Scott Becomes An Alpha Novels & Stories

he asked. “You can’t be serious?” Darcy said, stopping him from moving the conversation along. “Serious about what?” Scott turned his gaze to Darcy. “You’re going to cause shit for us doing that. Vamps, witches, warlocks, all of them are not fucking stupid. If you do this, Scott, it could turn badly on us. They’ll find a reason to get rid of you,” Darcy said. “I’m not talking about this. I’m the alpha. You’ll do as you’re told.” “Fuck that, you’re breaking the alpha code.” Nathan stood. His anger lashed out at Scott.

But a scar on the neck was so vague and common. A lot of Alpha’s acquired scars from battle, especially on the neck since it's a lethal weak spot for werewolves. She knew pointing him out would be just as hard as telling a tamaskan different from a wolf. But she had to find him. She couldn't abort this part of the mission no matter how bad she wanted to. According to the goddess, this alpha was the only one who could save her from herself. She got a glimpse of it 2 nights ago. It felt like she was going to die when the heat spread all throughout her.

There was no response from me as I slowly looked through the window to notice the prisoners in my pack grab hefty bags of potatoes on their back to the store room. "I think you should count yourself lucky that I'm in a good mood," I said before patting his shoulders and walking out of the door. "Alpha, he has arrived!" A guard instantly told me and I understood exactly what he meant without asking further. Yes, Alpha Scott from the Moon star pack has been the most prominent Alpha in the whole world. He was known even before he was born into the world, he was known to be a good luck to his pack and any pack who he had allied with.

Saved by The Alpha . Epilogue: . **MANY YEARS LATER** It’s the middle of the night when Iandor and Jay are woken up by a soft cry. The alpha groans, places a hand on Iandor’s shoulder when his mate tries to sit up. “I’ll get her. . . You got her last time. You need rest,” Jay mumbles, blinking the sleep from his eyes.

Yet this is how I am repaid. Did I expect something different? Did I expect better? My father has always voiced his feelings about me. I have lived my whole life understanding and believing that I would never be good enough to become Alpha. Now I understand why. My father never planned on giving me control. I never planned on letting me become alpha. he wanted to rule much longer then he was supposed to.’’

Obviously, I agree; giddy to continue to be around him. He shows me the training grounds, the garden, the parks, and the sports fields. All the while we're talking, the conversation comes so naturally, which is a first for me. I learned he became Alpha at 19; his father eagerly handed over the title. He was close with both of his sisters. Despite Seth being one of his good friends now, he had actually put Seth through the wringer, bringing me a wicked smile. He only laid off when he proved to be an impressive fighter and a suitable mate for his sister. His other sister, Violet, was unmated.

he growled softly. “Let’s go,” I said to the scouts. “You know, we can take his mate now,” someone said. “Kill her. Bring them to us.” Zephyr surged, wild and strong, ready to rip the scout’s throat out. “No,” I replied as I wrestled with my wolf. “They won’t care.” “You don’t know that. If you’re afraid, you can just-” My hand shot out and I wrapped it around the scout’s throat. The problem with being the biggest, baddest, Alpha in the land, is that there’s always a young wolf who is full of piss and vinegar that thinks he can challenge me.

How broken he had sounded when he told me the story. “What are you saying?” Dad drew close to me, his brows furrowed. “What do you mean they didn't? Matt said —” “He lied to you.” Exhaling, I glanced at the phone as another message arrived. Scott: Surprised? I bet you didn't think I would escape from prison so fast, baby. I did because I was thinking of you, of getting my hands on a bitch like you and showing you what control is. You're just an Omega. You were born to stay under an alpha. A real one like me, not your brother!

He extended his hand for a shale. "Nathaniel," I said. I took the hand and shook it slightly before I released it. "Would it be weird if I told you that I know why you are at this bar, drinking as if your life depended on it?" Scott said. I was about to take another gulp from my new bottle, but I stopped midair. I dropped the bottle back on the counter and looked at the man. "I can help you become the..." He looked around first. He leaned into me and whispered, "Alpha." Before he moved away again.

His mouth turns down into a snarl. “He always got everything. The looks, the girls, the gifts, the titles….he won everything. Always. Being straddled with that obnoxious dickhead all my life hasn't exactly been the best experience in case you didn't notice. When I grew old enough, I realized. I can get whatever he can. I can achieve whatever he can achieve. But that proved very wrong when he somehow weaseled his way into the alpha position. There's no way I could ever beat that. And there's no way I'd let him rule him over me. So I left. I wandered from territory to territory for a good number of years and I was genuinely happy with my life, not having to see his stupid face everyday either.