Taming The Feral Alpha Novels & Stories

“Don’t kill her. We need her.” His jaw tightened, and furs appeared on his arms. Just when I thought I hadn’t succeeded in persuading him, his eyes turned silver and his arms shifted to his skin form. He flicked his eyes back to Adelina. “What was it? What was Alana’s problem that you helped her with? I want to know what it was that made her betray her pack and kill our Alpha.” I noticed how he’d said ‘our alpha’ instead of ‘my brother’ but chose not to say anything. “Tell him or I’ll make you.” I moved my hand closer to her temple.

But the second one managed to latch onto his shoulder, dirty teeth sinking deep. He roared in pain, the sound so loud it made my ears ring. With a violent shake, he dislodged the creature, but three more took its place. Their eyes gleaming with evil intelligence, they were learning, coordinating their attacks. "There are too many," I said, my voice barely audible over the snarling and splashing. Damon as a beast was more powerful and deadly, almost more powerful than 5 alphas combined but under the intelligence and cunning of the ferals , he was slowly burning out.

He looks down at his hands that are clasped so tightly I’m surprised his bones aren’t snapping. “He was a good Alpha, a very good Alpha until he started going feral. Our pack was going well. We were happy and then, a couple of years ago, he just started to snap. One minute everything was fine and the next ... well, he killed a couple of pack members before Beta Markus and I realized what was happening. We begged him to take a chosen mate,” he says, making Alayla growl.

Asshole’s laughter filled the air, blending with the storm’s fury, while the blood-soaked ground lay silent beneath him. With that vision, I woke up angrier than ever and this time, vowed to kill Sues aka Alpha-King-New-Jegh-Asshole ****** Alpha King’s Camp, Present Day The savage army of the Alpha King craved bloodshed more than peace. Witches and feral shifters donned thick woolen uniforms, some fortified with leather enchanted by dark magic. They charged toward me and the Vampire King’s territory—a mass of human soldiers and feral werewolves. Their advance was swift and relentless. Flames of darkness and hatred blazed in their eyes, mirroring the feral madness I’d seen too many times befo

she whispered, lips grazing his jawline, breath hot, shivering, every ounce of restraint gone in the shared heat of battle. A massive Feral, corrupted beyond recognition, tore through the ground, its eyes glowing with red malevolence. Thalen intercepted, body pressing hers into the curve of a tree, golden claws flashing. His lips brushed her temple as they moved, fleeting but charged with raw, feral desire. “Even in chaos… I need you. Now. Always.”

“Omegas are the exception to that rule. If they don’t meet their fated mate or take a chosen mate, usually their wolves don’t go feral, they just return to being dormant. It is due to their genteel nature that their wolves can do that. They don’t go crazy with anger and a broken heart like other ranks do. They have the constitution to find that desired love elsewhere, like caring for the pack orphans or just being there and serving their pack. “Alphas are the other exception to the rule. Unlike Omegas though, who can live their entire lives without a mate, an Alpha absolutely cannot. We are the complete opposite of Omegas. Without a mate, we go feral early in life. Really early. The oldest A

A loud menacing growl tore from my chest resounding in all over the area, the growl of the Alpha. If even a hair from her head has been touched, I will first torture, then kill those motherfuckers!

“Leave him out of this and tell me what you're here for" He sighed, moving few feet back"My father is dead” Callum revealed and I stared at him with slightly parted lips. Luna Rebecca's face flashed through my brain. She finally got rid of the Alpha which meant she had the last laugh. That dangerous woman finally won. “The Alpha is dead?" I repeated as it came down to me as a shock “how did it happen?” “He was poisoned with wolfsbane and no one can survive that. I, alongside Ryder and Max will become the alpha soon that's why we need our mate by our side, we need you Liv” Callum confessed with desperation in his eyes.

Then came the mating ball. The newly ascended Alpha was offered multiple females. Selene had volunteered her daughter to honor the new Alpha. Deimon, towering as a white Alpha, felt the mating frenzy overtake him. Every instinct screamed—dominate, claim, breed. She-wolves approached through the crimson-lit snow, their eyes gleaming with desire and submission. Deimon took them with savage intensity beneath the blood-red sky. The first one submitted immediately, baring her throat in the ancient gesture of surrender. He mounted her with brutal force, his powerful body driving into hers as she cried out in pleasure and pain. The scent of her arousal mixed with snow and blood, intoxicating him fu

“Something must have happened, my lord. While an alpha goes feral for a long time, his brain also ferments. But he still recognizes a part of his family and would never attack that person because he trusts them to keep him safe. Either his brother posed a threat to him or stopped him from doing something. And if he has been breaking out of the cage nonstop, then you need to realize his mate is around. His mate is either nearby, or he’s found a new blood host somewhere.” “Feral beasts aren’t so dumb, my lord. Though the amount of years matters, if he has been feral for a long time, he starts to forget people. But even with that, my lord, they don’t just break out of their cages. They only do