The Alpha's Possession Novels & Stories

"But this tie around your neck is my leash. Every breath you take will remind you that you are mine first. I’m the only one who has the right to choke you or give you life." His pupils widened. The gray in his eyes darkened into deep black with raw desire. His strong hands gripped my waist hard enough for me to feel every finger. His voice came out rough, shaking something deep inside me. "If this is your leash, Corinne, then I accept being your prisoner forever. But be careful. When an Alpha loves, he becomes possessive." I laughed in victory as I adjusted his collar one last time, knowing he would spend the entire night among the pack thinking about the moment he would return and undo this

A hobby, if one may put it. I’m now on the front. Walking first, chin high, into our impending doom. No doubt the whip will greet me more times than I’ve been in the middle of the line. “Put them in The City Under. I’ll be in my private residence.” Then the Alpha vanished, probably nestling back in his throne now that he has conquered another pack again. Alpha Cain gave me one last wary glance. “Give her a greeting worthy of my name.”

if memory serves correctly I think that pack is located way South, the Alpha has been ruling for well pas t his time but I'm not sure if it's because he chooses it or if it's because he does not have an heir to hand over the title to, I have heard he's a real nut job though, and very old school like see's no real value in women old school "" I raise my eyebrow at the Alpha and he nods "" I kid you not, but I have never met him personally because he does not like leaving his land, any kind of meetings is done by his Beta "" << I think I have an idea but it might be a bit of a stretch and very risky on our path >> {{ oooo do tell }} << let's keep them here until after the ceremony then let the

The sound of cricket could be heard as she keep running, panting sharply. The wet grass scraping her foot as she kept running barefoot. “.......I can hear you.” The Alpha Damien of Greek pack shouted. “You are my mate and you have no where to run.” Slightly breathless, she shouted back at the Alpha, ..........LET ME BE, you big ANI..... out of breath, she squeaked as she hit a dead end.... You are mine, the Alpha humbly replied with a sly smile on his face.

Nobody was gravely hurt. But that meant nothing. It could always happen again. And were the odds that an alpha would always swoop in and save everyone like that on a regular basis? These visions had invaded my mind while I was meditating. I could sense someone watching the Prince as he rescued those villagers. I felt the anger seep from their body through the crust of the pack. But they had done nothing, just watched in anger. Perhaps they couldn't take on the Prince because he was too powerful? Or perhaps it was not time for that yet?

The possessiveness in his grip, the way he pushes me behind him like I am his woman, the guttural snarl that erupts from his lips--music to my ears. Who, in this moment, would dare utter the words to me: the Alpha isn't yours?

“It’s really lovely to see how you deal with rejection, Nolan. Not so good, if you ask me.” “You…” He lunged, punching the wall just inches from my face. The stone cracked, dust sprinkling to the ground. I didn’t flinch. “Looks to me like you’ve forgotten that I am the Alpha,” he growled low, his eyes glowing dangerously. “I haven’t,” I said calmly. “But the Alpha doesn’t own or possess people. Violetta is not your possession. And even if she was, don’t expect me to back down so easily from a good treasure… especially one that you threw away.”

However, one part of his sentence stands out to me. “I don’t belong to you. I’m not a possession.” “No, you’re not a possession, that would imply that I own you. What you are, is precious to me. You are mine to love, mine to protect. That’s what I mean when I say you are mine. Well, that and I have no intention of ever letting another man have you. So in that instance, I guess it is rather possessive. But I’m an Alpha, you’ll have to get used to it.”

For a moment, she hesitates before a strong sense of denial laces her expression. “It is common for the Alpha to hide at such a time. If he lives on, then Red Graw does too.” Denial, Marko realised as he stood to approach her. They must have only had such Alphas that treated them like pawns and tools where he no doubt used words like ‘I did this for you’ to keep them loyal and bearing a sense of debt when in reality, their alpha simply bore a charisma so terrifying that it should not be allowed to thrive. He almost felt sorry for the witch, but his nose caught a whiff of something familiar, the same pharmaceutics that were on Alba’s scent!

Rider POV The night was quiet as I walked along the edge of the forest. The air was cold, and the ground felt firm beneath my boots. I was supposed to be in my office finishing reports, but when rogues were detected near our borders, I came out to patrol. As Alpha, I always led the search myself. My Beta spoke through the pack link, saying the trail had gone cold. No tracks. No body. No clear signs. That bothered me. Rogues rarely moved without reason. Something about tonight felt wrong, and the feeling sat heavy in my chest like a warning.