Romance With Jealous Possessive Alpha Males Novels & Stories

But right now, it was so different, maybe, in Romeo's pack it was the opposite as the werewolves of his pack were making out in front of everyone. I felt a pang of envy as I watched the werewolves of Romeo's pack engaging in public displays of affection. In my pack, such behaviour was strictly forbidden during mating season. The alpha male would always issue a stern order for all werewolves to stay at home, especially the females. The reason was simple - during mating season, the urge to mate was so intense that it could cloud one's judgment. And if a female werewolf ended up mating with someone who wasn't her true mate, she would lose her chance to find her true mate forever.

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

I asked them and everyone shook their heads except for Missy who was giving me the death glare. “I have a question Alpha, you mentioned Lena, your mate that you rejected, what does she have to do with all of this?” She asked me, you see after I rejected Lena, everyone thought that I would make Missy my new mate because she is the strongest female shifter in the pack, but I never saw her that way and it pissed her off.

Allen is no alpha, maybe of alpha blood, but with his cowardice and scheming, I doubt he was ever truly a decent alpha. “We are rogues, numb nuts. We don’t got an alpha.” Jessica says. Her words surprise all three guys who blink at her and her friend giggles nervously. “Maybe we should go back to get some sleep, Jess.” “Nah, I want to hear what little slut Jessica thinks about the new guy.” “Hey!” the other chick says in shock. “Uncalled for, we aren’t sluts!”

Hah, like I am some prize, if they win it they rule the whole kingdom of werewolves. I move to my table set near the fire chamber, only to be welcomed by the sight of dozen of more proposal letters, " god when is this misery going to end," I sigh again running my hands through my hair," this is utterly ridiculous," I wonder these alpha males, how are they all still single haven't they found their mate? why the fuck all the alpha males are suddenly looking for arrange marriage, that too with me? Duh I know I am beautiful inside out, I know my worth but they ain't getting anything from here.

“Wait, are you jealous?” “No,” he said quickly, his jaw tightening. I grinned. “You so are. Admit it, Alpha. You were jealous of the coffee cart guy.” He stopped walking, turning to face me. “Fine,” he said, his voice low. “Maybe I was. You’re mine, Tamara. I don’t like anyone else getting your attention, even if it’s for a damn dog.” My heart skipped at the possessiveness in his tone. I stood on tiptoe to press a kiss to his lips. “You don’t have to worry. My attention is all yours Mr Alpha.”

The water completely drenched her attire, accentuating her curves more distinctly. Raphael did not do it out of love, but it was an alpha’s lust that was stronger whenever Winter was in his vicinity. His hand traveled to her back, pulling her close in his embrace. Winter was not an expert like him in kissing, so she only tried to imitate him a little. She moaned in her mouth when his hand caressed her lower back. Winter, then realized it was not Raphael. He despised her and whatever happening at that moment because of his alpha wolf. She decided to pull away, but it was too tough to get away from his grip.

The court had not risen. Even as the fire burned low and the circle’s scent turned thick with salt, sex, and prophecy, not one wolf dared move. The sky still hadn’t returned her stars. And Jasmine hadn’t blinked. She stood in the center, barefoot in ash and blood, hips flushed with the bruise of Roger’s grip and thighs slick with his seed. Her chest rose in slow, deliberate rhythm... not from breath, but from control. Moonlight glazed her skin like a second sweat. She had taken their alpha. She had fucked him into prayer. And still... it wasn’t enough.

“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.”

The moment the words leave her mouth, a sudden, hot flash of pure possessiveness surges through my veins. My jaw tightly clenches, and my fists ball up at my sides. The very thought of another alpha sitting in a private room with my wife, looking at her and trying to slide his way into her life, makes my inner wolf roar with jealousy. I want to ride out to the town lodge right now and tear Julian’s throat out for even breathing the same air as her. But as I look down at Desiree, the hot anger inside me suddenly melts into something incredibly soft and warm.