The Alpha's Vixen Novels & Stories

"You have no business here, Alpha." I got up and walked towards her. Her set face and stance made me know she wasn't going to tell me anything. So, I called up my alpha powers. My eyes flashed red and hers were yellow. Her claws extended from her hands, and before she could attack me again, I grabbed her neck and said in the Alpha's voice, "Stop!" It worked. That meant she must have been an Omega of a pack and being long for by her. Alpha that she couldn't withstand the command of another Alpha. She topped writling. I let her go and grabbed a seat.

,he smiled as he stopped in front of me. "I'll try to go easy on you",I told him and he laughed, taking a fighting stance. I made the mistake of gazing at Alpha Gabriel and I saw him coaching a young she-wolf. I knew the girl, Natasha Ives, the queen bee of Blackwood city. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as she giggled uncontrollably. Alpha Gabriel kept trying to show her some punch moves but she kept staring at his face, batting her lashes like a ridiculous imbecile.

And in Woodhidge-high, the most notorious bully was Clenk. Clenk Harris was a seventeen year old werewolf whose parents were quite rich. He was by miles, the strongest werewolf—his age—in town. His strength was just a gift to him, he wasn't a leader of any sort, yet he was an Alpha. He was born an alpha. Alphas generally get their level of authority and power after they have invested in leading a particular pack or killing another alpha werewolf. However, there aren't many alphas anymore because there wasn't any pack to rule. Over time, the werewolf culture has been forced to go through changes and series of phases because of the intimidating ever-growing nature of the humans. While, werewol

My eyes opened wide upon hearing it from the womanizer Alpha. Seriously? "Then stop comparing me with your flings, Alpha. I'm definitely not like them and I am hard to get, by the way." I said with a smirk on my face. Alpha Kayden washed his face with his hands in annoyance. "Tell me, what should I do to prove you that you really my mate." He said that made me smile. I thought of something and I will probably enjoy what was in my head right now. "Then reject all your women. I don't want to hear you with other girls starting this day." I stated that made him to look at me with shocked written on his face. A sly smile curved into my lips as I was enjoying the priceless reaction of this womaniz

His brows dipped as he raked his brain for the answer, then he snapped his fingers and said, "Lilith Rivera." "And you were the arrogant alpha," my little she-wolf seethed, steeling her shoulders and stepping to my side as more of an equal to me, "I remember you, too," Lilith's attention then fell on the werewolf Queen, "I take it you're his mate." The current Alpha of Alphas smiled as if she found the entire exchange amusing, "I am. You can call me Alpha Sydney." "A female Alpha?" Lilith asked with confusion coloring her tone.

It was carved with strange symbols that made my head hurt if I looked at them too long. "You are the Alpha?" she asked. Her voice was like music, but a scary kind of music. It was a melodic, chilling rasp that made the hair on my arms stand up. It felt like a soft hand and a sharp knife at the same time. "I am Alpha Theron," I said, stepping closer. As I got near her, a violent, magnetic pull hit me in the stomach. It was so strong I almost fell over. My wolf, who had been sleeping and sad for five years, suddenly woke up. He started howling inside my head. MATE! MATE! MATE!

Now, she was a prisoner, her spirit crushed under the weight of fear, her joy replaced by a chilling silence. The thought of Vicky's fate, the grim reality of their situation, brought a wave of anger crashing over Jessica. Landon, the Alpha of this vile pack, had chosen her as his mate. She, the outcast, the one everyone had deemed unworthy, was his obsession, his prize. He had dared to claim her, to defile her freedom, to reduce her to a trophy in his game of power. He had dared to insult her, to dismiss her, to call her weak.

Cassa asked. “I don’t have any details about her or what she looks like. Just that she’s a beta,” I replied. “He might’ve confused her with you.” “Surely,” she nodded. “But he’s not a rogue, right? Can an Alpha even be a rogue with his pack?” She raised her camera in my direction. “It’s not unheard of, but that’s not our problem to sort out. We can’t let a rogue exist,” I said. “What are you up to?”

“Excuse me?” “You rejected our alpha and yet you still use him, you Vixen!” She frowns and hauls me up by my shirt. I am by no means short, but this girl manages to raise me and slam my back against the wall. “You are going to put us all in danger. Everything that our alpha has worked on is going down the drain because he is risking saving your sorry little ass, who was stupid enough to reveal herself in public!”

Vixxen clenched his teeth and twisted away, using his speed to stay ahead. Then, Ryker used his Alpha’s authority. Vixxen staggered. His body went rigid, his movements slowed as if invisible chains had wrapped around him. His instincts screamed at him to submit, but he fought against it. Ryker took advantage, slamming into him with full force. Vixxen yelped as he was sent crashing into the ground. Before he could get up, Ryker was on top of him, his big paw pressing down on his chest, his teeth bared in a winning snarl.