Ruthless Alpha Novels & Stories

, Ryan suggested. "You must be foolish, thinking that I would hand over my pack to you. Look at you, your not fit to even be an Omega, your rank is way lower mutt", Alpha Aiden insulted Ryan. Ryan was so furious and stabbed his knife into Alpha Aiden's chest, which made Alpha Aiden grunt in pain. "Dad?".

I was mesmerised by how intense his golden eyes looked as they seemed to pierce into my soul. Yet I had no idea what he thought I meant. "I— it's the least I can do for getting you in trouble with your colleagues—" He chuckled, cutting me off. "They are not my colleagues. They are my subordinates." I was at a loss for words. This meant that his Alpha title was really serious. "What does being an Alpha mean?" I asked when I could no longer hold myself back. He looked away from me and stared ahead. "My father would say that it's a position of power. No one can touch you once you establish your reign. You call the shots and everyone obeys."

This time is a little different though as I stare into Greta's eyes as we then say together, "ALPHA'S ARE ALWAYS RIGHT, THEY TAKE WHATEVER THEY WANT, WHENEVER THEY WANT, FROM WHOEVER THEY WANT, HOWEVER THEY WANT, NO MATTER WHAT... NO MATTER WHAT, NEVER EVER ARGUE WITH AN ALPHA AS THE PUNISHMENT IS SEVERE!!!..."

“What’s your name?” She didn’t answer. He crouched in front of her, every movement slow, lethal. “You’re trembling,” he murmured, brushing his thumb across her pulse. “Scared of me?” Liana slapped his hand away. “Stay the hell back!” His mouth twitched. Not quite a smile—more like a challenge accepted. Then, from behind them: howls. Multiple. Close. The man—no, the Alpha—snapped his head toward the sound, nostrils flaring.

“Remember, Eloane. Our pack operates on respect and compassion. Be certain of your claims before casting blame. Especially on those who already carry enough burdens.” Eloane’s face is still red, her anger evident, but she bows her head, muttering, “Yes, Alpha.” The Alpha looks around, addressing the crowd. “Return to your duties.” The crowd slowly disperses, and I release a long, quiet breath as the hallway empties. Eloane shoots me one last glare before stalking off, and I can feel the weight of the Alpha’s gaze on me, measuring, but… kind. I know I’ve won this round.

They can run, they can hide, but not for long. Alpha Bennett was a shrewd alpha. He wasn't all that just of course. He had a short temper and a tendency to yell and complain over the slightest of inconveniences. He banished and exiled any follower of his who dared question him. He was strong, his wolf even stronger. And his hatred for rogues was immeasurable.

A loud menacing growl tore from my chest resounding in all over the area, the growl of the Alpha. If even a hair from her head has been touched, I will first torture, then kill those motherfuckers!

But then, the devil incarnate who called himself a Beta that was acting in place of his Alpha wasn't willing to listen to him. "I'm sorry but Natalia is still young. She has spoken out of turn and I would do my best to make sure that she never acts in such a manner again." I heard my father, an Alpha, plead with a Beta. Such a pathetic thing to behold. Alphas were known to be respected all over ,not only in their packs but also from other packs . However, in the case of Alpha Talon, my father, the reverse was the case.

Against every law I lived by, despite every lesson I had carved into myself through blood and sacrifice, I had fallen for her. Me. Alpha Ryu. The ruthless, cold-blooded ruler of this Deadly Fang Pack. I had let myself love. A humorless laugh burst from my lips, broken and bitter. It echoed in the empty room, a sound far too close to a sob. I slammed my fist onto the solid oak desk, the wood shuddering under the force of the blow. Pain flared in my hand, but it was insignificant compared to the storm inside me. How had I, of all wolves, been so easily deceived? I was supposed to be smarter. Sharper. Untouchable. But somewhere between her laughter and her shy smiles, her fierce loyalty and her

"Strip! I want to see the colors of your pussies." The quivering shewolves shared a very quick glance at themselves, and immediately obeyed the Alpha by hastily peeling off their clothes. By then, the ruthless Alpha with a face as hard as a rock, but handsome, sadly, yanked down his pants, and while fishing for his manhood, his crazy eyes never wavered on those poor girls that would soon be murdered by Alpha Thorien's cock. . .