Taming The Sadistic Alpha Novels & Stories

My alpha in rut is very rude, he has no compassion at all, "Do you want me to let you come again or not?" "Yes!" I reply with annoyance. Alpha laughs at me and stops touching me to carefully place me on the bed again. "Then present yourself and apologize to me," he commands, making my body burn with embarrassment. Fück, how I hate him... and I love him too. Obviously I would never do this for that dumbass Daniel. But this isn’t him, this is my Alpha, so I swallow my embarrassment and present myself to him. "So delicious, you're wetter than ever. Apologize to me now and beg me to breed you."

She always made sure that she spread my legs widely with her powerful hand for the Alpha to thrust into my pussy with his dick. I clenched my fist with anger. I'm really angry and annoyed. Pain and sadness sparkle through my face. The pang of pain which made its way into my head because I'm depressed and down, was really powerful and unbearable. It had a powerful and great dominant control over me. I remember how I used to cry and scream in pain whenever the Alpha forced his way into my pussy. My scream was just like a poem or music in his ears because he doesn't stop fucking me until I couldn't cry anymore. I hate to remember what I had passed through in the hand of Sasha and my Alpha cruel

The paragraph alone made her eyes shed a tear, as if someone had been rudely and purposely chopping onions right in front of her. "I can still hear his voice," she read out loud in a positive voice, expecting that the next sentence would be about Gior's memories that he had with his father. "I can still hear his pleas," she read it in a low tone this time, slowly engulfed by the sadness she had just overcome a moment ago. She read mentally the last sentence. "He was begging to be killed at his enemies' mercy," she said, repeating words from the chapter that ripped through countless emotions. Alphas are known for being dominant, full of pride, and strong. To know that such an Alpha begged, wh

she revealed. “Well, it did. Though, I thought I was going to die. Rough, crazy…” the rest of the words stuck, keeping it to myself. We continued until we got to the bathtub, the water cleaned, jasmine flowers in the water, its fragrance filling my nostrils. I felt calm at its fragrance. “When our Alpha lost sanity, his wolf having control of his mind and fully in his wolf form, all he cares about is sex. A crazy sex until its prey is shredded into pieces. Lifeless,” Ayira emphasized before stretching over the sponge and soap for me.

Their boss scoffed as he walked closer to me. Now I had remembered who he was. He was the alpha, one of the alphas who had burnt down my pack. He was Alpha. Connor. “You murderer!!” I cried bitterly as I rushed him, punching his chest hard and all he did was laugh hard as his men joined him. He slapped me on my face as he sent me falling on the ground. “Pick her up and lock her in the van!!” He scowled. “No time to waste here. Finally we found the cure and with her, we can become more powerful.” He chuckled softly.

“I paid for your sins, Calvin. I screamed and begged, but no one gave a shit. All that, and then to find out you went against an alpha because of money? Well, let’s just say it fucking pisses me off.” I’m rooted to the floor as I watch Sadie torture Calvin for the next hour or so. His screams fill the room, bouncing off the walls. They do nothing. They don’t give me any satisfaction; instead, they just remind me of Sadie’s screams as she screamed in pain that she was innocent. Finally, Sadie finishes, and Calvin slumps forward. If it were any other alpha, I would have handed it to them for being so fucking thorough and merciless, but it wasn’t any alpha. It was Sadie.

I remained on mother's side, crying for the family I just lost. "Wake up, Nimpha you can't leave me again!" Alpha exclaimed, and for the first time in my life, I saw the ruthless leader of our pack cried his heart out. He hugged my mother so tight as if his heart died with her. No matter how much the others tried to tell him that mum was already gone, he didn't let go of my mother's dead body. He kept kissing mum's forehead and then he would beg her to come back. "I'll be good. I'll do everything to make you happy again. I promise I'll change just..." he sobbed and hugged mum tighter. "Don't leave me, Nimpha..."

“You can choose to sit back and do nothing, but keep in mind that they took your soldiers before—and not even you could stop them. Think about what else they could take.” “This is a war we’ll never win.” “I thought the same, but now I see that I might be wrong. I think the Raventhorne Alpha is growing… soft. I killed two of his men, and then he discovered about the plot we’d hatched against his pack, but what did he do? He let the soldiers go—without even a single scratch on them. That alone is enough proof that the Mad Alpha is losing his bite. But there are also other rumours, rumours of an illness he is suffering from—”

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.

I had tortured and taken the lives of the people who had hurt my girls, but I never enjoyed it the way Alpha Scott did. He had this laugh and this look on his face while he was hurting me. Every time he scratched me, I wasn’t sure if he was going to have an orgasm or snap and kill me right there. There was seriously something wrong with him. He was the true definition of a sadist. Maybe he had experimented with the same drugs he had given me or something else had happened. In the end, it didn’t matter why he was as messed up as he was. All that mattered was that he was dead now.