Taming The Alpha Novels & Stories

I was tired of his shit and if he thought he could keep my mate begging, he had another thing coming. 'Either you speak, or I use my alpha command on you. ' No body could resist the alpha command, said with utmost alpha powers. It brought down even the most dominant werewolves, compelling them to shift and lay on their side or back, thus exposing the vulnerable ventral side of their chest and abdomen to the alpha. In extreme submissive ones, urine got expelled in total fear. 'Black eyes. ' The raised eyebrows Tamara spotted were clear that she hadn't heard his whisper.

"Once we go outside to face them, I need you to avoid their tails at all costs, okay?" I nodded. I flinched when a strong howl echoed in my ear and it vibrated my whole nervous system. One humanoid wolf just howled so loud like in the werewolf movies I watched before. My chest started palpitating. I took a deep breath, inhaled and exhaled. "Kira, we can do this. I believe they are nothing compared to the Guardian Alpha. I was just telling you what you should expect with them, especially with their smokes."

I knew she wanted to say something, but I shook my head subtly. I don’t need defending. I’m not fragile. I’m not… broken. We walked past a group of men near the blacksmith's forge. I could hear the molten metal hissing and cracking in the air. One of them laughed, pointing his thumb in our direction. “Did you see how our Alpha went feral just to get that little thing? Ridiculous.” “What a waste of dominance,” another spat. “He should’ve claimed someone from our ranks. Someone strong. Not some Crescent reject.”

The Alpha title, once and for all. "Good. Now, repeat after me. I am your property. You can do whatever you want with me. I will obey your every command. I will not try to escape or contact anyone. I will not resist or fight back. I will not speak unless you allow me to. I will not look at you or anyone else in the eye. I will not cry, scream, or beg for mercy. I will not show any emotion or expression. I will not think of myself as a person, but as an object. I am nothing more than a tool for your revenge. Now, say it.”

“My sentry. The animal gave her a long look but at length a voice called for Sebastian from downstairs. A voice Elsabet was learning belonged to The Alpha. The sleek panther rose, from the bed. Dropping to the floor with a dull thud he strode from the room on soundless paws. Taking the stairs two at a time before entering the expansive library. Hello my Alpha. I know what you yearn for. I feel your pain all through this castle…Your mate. But it wasn't time yet. The Alpha had been maneuvering things for months. Acquiring a rental in Meadowbrook. Casually making acquaintances that would provide introductions to the Fallen's outer circles. He's ruthlessly systematic. And the alpha would take hi

Rhye released a blast of frigid power, knocking the charging animals backward. “Stand down, dogs,” he snapped. The wolves snapped and snarled in frustration, but as they slowly realized they were no match for two powerful werewolves, they at last shimmered and shifted back to human form. It was the hulking, bald wolf who took charge, glaring at Rhye as he stood completely naked among the tangled underbrush. “Where’s our alpha?” he rasped, sounding more wolf than human. “Do I look like a nanny for a damned Italian alpha?” Trevor drawled, absently twirling the large silver dagger he held in his hand. “You’re his guard. Isn’t it your job to keep track of him?”

“Because the girl who ran away from an arranged marriage, changed her name, forged documents, and defied her Alpha father to chase a fairy tale? She doesn’t run from control. She wants it. She just hasn’t figured out how to own it yet.” My breath caught. The air in the room felt heavier. “I’m offering to teach you,” he continued. “The same way I’d teach any powerful wolf who doesn’t know how to channel her fire.” “And what do you get out of it?” Silence. Then- “Discipline. Order. Less disruption in my class.” I scoffed. “Bullshit.” His jaw tightened. But he said nothing. I stepped forward now, flipping the game. “You don’t want to tame me, Alpha. You just want to win. Because I’m the only on

He had a short well-kept goatee with dark eyes. "Yes, Timothy I am ok, no thanks to you" Renee stated with some hiss in her voice. Timothy dropped his head again. "Joey.... he .. he Alpha toned me... until he was killed I couldn't even speak. He told me to shut up and never gave me additional orders." I could hear the sadness in his voice. "I'm sorry, I failed you Alpha Renee" Alpha toning someone was very serious and usually only used in extreme conditions as the other wolf is helpless to fight it. Not all Alphas possess the gift and even fewer could bring themselves to use it and the gift only works on wolves without Alpha blood in their veins.

His eyes were glued to the ground like a dog who had just lost its master as he rocked back and forth. “Ryker,” I called his name. When it did nothing, I called him again. “Ryker, please look at me.” Slowly his face tilted upward and I was rendered speechless as I saw him weep. He was bawling his eyes out. The badass Alpha of the strongest pack, the one who’d turned cruel and monstrous because of the Mad Wolf disease, the same one who’d talked like a madman a few minutes ago, was verily in tears.

she said in a teasing voice as she sat on the counter. I flicked my gaze over her bare legs swinging off my counter. She was wearing my shirt, and I saw how her nipples peaked under the fabric. I would never wash this shirt. It was my prized possession now. “An Alpha can do a lot of things, little wolf. Cooking is just one of the ways I keep my prey satisfied,” I smirked. Her lips twitched. “Is this part of my training? Learning that my Alpha can make breakfast without burning down the city?”