Scarred Alpha Novels & Stories

If she kills them in human forms, they die as humans after all. She turns to Nicole who was still covering her slashed face with her bloody, shaky hands. Nicole starts to pull her hands away from her face, her wounds were starting to heal. It was slow because the wound was inflicted by an Alpha and direct descendants, only damages caused by Alphas and direct descendants can leave scars so devastating. Nicole’s entire body was shaking. Adrenaline and the scent of unadulterated rage filter the vicinity. Her eyes were of a wolf’s, golden and menacing. When she speaks, her voice was shaking from anger, “You bitch…”

Elena, Katty, and Martina, mouths widely parted while their eyes held nothing but shock and confusion, Scarlet shyly shaved off her gaze, her amber eyes landing on Alpha Reid, who stood a few feet away from her. For the first time, Scarlet took in the appearance of the Alpha. His maximum lengthy hair was messy yet sexy, his white sleeves shirt was tucked neatly into his black pants, held with a firm belt while the sleeves were folded up, revealing a broken heart shape in black and red ink on his forehand which Scarlet had not seen till now. The alpha had tattoos?!

I asked. His back turned to mine. "No, Salem," he retorted sadly. I felt down by his response. I hate that I had upset him. "I'm sorry," I apologized lowering my head. Alpha Arkane spun around and lifted my head to his by my chin. "I would be happy for you to heal me Salem," he said. "These scars not only reminds me of the pain like the other who were happy to remove them. Instead, they remind me of a 6-year-old who was brave enough to protect his mom from his abusive father," he slowly lifted the end of his white shirt allowing me to see a section of his scars on his belly.

He clasps our right hands together and attempt to resume where he left off. I push him heavily this time and scream. "I, Anna Fairchild reject you Jace CruelHart as my mate." I curse myself the moment the words falls from my lips. The whole hall goes quiet. I look at my feet unable to look at the face of the one I had just betrayed. "Where has it ever been heard that an omega rejects an Alpha blood?" "Those gold and sequins on her body are courtesy of the Alpha's family. They took her in when..."

SREETTT! “It’s not a question but an order,” the Alpha said, carrying her bags, although his hand was also full. Full with the baby things which he secretly bought for her pups. “Anyway, your hand still bled and didn’t heal at all. Shouldn’t it have already gone by now?” Brianna looks at her hands and realizes that the scar is still there and this time does not heal which is really weird, but she covers her worry as she doesn’t want to concern the Alpha.

Sebastian said much calmer than before but with how much his hands shook, I could see he was beyond furious with what I had told him but deep freight made its way through me, this was something I had always hidden from the world, but knowing Sebastian had the right to see, I nod. Turning my body slightly and taking the black long sleeve top that concealed most of my other scars from the constant beatings I would receive from the Alpha, I pull up the side of my stomach closer to my hip and close my eyes now Sebastian could see. A thick circular scar sat on my hip with the words, property of Alpha Stephen, such a scar had been placed upon my skin with a red-hot iron. It was agony but for the A

But nobody cared to see, nobody paid me any attention. But Alpha Kael wasn't done either. He yanked his pet up by her hair, his hands ripped through her clothes, exposing her bare hips for all to see. I shrunk back instinctively, my hands flying to my mouth. Burned into her skin, was a scar, running from her bellybutton horizontally disappearing at the small of her back, was a cruel and jagged words “ALPHA KAEL PET”. The brand glowed faintly against her old scars. The room gasped, and many chuckled in twisted amusement.

“Ladies, this is the Alpha of Tri-Moon and my son, Gunner” The Alpha. She is Mated to the Alpha. That means this is her Mate. He stood tall and strong. His white button-down shirt sat untucked and crumpled over his large muscular chest. His dark blonde hair was scruffy and a little long, coming down close to his shoulders. As I gazed over his handsome young face, I saw the remnants of a scar leading towards his ear. The skin was healed but had left behind what looked like a burn mark. His ear itself was missing the top section. A dark pink and jagged semi circle remained where the piece of flesh had been ripped from. A battle wound perhaps.

What pulls me from my thoughts is Julia’s hands wrapping around my arm. “Don’t.” I pull away from her. “Oh come on. We’re not doing anything bad.” I can feel it. I look up from her and see her father—Rodrick—staring at us. He’s one of Warrick’s generals and not a man to be trifled with. A man of Alpha blood. He’s older than all the other generals, even older than Warrick, but he doesn’t look frail in any way. Even at his age, he looks menacing, and the scars on his face and body that rival mine make it even more so. A man who saw and survived the cruelty of Warrick’s own father. The way Warrick’s father is talked about, those were the dark ages of this pack. Not even Warrick himself was spar

Warren and my sister have been trapped in a turbulent, crumbling marriage for months now, and while I know Warren loves her with every fiber of his being, Lana can be a nightmare when her temper rises. I turn to the giant by my side. “Gunnar, get the omegas out here to burn and bury these monstrosities immediately. Goddess knows if they’re contagious. I’m going to interrogate our border scouts to find out how these things bypassed our territory lines in the first place. I want to know who was slacking on fucking patrol." *Alpha, we have unexpected visitors waiting at the northern boundary* a scout's voice interrupts through the mindlink. *It's Alpha Markus and his men. Should we grant them p