Scarred Alpha Novels & Stories

Rejected from childhood only an Omega, especially a weak Omega like me knows how it feels. "We ain't weak..." Scarlet whimpers in my head, "Scar….why can't we be like others?…..I'm tired…." I cried out, Scar was also in pain as only her whimpers ls all I could hear in my head. I was still in pain when I saw a reflection from the mirror. I looked closely and gasped…..it's the Alpha, immediately I turned around to see him standing behind me in his glory. But when his deeds and action resurface in my mind, I forcefully looked away, knowing I'm just a piece of trash to him he wanted nothing to do with me, I staggered to stand up I was tired and had no strength, I knew I couldn't continue to stay

He reached his hand out and touched the scar on her neck and she felt a sharp pain shoot through her body. He met her eyes and smiled. "Don't worry. That will fade away quickly, along with the unfortunate and painful side effects. Especially now that you're effectively a human. Luca's fortunate he didn't allow his little whore to mark him." Stella hissed in a breath through her teeth as she heard Alpha Harding begin to chuckle.

The Alpha of the black blood pack? I've heard rumours about him. I heard he is cruel, a vengeful ghost, a dreadful being. I heard he was the incarnate of the devil himself. "I can't marry the black blood Alpha. You can keep me in the dungeon, please Alpha" I cried. The Alpha walked down from his throne towards me. I thought he was going to hit me but, he squatted to my level and touched my chin. "Amelia, you are useless to me and this pack. No one will ever accept to be your mate, this is your one chance to be married. Don't flop it" he said.

“My brother… he's an Alpha. Shouldn’t that mean he will recover faster?” The doctor nodded slightly, but his expression remained serious. “Yes, being an Alpha will certainly help with his recovery. His wounds will heal better than most, but... not completely. Some of the scars, especially the deeper burns, will remain… visible.” I felt my heart sink at the words. “Visible?”

Even after that, I kept on looking into the mirror, hoping against hope that the scars would fade off, even if it wasn’t all, I hoped that a part of it would would fade off, but after years of checking and no improvement, I stopped looking into the mirror. It had been years since I looked into the mirror last and to see that most of the scars on my face has cleared off and it was just a few more hope and luck until the entire thing fade off. I looked at Alisha, my gaze shifted to Sophia, to Lucy and back to Alisha, my eyes filled to the brim with tears, I wished for this day, I hoped that this day would come and it finally did. Alisha’s hand swung across my shoulder and she pulled me to hers

An injury from an alpha would never close up, it gave me even greater satisfaction to see how easily he looked like what he was on the inside. A befitting scar. "Don't worry, those will heal into proud scars," he purred in a sickening tone. "Permanent reminders of your pointless struggle before I utterly break you," His words rolled off his tongue like it was a sonata, one that would of course make my ears bleed.

’ Ebony drops her big head in defeat and stalks past me into the forest. The leader of Shallow Creek pack is a formidable Alpha who goes by the name ‘Scarface.’ I’ve never personally met the man but I have been told he has a huge, deep scar that runs from the top of his forehead, through his right eye and down to his chin. His battle scar from the uprising that broke our people out of the binds of slavery. If I follow Zev into his territory then I am asking for a fight. Better to leave Zev at the mercy of his ruthless pack than risk all our necks for the sake of retribution. Blake and Bleiz exchange a glance, and even if wolf form, I’m sure I detect a slight eye roll. I growl viciously and a

However, the comforting presence of a trusted scent made her defenses crumble, so she explained the ordeal between hiccups and sobs. “Oh, baby,” Alaina embraced her, gently caressing her back. “That bastard was a scam. Forget about him, Scar. He’s not worth your tears.” After much coaxing and several drinks, Scarlett descended from her emotional turmoil, and they talked for a while. “I don’t understand,” Alaina said. “How could Alpha and Luna support this nonsense? Couldn’t they do something?”

It wasn't something a lot of people would agree on due to her being part-human, but she was also the sacred wolf, and that was enough reason. Since the day she barged unexpectedly into my room, our paths hadn't crossed again. She had seen my scars that day, a reminder of my painful past. The scars were a permanent testament to my actions. It was a burden I would carry with me for the rest of my life, a reminder of my sins. She had seen my vulnerable side, the side of me that made me human, and I hated that she did. The concern etched on her face when she saw the scars had triggered an unexpected response from my wolf, urging it to cower and hide.

As a werewolf that he was, he knew the notorious Lucius too well, the son of his Alpha, getting on his bad side was sheer bad luck. “Wow!” Aurora, who had seen this, exclaimed. “What did you do? Show me, please.” She said. “He knows me as his Alpha’s son,” Lucius said, with a grin. “Alpha? What is that?” She tilted her head. “It’s a werewolf term.” “So you believe in werewolves?” “Don’t you?”