Taming The Feral Alpha Novels & Stories

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.

My blood goes cold. The tree line breaks. Ferals pour out, hundreds, wrong shapes, bone spurs, split jaws, skin hanging loose. They don’t move like wolves. They move like puppets with cut strings. Caiden shouts orders, and the remaining Alphas form a line. “Protect the Luna,” he says, and I hate that I’m grateful. Draven shifts fully, massive black wolf, gold eyes blazing. He takes three ferals down before they touch me, but for every one he kills, two more climb over the bodies.

Not that I think they cared what I went through, but they needed to know to understand. “Being a rogue is more than a scent change. It is what sends you to a feral state. The darker you are, the more likely you are to go feral. I was on the cusp of going feral but had maintained for so many years knowing I would find Jenna and one day have her,” I say to both men. Both the Alpha and the Beta snarl at this information. “So, what that means is she has absorbed some of my traits. Being close to being feral would be a stretch but could be why her body is fighting her healing. It is unaccustomed to the pain and suffering it is experiencing,” I say to them.

"I've spoiled her for seven years. She's just an amnesiac orphan with no past. If she leaves the Stonecrest pack, she won't even survive. Besides..." He paused, his tone turning cold. "Now that Kira is back, I have to pave the way for her. Giving Ayla the cold shoulder and taking her things is just to put her in her place. To teach her her place, so she doesn't try to compete with Kira. I know how to tame her. The moment I beckon, she'll crawl right back into my bed, just like always." I stood outside the door, my breathing frozen. Tame. That was a word an Alpha used for wild beasts. And he used it on the mate he claimed to have loved for seven years.

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.

My father’s crest—two black wolves crossing swords. For a moment, something inside me fluttered. Maybe… maybe it was comfort. Maybe my father remembered I was his daughter. Maybe he regretted sending me here like cattle. I broke the seal with shaking fingers. And read. Aliyana, You must understand the importance of your role. Do not shame this family by resisting the Alpha of Fangred. He is your husband now. Obedience will secure our place in his favor. Defiance will only bring ruin upon us all.

Knox took a seat, his full attention on me. To tame the savage Alpha, I had to be everything he wanted and more. I let my fingers trail down my neck, between the partition of my breast, then lower. I shut my eyes, but his image remained. I let out a shaky breath as my fingers trailed past my belly button and into my panties. ‘He needed someone to keep him on his toes at all times,’ Jane’s words echoed in my mind.

Nemesis exclaimed, her lips parting in disbelief. "Just follow what he said, Neme," said the man provided the information and confronted me. "Alpha is waiting for you, so follow me." HE gave me a stern gaze before turning away. I didn't spare the girl a second glance. How dare she claim the mate who is meant for me? It was clear that there was no connection between them. I couldn't sense anything. The entire packhouse felt cold and dark like ghost and a sense of horror permeated the atmosphere. It was Caden's demonic energy. I could feel the fear creeping in if I have low energy.

Jillian didn’t care if he did it to make her feel better, or he couldn’t stand being near her. “She will eventually, and the high drama will begin. I know Chris has encountered it with my sister when she tried to sink her claws into him.” Davis could hear the defeat in Jillian’s voice, but she didn’t understand the wolves that came with the alphas weren’t your standard fare. They weren’t housebroken like most. They all kept their rough edges and twisted natures well hidden and covered up. Jillian’s sister wouldn’t know what hit her after he turned Wally her way.

They tried to prove who deserved Amanda. With both Alphas being egocentric, Rock crushed Jaxs' ego by marking Amanda. She was just fifteen by then, waiting in the hope to complete the mating process when she turned eighteen. After all, Alpha Rock was the hottest and most ruthless, even when his father was the then Alpha. Yet it was no secret that he was going to succeed his father.