The Alpha And His Warrior Novels & Stories

[POV Seraphine] Heart pounded in my chest as I watched Jesse, the loyal and fierce warrior, standing tall against the onslaught of ten alphas, each driven by a savage determination to end Cassian's life. The clash of steel against steel, the snarls of the alphas, and the resolute determination etched on Jesse's face created a chaotic symphony of battle.

The poor man looked completely horrified now. “Please Alpha…” he whispered weakly. I stared at him emotionlessly. “Take him away,” I ordered calmly. “Kill him.” “Please… please don’t kill me,” the warrior begged desperately, dropping to his knees in front of us. His injured body shook violently as he pressed his palms together. “I swear I can help you. I know where Roman is hiding. I can help you get his head, Alpha. Just… Please spare my life.” “It seems cowardice runs through the entire Sun Pack,” I said coldly, shaking my head in disbelief as I stared down at the warrior. “Then again, I guess it makes sense when they’re being ruled by a coward too.”

'You feel it too don't you' Alpha asked 'Maybe, I'm not sure i replied As the alpha moves closer to me I started backing away, until I backed into one of the couches in the room. Knowing i had nowhere to go I stood frozen in my place, alpha moved close enough to me so I could feel his chiselled abs on my already hardened nipples, he brushed some hair behind my ear, and said 'I feel an attraction to you, I have never felt this way about anyone the way I feel about you' he said as he placed his hand on my breast and started to massage it while kissing the nape of my neck. My body started reacting to his advances as moisture started welling between my legs, I knew he could smell my arousal bec

Fifty of the Smith’s Pack elite warriors poured out, weapons raised, with some shifting halfway into their wolf forms. "Alpha!" They all called out. Alfred, the butler and unexpected tactical commander, jumped out of the lead vehicle. He was flanked by Gamma Reid and the Pack Enforcer too, a massive wolf named Tor. They ran toward the smoking ruins, definitely expecting to find a corpse or at most, a severely injured person almost at the brink of death. They stopped dead at the edge of the green circle, shocked. The warriors lowered their guns instantly. Their jaws dropped. They stared at the grass, then at the frozen statues of the mercenaries, then at the scattered weapons, at the still ve

He turned his back to them and faced us. “Good day King Alpha Jack and Queen Carmela! It's my pleasure to be here, the warriors of your pack is very welcoming and I am admiring how they handily understand the little recommendations that me and my best warriors are giving”. Alpha Zero crossed his big arms around his chest, his aura is so strong and rough there's no ounce of him showing any gentleness. The confidence in the way he talked only fits a powerful wolf with in. “That’s a very good aspect Alpha Zero, how many warriors have you brought here?”.

"I'll fast forward the process, we'll have the results by tomorrow." I can see the defeat in the Alpha's eyes. His pack is in danger, and he doesn't know where all the attacks are coming from. The question is, what should he do next? And how can I help him?

Great training with no proper plan is always a terrible idea. “Your warriors should learn the technique. You should assess weaknesses and strengths so you know who to place where and who to rely on for certain tasks. Do you have a group of trackers at least?” I look between the 3 men who say nothing. Kane puts his hands in his pockets and rocks back on his heels, while Francis whistles and looks up at the ceiling. My eyes land on Alpha Wade, who turns red. “I am the Tracker.” He finally says. “What? You can’t be the Alpha and the Tracker. You lead your people into battle, you fight side by side with them. You can’t track and fight simultaneously.” I say, in shock.

"Good day.'' Everyone responds in unison as if they are in a choir. The Alpha's fingers work quickly to tie his black shoulder-length hair back from his face, he squares his broad shoulders, then begins his lesson. Riveria feels herself being distracted by him, thinking that he should not be teaching a class of teen girls with raging hormones. She couldn't help but think that he looks like Chris Hemsworth. But with more muscles, tanned skin, one orange-coloured eye, and the other blue. She sighs, knowing that there is no chance on Earth of her catching the Alpha's eyes. He could easily get any female he wants, and the fact that he has no mate made all the females throw themselves at him. But

Nala was also growing weaker. "A-Alpha..." "She's just an omega, and you're a Head warrior under the Gamma. Why do you seem scared?" the Alpha asked the Head warrior insultingly. "This is Sophia's last fight." He was addressing me, but I couldn't see his face clearly anymore. My vision was becoming blurry. "Defeat this warrior," he told me. I didn't respond. His orders left me feeling depressed. My body was growing weaker. I had endured many wounds, but it seemed like I wouldn't receive any mercy from the Alpha.

May's chains rattled as she trembled, her eyes fixed on her father with a mix of fear and anger. "You're not going to win, Ryker," Jake said, his voice firm and resolute. "Your manipulation and deceit end here." Ryker sneered, his eyes blazing with defiance. "You're no match for me, Jake. I have the upper hand." With a sudden movement, Ryker lunged at Jake, his teeth bared in a vicious snarl. Jake dodged just in time, but Ryker's attack was relentless. The two alphas clashed, their growls and snarls echoing through the den which attracted the Alphas men to come out and a war broke out but in no time, Alpha Jake’s warriors had defeated them all.