Punished By The Alpha Novels & Stories

Suddenly everyone got up from their chairs and I did the same, only this time the girl took me by the shoulder. -We are going somewhere else, don't worry, it's a safe place. I got a little nervous, every approach was very strange for me. I couldn't organize my thoughts, I hated being an alpha for me it was a responsibility I hated. Everyone expected me to take initiative and leadership for everything, so most of my life I said I was beta or omega. Now I was feeling that suffocating pressure again. [...] We left half an hour later from that place quite impatient. We didn't know what we would meet in the course of the trip.

How can this alpha trust me with his youngest and most vulnerable pups when I can’t even look at a newborn without getting slapped across the face in front of everyone back home? I can’t help but seek the comfort of their scent as Alpha Black and Alpha Lucas start arguing. Hearing their conversation, which is mostly about me, is quite difficult and my stomach is churning badly by the end of it. The only consolation from hearing their conversation is finding out that alpha withdrew his son’s ability to choose physical punishment. For that, I’m grateful. Physical punishment should never be the answer, not when it can be so easily abused.

“I'm sorry Alpha, I took her punishment too far. I accept any punishment you give me.” Alpha Xander had killed the last alpha so he could take over. The last alpha was a tyrant and a self centered bastard. Alpha Xander's ruthlessness in battle and he's shrewd mind made the pack to both fear him and respect him. “There are laws Carlson. No one is forced into a mating they don't want, you will be punished accordingly. As for the marks…” he leaned forward “...I will let it slide this time. There will be no next time.”

“If any of you dare to break the rules, you will face punishment that will make you wish you had never been born. And if you need an example, look at your Alpha now, chained like a dog in his own dungeon.” Gasps moved through the pack, and I saw fear settle into their eyes. Some lowered their heads, others stood frozen, their bodies stiff. I took a slow step forward, letting my gaze cut through them one by one. “As ruthless as I am, I do not harm the innocent. I will not starve you. I will not destroy your homes. The ones who will suffer are those who destroyed my own pack. That is why your Alpha suffers now. Not for what he did himself, but for what his father, Alpha Zeus, did to me and my

Ren explains patiently. “But what’s the lightest sentence?” “Lightest?” Ren raises an intrigued brow at me. “Yes. The lightest punishment possible.” I repeat. I feel that this wolf that went feral doesn’t deserve to be punished. He went through something really horrible and it makes sense to me that he raised hell on those who hurt him and even threatened his babies. BABIES! Who does that?! Those monsters deserved what happened to them! “For average wolves, the solitary confinement is the lightest punishment, but for an Alpha, especially one with a mate and children, it’s a bit more severe. And since an alpha takes care not only of his family but also the pack, it’s a bit more problematic.”

he said. “I would give you the grace of today, but you’d still be punished for fighting, and Abel, you too would be punished, and you know how excessive your punishment would be,” the Alpha said. I could see Abel bowing, and it kind of made me feel this wasn’t going to be good.

Ash commands the person in front of him as he pulls his pants back up and tucks himself in before turning to face me. I can finally see the person behind him. It's his new Beta, and he doesn't look happy. So this is how the Alpha punishes his people. He degrades them. The Beta winces with each step he takes out of the room, and I know the Alpha wasn't gentle on him. This time a look of disgust crosses my face when I look back at Ash.

"I’ve thought long and hard… Considering you are an Alpha… you are meant to be an example to this pack. An Alpha is meant to be what he wants his people to be; a role model for the youth of his pack. If the Alpha commits a crime, it is far worse. With this title comes great responsibility, one we must always uphold. As your Alpha, I sentence you to five hundred lashes with silver in public." My eyes flew open in shock. Five hundred?! That was worse than Dad’s! And in public? Why humiliate him? I looked at Uncle El, not missing the way his fist trembled by his side, or the way Aunty Red gripped his arm. This was hurting them too... Yet they were doing the right thing for the pack… A whisper o

“Your mother needs to be punished for disobeying me. She has never done anything like this before and after today she never will again.” My body started to tremble, my eyes scanned the crowd to see if someone, anyone, would speak up and stop this madness, but all I saw were scared faces looking back at me. “Let this be a lesson to you all,” Alpha Nolan spoke. “There is no room for disobedience in this pack. I stand for no disrespect,” he growled, gripping the whip tightly, twirling it around in his hands like it was a toy. “Give her something to bite. The last she-wolf who got whipped bit her tongue off,” the alpha admitted, gesturing to an omega who placed something inside Peaches’s mouth.