Taming The Feral Alpha の小説・ストーリー

She has become the balm to my stress and worries, and she doesn’t have to do anything but be in my presence. I suddenly have a flash of Liam, having gone so many years without his mate. For someone that is as alone as he is, he really is a great Alpha. He doesn’t let his own emotions impact how he runs his pack. At least not yet. Alphas have been known to go feral if they don’t find their mates. I really hope he finds his, but I’ll be damned if he thinks he can have mine.

They prowl forward with hungry eyes, picking up my mother’s lifeless form and dragging her toward the trees. My wolf steps forward, the hair standing on end. But a growl from Alpha Crane holds me captive, confusing my senses. Not my Alpha, my wolf thinks. Yet my paws are frozen to the earth. I don’t understand this power, it doesn’t feel right. My wolf wants to fight it, to claw her way out of his hold and destroy everyone in her path. Alpha Bryson adds his own growl, forcing my legs to buckle beneath me, bringing me down to the earth. “She’s going feral,” I hear one of them

Dozens more of the feral soldiers poured inside, rushing at Alpha Henry and some towards them. Prenah saw Knight Henry fighting with the feral so fast that ordinary eyes couldn't catch his movement. Suddenly an idea hit her as she summoned the dirt to heal Alpha Ben and free him from the shackles. Turning her head she saw Luna shifted into her magnificent white wolf and it roared towards her as it advanced to the incoming ferals. Alpha Ben also shifted into his massive wolf and followed his Luna.

“She’s my mate. You might not understand this, but if an alpha like me rejects their mates. It might kill her. And there are some things you don’t understand.” “What about me? Are you not killing me?” I ask with tears in my eyes, and he takes two steps towards me, but pauses, looking in my eyes. He wants to touch me, but he doesn’t. “I might go feral.” “Feral? That’s crazy. You’re not just making things up .” I shake my head, but he looks serious, like he means everything he is saying. But I straightened. “How do you know you are going feral? You won’t know unless you try it.

My wolf whimpered beneath it all, confused, craving. I wanted to claw her out of me. “Let’s make this easy, Kayah,” he said, voice smooth as velvet over steel. “The guests are excited. I have all my Alphas here. I want a peaceful ceremony.” Then his tone darkened. “And if you so much as twitch the wrong way… my ferals will be more than happy to tear apart anything that moves. You know how savage they were right?” My breath caught, remembering those bodies he fed on those ferals, fear crawled in me.

“It is. We protect each other. We might all be freaks, but as most of us are the children of alphas or betas, we’re physically strong, and with Tris and Fleming’s help, we all became good fighters. Me, Thorne, Dominic, and Tristan of course are all alpha wolves. We settle most disputes in the fighting ring. For when a council doesn’t work.” “Wait…is that what happens next? Because of me?” “That’s yet to be seen. We’re giving Spader time to lick his wounds. Heal his wrist. It’s his move next.” I shift uncomfortably in my seat. “I don’t want anyone getting hurt because of me.” “Precious, don’t worry your head about it. Look at what’s happened! You’re getting out of that…tiny trailer,” he says

Besides they had a system that kept them in check. On the other hand, rogues did whatever they wanted. They were uncontrollable. Although some did no harm to other people, it didn’t take away the fact that they were very reckless. To try and turn a rogue into a proper luna would be an uphill, almost impossible task. An alpha of a neighbouring pack had tried it a few years back and he’d lived to regret it. The woman destroyed his pack within months before rejecting him and running off to live as a rogue again. Alpha Axel couldn’t risk that.

I could still remember how I did my best just to captured his heart regardless of all the painful words I received from him, but eventually, I succeeded in Taming the Cold-hearted Alpha. Our story ends in here, but this would be an unforgettable end for us because regardless of what we've experience, we remained, to each other, indestructible. The love we have for each other was eternal and no one can ever separate us because I, Sofia Dawson Grey, succeeded of Taming the Cold-hearted Alpha, Drake Grey. The end.

The double doors flew open before me, banging against the outer walls as I burst out into the cold night air. My mind was a raging inferno of raw, unadulterated possessiveness. My hard monster dick throbbed with a dark, angry heat beneath my tactical trousers, the leak of my own cum a testament to the feral instinct driving me forward. Some worthless, unrelated Alpha was touching her. Some bastard was breathing in her sweet vanilla scent, thinking he could claim what belonged to the leader of the Iron-Howl Pack.

Standing over him, claws extended and fangs bared, was Alpha Xavier. He hadn’t even fully shifted. His eyes glowed crimson, claws like black daggers, but his human form held. Power radiated off him in waves—raw, terrifying, beautiful. He moved like liquid death. One slash opened the mad wolf’s throat deeper. Another tore into his chest. The beast thrashed weakly, roaring in defiance, but Xavier was merciless. I watched, frozen, as he massacred the monster who had haunted every dark story of my childhood. Blood sprayed across the floor, across my torn dress, across my skin.