Scarred Alphas By Norisha May Novels & Stories

“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.”

Running to where the fight was held, my breath hitched as the moonlight reflected off a shiny surface. The beast inside me roared in a moment of pure anger, turning all heads our way. Arabella’s beautiful white fur was stained with blood, but it didn’t stop her. She got to her feet but wobbled before falling back to the ground with a thud that had my heart hammering. Climbing into the ring, I marched straight for the pack's worthless Alpha. Joshua had broken one of the most sacred rules. Rules that had been set in stone hundreds of years ago.

Nathan screamed as the glass shattered, a scream that was silenced by a sharp thud below. The silence lingered for a few heartbeats. Then the hall erupted, screams and gasps hitting her frozen, shattered frame; still, she couldn't look away. What just happened? Had to be a dream. The new Alpha glared down below as though he wanted to revive Nathan just to kill him again. Iris felt her chest tighten when he looked back at her, but to her surprise, those cold greys softened. But...why?

She had become Alpha not to silence them, but to bind them and perhaps that was the truest mark of her reign. Night fell. Nicole walked alone beyond the walls, where the forest stretched wide and the moon laid silver paths across the leaves. She did not fear being followed; she knew Brian lingered near enough to come if she called. She knew Elara watched from a distance. She knew even Silas’s shadow trailed her, whether he admitted it or not but she needed space. She came to the ridge overlooking the valley. Ravenshade lay below, its fires glowing not with destruction but with hearthlight. Smoke rose from chimneys, laughter faintly carrying in the night air. She sank to one knee, pressing he

Nora liked to think she tried to be a good person and treated everyone with respect but that didn’t mean that she didn’t make mistakes sometimes. He nudged her, and the hair on the back of her neck stood up. Nora took that to mean she had to open her eyes, and so she did. She locked eyes with his golden ones. The ones that signified he was an Alpha, of one of the most powerful packs in New York. He smiled at her, showing his perfectly white, pointed teeth. An image flashed in her mind. It was a grey wolf, standing over her, licking its fangs. The one that had haunted her dreams since she was a child. The one that had killed her parents and left her an orphan at the age of fifteen.

Before he could explain his concerns, Nora spoke with confidence and a fierce attitude that surprised her husband as well as all the rest of the dragons present in the vicinity, "Now you listen to me, Alpha Alaric! You are a man with an awful past, but I know your heart is in the right place. You could've been left to die at the hands of Waai because deep down you know you never stood a chance against him. Your whole pack of misfits could've been silently wiped off the planet and no one would've felt your absence. You gave up on Waai because you knew what he was and you knew that his motives weren't as black and white as he presented. Now, Alpha Queen could've left you to be vanquished but,

She allowed her finger to trace the letters of Nicholas Wuffa, an outline of a moon with a crescent moon engraved within it. Nicholas Wuffa was the first Alpha. The Alpha that survived the genocide of their kind. Below his name was Matilda Columbine, the symbol of the moon before her name had the opposite of Nicholas' chiselled out, signifying that she was his mate – the Alpha Female. The symbol together created a full moon. Alissa mused at the romanticism as she inspected other plaques.

Alpha’s presence loomed, his irritation evident in the tightness of his jaw. “Did you think my bed was yours to rest by?’ His voice was low, dangerously calm, yet laced with unmistaken irritation. “I, I’m so sorry,” she stammered, brushing at the creases in her dress and avoiding his gaze. Her knees swayed as she stood still, the soreness from sleeping on the hard floor making her movement awkward. Before he could even respond, the room reverberated with sounds of clicking heels against the wooden floor. The scent of floral scent preceded Seraphina, Alpha’s intended mate, who entered the doorway with her arms folded and a look of disgust on her face.

"By the way, we need to go back tomorrow, it's been a month already, remember? And I'm their alpha that's why I should be there, always, I shouldn't be far from them because there might be some desperate werewolves that'll wish to remove me from my position. I will also introduce you to everyone I want them to know you mi Reina and I want them to know why they should respect you as my mate because if not, I won't even have a second thought dispatching whoever that is" His face was furious, I can see in his eyes that he's imagining someone trying to hurt me for I am the alpha's mate, well they won't now, I know it because the alpha's blood is mixed with mine. That's the werewolf's rule, when