Red Riding The Alpha Novels & Stories

Rhett sent quietly. Waverly you got red? Aldric said already knowing. Yeah I got the bitch. Waverly growled. There are four leaders, like four generals. Red, white, steel, and black. We never could find out who the actual Alpha was but i alway felt like it was the black wolf. Once he showed up everything got worse. Red is a female and ruthless. She is known for dismembering. Steel is sneaky and will attack you when your back is turned. White, white goes for the kill. Don't play around. We only know their wolf forms. Aldric said his eyes were still on the dead wolf.

“Welcome to Crimson Crown Hotel. I’m Gamma Reid. I’ll escort you to your suite.” Before I can respond, Alpha Ryder beside me steps forward, his tone cool and commanding. “Is her looking like someone you have seen going to be a problem?” His voice cuts through the air like a blade, sharp with authority. Gamma Reid straightens immediately, eyes flicking between us. “Of course not, Alpha. I meant no offense.” Alpha Ryder's eyes remain locked on the Gamma a beat longer than necessary then he turns to me, his expression softening just enough to contrast the steel in his voice. “Lead the way.”

Alpha King Dantes smiled thriftily while motioning to his Gamma to take the seat in front of him. “Gamma Reden, I would like you to know first a very important thing about Wynaly,” Alpha King Dantes’ introduction, which totally caught the full interest of Gamma Reden. “I will be silently listening to you, my Alpha King,” Gamma Reden bowed his head and focus his attention on everything that has been being laid down to him by Alpha King Dantes about his mate, Wynaly. When the Alpha King finished talking, Gamma Reden’s expression was full of heart and in complete gloom. He felt so much pity for his mate that he wanted to run to her and enclose her in his arms while telling her that everything w

“Why do we fight?” “For Carnage! For supremacy! For death! For my Alpha!” A wide smirk appeared on the Alpha’s lips, the air shifted, turning electric as the Alpha’s eyes flared crimson, showcasing an alien power infused within him. “And who is your Alpha?” “ALPHA DUNCAN REDCLAW!”

Showing their power and wealth and eminding everyone of their importance. The lead carriage rolled to a stop in front of the pack house. The door opened and an Alpha stepped out. More Alphas emerged from the other carriages. I recognized most of them from previous meetings, Alpha Marcus of the Silverwood Pack, Alpha Helena of Oakridge, Alpha Thomas of Riverside. But it was the last Alpha to emerge that made my blood run cold. He stepped out of the final carriage with the confidence of someone who knew exactly how good he looked. His red hair was longer than I remembered, tied back in a style that emphasized his sharp features. His eyes—those distinctive red eyes—scanned the assembled crowd b

I ask him. “Wendy is none of your concern. I need a mate and a fated mate has fallen into my lap; therefore, I will not be rejecting you this evening,” the mystery Alpha says. “Well Alpha you have a little problem from what I can tell. I am only interested in a relationship with a man, not a man and his “friend”” I say using air quotes around friend. “I only need a mate in name, Red. I will not be getting rid of Wendy anytime soon,” he says confidently.

If what my father told me was true, then I should try it. ‘I AM VALERIE RED, from the Crimson Night pack, I seek shelter in your pack, in return, I will be the Alpha warrior representing your pack,’ I spoke, looking at him. ‘Eye contact is the key to achieve success,’ my father said, especially with werewolves, and he couldn’t have been wrong.

And I see blood drip in a thin rivulet from his closed fist, dotting the carpet in scarlet circles. “That fucking snake. I should’ve known.” The Beta lifts his gaze. “What shall I do with the rest of them, Alpha?” And I see the Alpha close his eyes for the briefest second before opening them again. His eyes are the haunting color of the deadliest desert. I had never seen such a shade in my life, ever before. “Leave them alive. There isn’t a second to waste.” “We go South.”

My hands reach the air as if something in the space can help me escape. This is the most terrifying moment of my life. Having the rogue Alpha on my heels. Less than a minute later, the frigid wind hit me. His presence slams against my ribs like a thunderbolt, and the next thing I know, my feet leave the ground. My back slams against a tree bark. The rough impact knocks all the air out of my lungs. His thick, veiny, muscular hand collars my neck, tight, firm, and deadly. I meet his eyes. They’ve turned the deepest shade of red. Red eyes Alphas are rare, the kind anyone should run from because they are more than dangerous.

She dragged me to the huge bed in the center of the room and I hadn’t even settled down completely when she brought up her favorite topic. “You’re just in time!” She exclaimed excitedly. “Have you met the Alpha of the Dark Rader pack? Oh my! He's surely one to drool over. I met him last week, he came over, he and Jahdiel had something to talk about, which I didn’t care about. He was a handsome hunk of a man, tall, he's even got a beard! I love them bearded. And he winked at me.” She put her hands to her breasts and stared up at the ceiling with a dreamy smile. “He winked at me.” “Melissa, let’s talk about something a little bit more important.” I said, keeping the impatience I felt out of my