Romance Novels With Possessive Alpha Males Novels & Stories

I needed an Alpha soon, someone who could finally ease the throbbing need. Dan and I were never a good match. He was a Beta, and I was an Omega. An Omega needs an Alpha, yet I married Dan for his wealth. He was one of the top millionaires in the pack, powerful and respected. I know it was greedy, but could you really blame me? I came from nothing, from a home where every meal was a struggle. I wanted more, a life of comfort, luxury, and security. The Alphas I met back then before I married Dan were either broke or far below the standard I dreamed of.

“She's just a worker. She used to be my PA.” Daven stared at her again. “You had such a beautiful PA and you sold the company? She would have been mine.” “You'll say no such!” Alpha Makael thundered. “She's a hybrid.” It didn't matter to Daven. He had dated hybrids, humans, and wolves. Whatever stigma was in werewolf city had been erased from his head the moment he stepped out. “It doesn't matter,” he responded, ignoring his father's warning. “As long as she's beautiful.”

“I like to run through the forest in my wolf form. I wasn’t planning on stopping here but then I saw you and thought it looked secluded enough that I could work my charm on you and get in your pants.” I widened my eyes, not knowing how to respond. He chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’m joking! Anyway, one of the first rules of being alpha is don’t screw around with pack members. Just makes things really messy!” I began to relax. “What are some other rules of being alpha?” “Well, let’s see, make sure you walk around shirtless as much as possible so that your abs can be admired, and don’t think I didn’t catch you looking”—he winked at me—“and don’t let drunk girls embarrass themselves falling over at

she countered. "Boring? Your defense is weak," I spat. "You want to use me to make history as the wolf who killed his mate and worse an alpha. You drive me insane, you push me and expect me not to react?" I said through my teeth as I stood closer to her than I was before. I locked my gaze on her. Her dark brown eyes looked different staring at them closely; a good different but I shrugged it off as I refused to let that be a distraction. "You badly want me to chop off your head. You disrespect me. You speak to me rudely forgetting that I am your alpha now and your husband," I chided.

Spending thirty minutes to an hour alone with my books would get me through a month or two of struggles. "Yes" she finally answered. Raising my head I kept my gaze fixated on her hands, the new bracelet that hung at her wrists unmissable. The Alpha must have gifted it to her as a compensation. Most often Luna would catch her husband with his mistress and immediately get offended. It was common for Alphas to have mistresses, most often it would be mandatory. But Luna hated the idea of sharing her husband with anyone else, be it his mate-only mistress Gertrude. She was honestly the sweetest person I had ever met. She never interfered in pack matters to let herself be known, she understood find

I haven't been craving it. Sure, I had fun in my teenage years, I wasn't a monk, but I didn't need sex and, more importantly, I've never wanted a relationship. Since I started my Alpha training at 20, I have completely strained from women and any type of relations with them. I needed my head screwed on hard. I wanted to focus on becoming the strongest in our state. Packs in Washington state are known for their strength and relentlessness, but most of them are very closed and stray from alliances. They barely even compete in the annual Wolf Games.

he panted, falling to his knees before her. All rational thinking disappeared as he reached for her, unable to resist sinking his nose between her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent to calm his wolf. Alpha Mason stared down at Melissa, he lifted his fingers to gently tilt her head, ensuring she was looking into his eyes. “I have found my mate, after searching for all these years. That is more important, there will be no engagement. I have found my true Luna.” Melissa shook her head, what is he saying? Does he not know?

She walked up to them and sat down beside Nican, she held him in his hands and said "And who said you would rip off your father his title? An Alpha is an Alpha forever, it can't be taken away, and you don't have to be afraid, you have me and your father, you also have two grandfathers, Aiden and Vella, and now you have Mira, you would build up a family with her one day" Kate tried to persuade him "That's the reason why I don't need to be an Alpha, I want to be there for Mira always, she is a weak werewolf, and am the only one she has aside from her mother"

Arka’s palm, rough from heavy basketball calluses, felt like sandpaper burning straight through Bima’s nerves. Bima arched his back, letting out a low, desperate moan. Arka’s dominance was always like this—rough, possessive, yet completely addictive. "Arka ... the smell ... your shirt drove me crazy all day ...." "Oh, really?" Arka pulled the shirt down violently from Bima’s shoulders, letting it hang uselessly at his elbows. He stared down at the reddish marks he’d left on Bima’s skin on the balcony in Chapter 12, then attacked the spot again with a small, sharp, possessive bite. "Now you get to feel the owner himself, not just the scent."

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