me. I hadn't requested anyone's company, so why was she here? I was about to order my bodyguards to get her out of my sight, as I wasn't in the mood to do anything anymore. But then, I caught her scent. It was sweet, like freshly harvested honey mixed with pine needles. I've never been fond of sweet fragrances, but hers was different. The more I breathed it in, the more I realized what it meant. My instincts stirred, recognizing the scent of my mate.

"I have provided you with my blood, thus with my entire genetic makeup, do with it as you please. But also remember that not all rogues can be redeemed. The antidote works on a very rare set of rogues, those who have yet to give in completely. In other words, the ones who still do not smell like wet dogs." I watched the interactions among the Alphas and the silent battle of wits going on around me. Half of their discussion went right over my head, but from what I could gather, I think none of them trusted Alpha Krimson. Honestly, he did kinda give off that power-hungry tyrant kind of vibe, but who was I to judge other people? I was practically just a lab-rat, who was being experimented on.