The Alpha's Revenge Novels & Stories

The charging in Alpha will not scare me but he will give me the opportunity to give him his needed vengeance… A revenge not just for my family but for myself too. He took my Mate from me just to play his little heart wrenching mind games. Head-to-head with the Alpha as the second wave of fighters comes crashing into us, the others have now moved forwards into our line of defence and it is now no longer a battle of will but a bitter fight till the end. When I circle around the Alpha, he was just throwing one of my pack out of his way high in the air. We both are snarling and fletching bare teeth at each other. Scowling as we are heading for each other.

She would leave me and never come back. I let out a deep breath. I knew I needed to make something right, but what was it? The revenge? I thought about stopping it and enjoying my life with Alpha Leo and Alpha Theo, but when the pained face of my aunt appeared in my head, I quickly disagreed, making up my mind once again. “I won't stop my revenge until I let them face the same fate my mother faced,” I replied to Lolita sternly. “Great. Go ahead, but make sure you don't play with the Alphas anymore. You don't want to play with their emotions when you are playing with their lives now, do you?” She asked sarcastically.

Being an Alpha, he caught her scent and immediately called her in. She walked inside the room of the man she came to take revenge from. The Alpha, who was part of the people who killed her family, the man who watched as their bodies burned alive years back. He was twenty at the time, new Alpha, wanting to claim his dominance. She wouldn’t forget how she felt back then, a sixteen-year-old, watching her family burning before she fled with her guard. His bare back faced her as he looked out the window, revealing how toned it was. His muscles clenching and then unclenching as he moved his arms to cross them over his chest as he watched his pack members who were in the field.

A few days ago, it had been a mere slight discolouration, but now the spot is a deep burning crimson that seems to breathe and throb with a life of his own. The scent of the Alpha has been impossible to wash away, no matter how many times Rene cleaned up. The smell of their rut still lingers in his nostrils. The Alpha will be dead soon, and so will he because an omega simply cannot survive without the Alpha who marked them. Rene's eyes slowly flicker like a torch as a sudden idea brands his brain, something evil and sinister. If he is going to die anyway, he will do anything to get revenge. ... Even if it means making a deal with the devil.

He paused for a moment, giving me time to process his words. "Concerns me and Mimi? What could it be?" I thought before asking, "What is that, Alpha?" I tried to calm my trembling voice. "I want to take my revenge on someone and I need you to help me with my plan," he said walking towards me with angry eyes. My heart raced as the Alpha's words sank in. Revenge? What kind of revenge did he have in mind? And why did he need my help? "I don't understand, Alpha. Revenge against who?" I asked, trying to sound as neutral as possible.

I started. Rebecca grabbed my shoulders. "Listen to me. Alpha is not human anymore. He is what they made Thomas into but perfected. No humanity left to exploit. No programming to hack. Just mission objectives and weapons. He was designed specifically to kill you and everyone you love. You stand and fight, you die. Simple as that." "Then we all leave," Albert decided. "Evacuate everyone. Regroup somewhere—" "No time. Alpha's team moves fast. They will catch anyone who runs now." Rebecca was already moving, pulling weapons from places we did not know existed. "I stay. I slow them down. Buy you minutes. You take Grace and go. That is the priority."

He had a plan in process and he had eyes on his target already, the Fullers. He wasn’t going to go down without a fight. They would pay for killing his father, blood for blood. He would have it no other way. He had delved into a world where simmering vendettas and an unquenchable desire for revenge reign supreme. It would be a long, lonely walk but he was willing to push past his limits and embark on a treacherous path to seek revenge upon the brothers who cut short his father’s life. They had accused his father of murdering their parents in cold blood and now, he had every reason to seek payback as they had done. But first, he had to mend broken bridges and form new alliances. Alaric knew h

The alpha stood tall, a menacing figure, surrounded by his packmates. "You killed my pack," Torrez growled. "You killed my mate. And now, I'm going to make you pay!" The rogue alpha snarled in response, his eyes flickering with dark amusement. "Well, well," he said. "The little beta has come to seek revenge. How cute. I'm impressed you can still stand after the fight."

I say, low and sharp, "you stay behind me. You do not shift. You do not run. Do you understand?" Nova nods instantly. Leo doesn't answer. But his feet plant wide and his chin lifts and that's answer enough. A figure steps through the gap. My lungs stop. He's bigger than I remember. Or maybe I'd let myself forget. Six-foot-five of barely-contained Alpha, standing in the gap of his own gate like he's daring the world to walk through it. Dark hair, messier than before. That jaw, Gods, that jaw, sharp enough to cut, hard enough to last forever. A charcoal henley, sleeves shoved to his elbows like confinement is a personal insult. Combat pants dusted with ash. Heavy boots planted like he's been w

He let out a bone chilling growl that silenced the battlefield for a heartbeat before the fight raged on. My breath caught as I saw the three Alphas shift as well. Together, they stormed the enemies like a tempest; fangs ripping, claws slashing, leaving destruction in their wake. I shivered as Damon lunged, driving his claws into a man’s chest with savage precision. Blood sprayed, and the man crumpled. The three alphas were less brutal; neck snapping, biting down hard on throats, flinging bodies as though they weighed nothing. The enemies were reducing in numbers, as they fell one after the other. The palace ground looked like a graveyard.