The Alpha's Flower Novels & Stories

My astonishment knew no bound. "Ow!" When I touched it, I got pricked. "Bad flower!" My frown and tone was hard on the flower as my voice dripped on the bubbly footsteps. "You don't touch them." The Alpha's voice came, but this time through the flowers. "They are very sensitive." "I didn't do anything." "Yes, you did. Just watch but never touch them, even for a–" "A what?" "Look down at the drops of your blood."

She put her hands on the cold stone railing, excitedly pointing to a red flower growing not far away, and told Caesar, "Ah! General, do you know that flower? Its scientific name is Pseudorchis albida. The stamens taste sweet. It's said that as long as an Alpha gives it to an Omega, the Omega will never be able to leave the Alpha. Many Alphas pick it by hand to express their love for their Omegas..." Caesar stared at the red flower trembling on the edge of the cliff. A fierce wind blew, carrying a small stone that rolled down, startling the perched birds, and falling into the bottomless abyss without a sound. Annihilation. Lola's eyes sparkled, "A qualified, breathing, and talking Alpha will

“It can't be tracked by scent, the wildflowers are rare, and they change their fragrance every night, never the same!” We shifted back into our human form, and I approached a vibrant flower, purple with shades of blue and white, shimmering with a stunning mix of colors. I was enchanted by the beauty of these flowers. “They're beautiful,” I whispered, captivated. “They truly are,” the Alpha replied in a whisper, his eyes fixed on me with an enigmatic look. I raised my head to face him, trying to understand what was going through his mind. “So, what's the next training session going to be?” I asked, realizing that my stomach was growling with hunger.

“Well, mystery man, what’s the scoop?” “Let’s see, where do I begin?” His wet hand rubbed his jaw as he pondered. "It was said that all moonflowers throughout the realm blossomed and glowed on the night that I was born under the Igneo Moon. In elementary schools, the tale of my birth is part of Volkecrest’s history.” His tone went lower, more serious. His lilacs were warm as he gazed at me. “The moonflower symbolizes a true Alpha which means I'll always be an Alpha, with or without a pack.” “Volkecrest has two Alphas? How is that even possible?” My brows shot up in disbelief. It was unheard of.

just a pretty flower anymore,’’ ‘‘You can be a pretty flower and still be ruthless, haven’t I told you before?’’ Alexander was facing Amir now, while the Omega was still pouting at him, ‘‘Ah…but you know what’s trending with Omegas lately?’’ ‘‘What?’’ Amir wondered, thinking the Alpha would suggest something serious to him…

Lucien… Her heart leaped, her steps slowing only to savor the moment. When she neared, she teased gently, her grin playful though her eyes shimmered with longing. “And what does my Alpha have for me today?” Lucien’s lips curved slightly, his eyes glinting as he slowly revealed what he held behind his back. In his hand was a flower, a single midnight blue iris, its petals rich and velvety, kissed with a faint silver sheen. A rare bloom, resilient even in shadow. He extended it to her with quiet reverence. “A beautiful flower,” he said softly, “for a beautiful woman.”

"By the way, we need to go back tomorrow, it's been a month already, remember? And I'm their alpha that's why I should be there, always, I shouldn't be far from them because there might be some desperate werewolves that'll wish to remove me from my position. I will also introduce you to everyone I want them to know you mi Reina and I want them to know why they should respect you as my mate because if not, I won't even have a second thought dispatching whoever that is" His face was furious, I can see in his eyes that he's imagining someone trying to hurt me for I am the alpha's mate, well they won't now, I know it because the alpha's blood is mixed with mine. That's the werewolf's rule, when

Yvonne frowned when he picked up a glass, then hit it with a spoon repeatedly, drawing everyone’s attention. What was he up to? “Is he speaking instead of his father today?” Becky whispered and Yvonne turned to her with a frown. “His father?” “Yeah. That’s the Alphas son I was telling u about” Her heart jumped. She was mated to the Alphas son? Oh wow. She turned her attention to him, still wondering what he was about to do. His face was hard as stone, and his hair which was neatly styled was now ruffled.

The living room has a fully furnished sofas that that made the sitting arrangement comfortable. I dismissed my weird thoughts because someone like Rayah who wants the Luna title surely cannot just ruin it with an illicit affair? She doesnt seem like the type to sleep aroubd and I have never seen her flirt with other men before. Well, except my own man of course. She only wants Cuan. Right? “I know you are not here to sit down Alpha Beret. What brings you here?” Alpha Cuan asks. “It's a little private. Let us speak in your home office. Just you, me and Neerah” Alpha Beret suggests. It didbt feel like he was asking but oh well!

"Oh, dear, you have to. And if you don't, I will simply look for a handcuff and tie you down here." "You dare?" "Oh yes, I dare." As he was speaking, he brought out a handcuff from a drawer by the bedside and tackled Aria. "You, you, let me go! What are you doing? If you-" Before she could finish her words, he had already finished handcuffing her hands to the bed. Aria became speechless and then she burst out in anger. "Bastard! You-" "Relaz. It's Relaz. My name, dear mate, is Relaz Boswell, Alpha of Found pack, not 'bastard'.”