Scott Mccall Alpha Novels & Stories

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."

"Because by all means, leave, I'd be happy to never see you again. However, as long as you're part of this pack, you'll do what I say. And Alpha Inc. and its employees are The Legend's Pack's responsibility." Marcus slid his tongue across his teeth and slicked his palm back over his unruly blond hair. The sound of tires driving down the gravel driveway caught our attention, and Scotty's car pulled in first and then Stephanie's. I rolled my eyes at Scotty's late arrival and made my way back inside before he could bombard me with questions, or show up with that stupid smirk that I wasn't in the mood for at the moment.

A council meeting was underway in the grand chamber of the Darkwood Pack’s headquarters. At the head of a long, elegantly crafted table that seemed to shimmer under the soft glow of the overhead chandeliers, sat Caden, the formidable Alpha. The table, polished to perfection, bore the marks of many important discussions, yet today, it felt particularly charged with anticipation.

Scott opened a room with his key and gave it to Zach. "Take it you can show the Alpha where to sit and also your warriors can come and hang around here." Scott left the room, Blake sits in a chair with others Alphas. "Hey Alpha Blaze." Jake, one of the Alphas that Blaze like said. "Jake, how are you?" He sat down with Jake and took a glass of beer.

Scott laughed loudly. Alpha Nolan bent down to pick the hair. He placed it near his nose to smell it. "Are you kidding me, this is Nemesis hair" he revealed happily. "Leave him" he signaled to the boys to let him be. Scott shrugged them away and adjusted his shirt. He stood proudly in front of Alpha Nolan. "You have proved to be the best for this" Alpha Nolan patted him on both shoulder. "You should be celebrated" he announced. "I should get back and continue my mission" Scott relapsed.

I mumbled to myself “ Some don’t choose to be like that. Alphas have kicked out one of their own if they are a danger to the pack making them a rogue.” Pulling me out of my thought , I didn’t know he heard me “ Are you scared to be out here? You seem distracted?” He asked, crossing his arms against his chest making the muscles on his arms stick out. “ No, I'm not scared.” I groaned. “ sir!!” Yelled a voice that sounded like it was rushing this way

Scouts would dart into the woods, returning minutes later with grim reports—signs of enemy movement, tracks not made by friendly forces. The Night Walkers were close. Watching. Waiting. The tension was a living thing, pressing down on all of us. Despite it, Alexandro never faltered. He rode with the calm, commanding strength of a true Alpha, his presence alone enough to steady the nerves of the men—and mine. I watched him from a few paces behind, studying the straight line of his back, the way he scanned the horizon constantly, alert for any threat. He hadn’t once shown fear. And because of that, neither did I.

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

he laughed and I could feel the stench of vomit and alcohol escape from his lips. "I haven't seen you around here before... Are you lost... Pretty girl?" he slurs in his words. He was tall and really muscular with sandy blond hair and a smug grin that was really annoying. He wore a black shirt that fit tightly around his huge body and dark jeans. Who in hell does this crazy bastard think he is? He must be asking for his death wish that's for sure. He sure is lucky Peter isn't around. ‘Emily he isn't human. This is an Alpha, a strong one at that.’ Esme informed me.

As I hobble out of the room, I lean on the walls of the hallway to avoid falling as I shiver uncontrollably. Cold nights without a blanket have become regular for me, but the malnutrition and hard labor worsen it. I enter the living room with a bucket of water, and my eyes widen as they meet Barrett’s. Dread washes over my face, and I quickly lower my eyes. “Good morning, Alpha,” I say hurriedly, hoping he’s too distracted by his phone conversation to continue from where Celine stopped. Barrett, alpha of the Malrock pack and once my mate, but now he’s my worst nightmare. One lie was all it took for Celine to turn him against me, but his rejection was nothing compared to the relentless tormen