Scarred Alphas By Norisha May Novels & Stories

The sneer on the Beta’s face telling me he wasn’t sad about the situation. The car has barely stopped before Nora is flinging herself from the seat in a fury. Her screams of despair echoing in the fields as she throws herself on top of him. Hakeem standing above her getting some sick enjoyment from her pain. What the fuck is wrong with him? I guess when the Alpha becomes a joke, so does the Beta. Gripping the handle, I open the door, my feet barely touching the pavement before warriors are descending upon me. The scents mixed between Northern Lakes….and something else…a pack that I don’t recognize. Everything we thought we knew crumbling into more questions.

“Father! Won't you say anything? Please show them. Show them what this devil did to us.” Alpha Nikolas slowly stepped forward. He didn’t rush, he didn’t shout. His movements alone drew the room’s attention. Everyone went quiet again as he reached for his hoodie, pulling it off completely. Then, without hesitation, he tugged his shirt over his head, and— Everyone screamed in shock. His body was covered in scars. From his shoulders, across his chest, and all the way down his back—deep, burned marks that told a story of pain and betrayal. Frances stumbled backward, her hand covering her mouth. “Oh my God…” she whispered.

Maya chimed in, purring as she stared at his bright green eyes. “Also handsome,” my demon, Sibyl, added in a playful tone. Great, she was out. I pinched the bridge of my nose, sighing loudly as Sybil cursed me for trapping her for a long time. “Are you okay?” Chris asked, and I nodded, shoving both Maya and Sibyl behind a mind wall. My gaze traveled to the redhead guy, and he cleared his throat, introducing himself, “I’m Stefan, alpha of the moonstone pack.”

This is not some fairytale, this is the real world, filled with thorns and corpses every single day. Will my dream ever come to pass? However, the rogues hate us as wolves, they loathe mates; they get overpowered when a wolf bonds with his or her mate. Was mating with mates that strong, I wondered, for them to get threatened by it, I heard it bonds them together and never go apart without each other. That whore was calling Beta her mate back there, will he kill her too after having his way with her? I struggled to carry an enormous rock taller than me, hearing moans and screams all over the place, most Alphas were having sex and their scent was all over the place and most of them were bangin

I saw no reason why I couldn’t. The shirt was already ruined, so I caught one of the torn pieces and pulled it free. The rest followed easily until I tossed what remained of the fabric aside. Scarlett’s eyes widened. Her gaze dropped to my bare chest before quickly returning to my face. “Alpha, that is worse.” I raised an eyebrow. “Why?” “Because now you're not wearing a shirt at all.” I glanced down at my bare chest before looking at her again. “I’m the Alpha. I can walk through my own castle however I please.” I glanced toward the door. “Besides, we’re werewolves, Scarlett. Half the pack has seen each other naked after shifting. No one is going to care.”

Niko’s just growing stronger, that’s what I’d thought. How could that be a death sentence? “No…” I rasped. My eyes wouldn’t leave Niko’s tiny body lying there, wrapped in all those tubes and wires. “He’s Alpha-born. His dad and I are healthy. There’s no way…” He’s only seven. How could this happen so suddenly? The doctor handed me a thick envelope, including scans, data, charts. Cold, clinical proof my nightmare was real. “I’m sorry,” the doctor said, voice low. “It usually happens to pups who are extremely gifted… who awaken their wolf too early.”

The young Alpha of the Vantheir pack walked past me like I didn’t exist. His dark, powerful aura lingered in the atmosphere like the curls of an intoxicating smoke. And although everyone else was terrified, I felt no fear. The young Alpha of Vantheir carried a primal mark of the Alpha line. My mate, Malric..

“You have the gut to come this deep into our territory and burnt down our village. But you don’t have the nerve to face Alpha Damien directly?” The rogues agitated. But the scar shushed them with a howl. “Quiet!” the scar snarled, “You can say all the pretty words you like. But we won. And we’ll keep ravaging your villages, towns, cities and women…Till the whole world trembled beneath our feet!” “No you won’t!” Aurora hissed, “You can kill me today. But you won’t stop the others. All the Alphas and Gammas are coming at you. And together we’ll—”

Her eyes widen as she stands up from her seat, “That was it! They were outnumbered because not all of the berserkers were there!” The three Alphas exchanged knowing looks, understanding Callista's thoughts. Transforming into their werewolf forms, they sprinted towards the cabin, sensing the imminent danger that had disrupted their connection earlier. Upon arrival, they found Payne's Betas locked in combat with Berserkers, genetically enhanced adversaries who posed a formidable challenge even for skilled Betas. Just in time, the three Alphas joined the fray, supported by Callista, Raina, Moriarty, and Dimitri.

The details of the lines left behind tell a story of an excruciating battle. ‘Scars?’ I ask Ness. ‘They must be from another alpha. The alpha is the only wolf that can inflict the type of injury that would leave a scar.’ I scan the rest of him, noting the large and thick cock growing between a pair of thighs containing more defined muscle than I have ever seen. I look back to his eyes and quirk my eyebrow at him, signaling that I didn’t miss what was happening. He doesn’t shy away though; his eyes just burn a deeper green. “Not much I can do about that. You’re standing there looking at it. It kind of has a mind of its own. “