Scarred Alpha Novels & Stories

I must have committed some sort of grievous sin in my previous life for the moon goddess to treat me so cruelly. I've heard the rumors of the scarred Alpha with mismatched pupils, an Alpha infamous for his cruelty and impatience. Rumor has it that his wolf was even worse than he was, the second Alpha ever to be at the threat of going feral. The first Alpha to go feral was ages ago, no one knows why.

“I just can't believe it, fate can be so cruel.” Before I could fully process what had just happened, Alpha Lir stepped closer, his shadow swallowing me whole. The scent of pine and power was a suffocating, cruel reminder of the man who was supposed to be my home. “I am an Alpha who values efficiency, Zara,” he said, his voice dropping to a low rumble that only I could hear. “You have no pack. No reflection. No future. You won't survive a week as a rogue. Your fractured heart will stop beating before you reach the border.”

He regarded me for a moment. "I know," he said. "I am the Alpha." His gaze lingered on the scarf. "Scars are marks of survival. They are nothing to hide." I lowered my eyes but said nothing. "Wear it if you wish," he said at last. "You're dismissed." I bowed my head, took the books with me, and slipped back into my room through the connecting door. The rest of my morning passed in a blur. I brushed my teeth, took a quick bath, and dressed in a simple shirt and trousers before wrapping the scarf securely around my neck once more.

"I'm warning you one last time—take down the post on PackLink! Or I'm kicking you out of the pack right now!" I didn't read any further. I deleted all the texts and blocked his number. Even after the bloody lesson of my past life, being hurt by his blind distrust again still made my heart sting for a second. A few nurses came in to change my dressings. Oblivious to my mood, they chatted away. "That Alpha downstairs booked the entire VIP floor. He's spoiling his 'childhood sweetheart' rotten." "Latest gossip: Alpha Jaxon hired ten healers, saying he needs to soothe her traumatized wolf."

CHAPTER 4: MONSTER IN SHINING ARMOR? LIANA'S POV. The atmosphere around us was tense. Hostility brewed as both sides glared at each other, growling. The man I was with and who came to my rescue was Trevor, son of the former Alpha, "The Alpha Who never was," as he was known by. "How dare you desecrate these grounds, with your presence? Still want to take the life of another Alpha? I'm not that easy to kill, nephew," Alpha Roderick said in a disdainful tone and hateful look.

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."

Something’s dragging across the floor and I think it’s her feet. I hear a gargled sound. “You should be,” Clara spits. The air flickers with electricity and I can swear I can feel it against my skin. Something dark and sinister caresses my skin. “I have no doubt that you could kill me but you’ll never see your little sister again,” he says, “I wouldn’t do anything to upset Alpha.” “He’s your Alpha, not mine,” she spits. My fingers started tingling and the heat spread through my fingers. I wanted the heat to burn me away. I felt like if I could just burn with it, I could find happiness and burn like the sun.

But she noticed that his head was shaved clean with a glistening tattoo on it. Alpha Scarlet wore a permanent scowl on her face for some reason unknown to Cora. She was by far one of the most beautiful and voluptuous woman that Cora had ever seen and she didn't hesitate to hide it. Alpha Scarlet had won her throne as Alpha Superior purely through her blood and sweat, as all Alphas according to the pack laws of the Deum Belli are picked. A fight to the death in the arena. Being the second girl child out of seven siblings. Only she had emerged victorious, sparing only her sister's life since she was with child. Her hair was a mass of flowing red that was tied in four long ropes that tumbled do

I. "Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I'm around. They will all know that you're my mate; they can sense it, and no one likes to mess with another alpha's omega unless they're crazy. Trust me, darling. I'm not leaving you alone. Not this time. If they even try to touch you, I will rip their throat out." Ash raised an eyebrow. "What's up with alphas and wanting to rip throats out?" Alex chuckled. "Ripping another alpha's throat out means that they've won. You don't need to worry about it, darling."

I. "Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I'm around. They will all know that you're my mate; they can sense it, and no one likes to mess with another alpha's omega unless they're crazy. Trust me, darling. I'm not leaving you alone. Not this time. If they even try to touch you, I will rip their throat out." Allen raised an eyebrow. "What's up with alphas and wanting to rip throats out?" Sebestian chuckled. "Ripping another alpha's throat out means that they've won. You don't need to worry about it, darling."