Spoiled Rotten By My Alpha Brothers Novels & Stories

"Why?" "Hahaha! Why?" Sara burst out laughing and stomped hard on the back of his hand. "Because I'm sick of pretending! I'm sick of flattering an idiot like you! Once I carve out your heart and replace my blood with yours, I'll be the true Alpha!" Figures emerged from the surrounding shadows. There were eight fully armed men in black. At the front stood the scar-faced thug from the casino. The so-called gambling debt had been a setup from the very beginning. Sara had been working hand in hand with hunters.

He informed, and I gasped audibly. The three alpha brothers weren’t new to me, or anyone in the pack. I had heard a lot about them even though I had never seen them before. They were said to be a bully, and I’ve heard how brutal they can be, but standing face to face with one of them, with the unusual surge and tumbling of my wolf in me, I couldn’t believe it. The alpha prince was my mate? “He is Alpha prince Ulric, and he is going to be one of your level mates.” He turned to me with a wide smile. “You have to be careful around him.” He whispered silently.

“He’s my brother.” I bit down on my lower lip. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get involved with your brother, Ciara. It was just too fast. It was my fault. I think I had seduced him into doing it. I didn’t know he’s your brother—” Her laugh cut my rattled speech. “Ciara...” Her shoulder was still shaking. “You silly woman. I didn’t mean that. He’s my brother, and he’s the Alpha of this pack.” She said. I gave her a ridiculous look.

"Well, Happy seventeenth Apple. And it is not your day that has been ruined. My brother made me come down here to bring you to him and be the first person to wish you. I had a hot breakfast date and now I have to come and look at that ugly mug of yours. "You are the ugly one. And why has your brother sent for me? Doesn't he have any more rogues to kill?" "Hey! Don't jinx it!" In the last six months, his brother seemed to have contracted some kind of disease or insanity. He had been going around tracking rogue wolves who attacked other wolves and humans and killing the said wolves. It was almost as if his brother had a personal vendetta against them. Thankfully, news of his brother's impendin

Because of course he brought a weapon to a party. The rogue leader smiled, all teeth and malice. "The three alphas protecting one little halfbreed. How touching. But you're outnumbered." "Are we?" Luca's voice dropped to a growl. "Because I count three of us and five of you, and we actually know how to work together." "Since when?" I muttered. "Since now," Adrian shot back. "Stay behind us." The rogues attacked.

In the world of Alphas, where egos often clashed, we had managed to maintain a steadfast bond that transcended any obstacle. I couldn’t help but reflect on Alex’s journey after his parents were killed during a rogue attack when we were just sixteen. Stepping up as Alpha amid tragedy, he faced numerous challenges, including his uncle’s opposition. He managed to rebuild his pack from the ground up, staying true to his ideals. Together with Sean and me, he founded a successful company and took over his late father’s other ventures. Beneath his smile lay the pain of his past, hidden from most.

It was a painful experience that he stopped going to the Pack house at all. His brother felt he is no longer satisfied with who was brought for him. Although Alpha Damon was not happy that his parents went to get him a girl, he cherished her with everything in him and was ready to move mountains for the lady but it turned out her brother raped her and kept her as per Alpha’s command.

Later on, the pack got divided as most of the pack members decided to leave the pack following their Alpha, who was stripped of his title, while the others stayed in the pack after the Beta took over as Alpha. “ Hmm, I do remember how your nothing of an Alpha got stripped for killing innocent tourists who wandered into your pack.” The Rogue growled at me as he listened to my words, trying to break the chains, so he could attack me. What a fool, I thought. “ You had no right to butt into the matter of other packs, if only you had stayed out of it, then I would not have to turn Rogue!” “ You had your choice and decided to follow your Alpha, now how is that my fault, Rogue?”

I exploded. “The people don’t get enough rations, and for what? You had the beta bully every member of the pack. The economy is suffering, and the people have barely enough to take care of themselves. If a war breaks out right now, none of them would make it. And yet, you lie there, pretending like you have everything about yourself figured out.” “I will not appreciate you talking to me like that,” Brock growled. “Exactly,” Milinda chirped. “You should talk to your father with respect. After all, he is the alpha.” As she said that, I noted the small smirk playing at the end of her lips.

when I was impersonating my sick brother? The Alpha walked to the rogue. Everyone stepped aside. No one dared get close. He didn’t shift. Didn’t roar. Didn’t bare fangs. He just stood over the boy, grabbed the back of his neck. "Enough." The rogue’s wolf collapsed to the ground. Whined. Rolled over. Just like that… it ended. People started clapping. A few boys laughed in awe. I couldn’t hear them. I could only hear my pulse. He turned again. His eyes locked with mine.