The Alphas Novels & Stories

Well…he was my mate. “Fine. I’m listening.” “From the East is Tau, the Alpha of the east. From the North is the Twins of the Stars, Alphas of the North, Light and Sky. From the south are the Triplets of the eclipse; Amare, Philo and Ahab.” Aaliyah listed to me the alphas but something felt off. “Okay? Is there anything else?” I asked and they looked at each other’s faces as if they had something hidden that they were afraid to say.

It was clear in the way they carried themselves and how their very presence seemed to fill the hall. “Alphas,” the voice said from beside me, slightly startling me. It was Richard. I had no idea he’d been so close. “They are all Alphas; the rest present are either betas—second in command to the Alpha, gammas—third in command, commanders and all their mates.” “I guess that explains it.” “Having so many Alphas so close could easily end in catastrophe; we could only hope that wouldn’t be the case.” “Why so?” “Unlike every other wolf, Alphas are the most dominant of them all. They believe themselves the highest, and so imagine when they are all together—when they are forced to see another higher

If only incense alone could accomplish such things. Foley stepped forward, his voice clear and strong as he made the introductions: "Present here tonight are the great Alphas, rulers of their sovereign territories, in good health and sharpest of minds: Alpha Kora of Blue Vein Pack, Alpha Darius of River Valley Pack, Alpha Talon of Mountain Peaks Pack, Alpha Voren of the Clay Pack, present Pack Leader Eamon of Moonveil, Alpha Einar of the Green Fields Pack. Blessed be to you all."

Hunched and bound in chains are both the Beta and Gamma. We all take a collective step back. "We will wait," the Alphas both agree. "And as soon as we see the right opportunity, we will move in and slaughter all of those witches where they stand."

They were cruel. If not treated, the 3K's could lose their lives. Damn, I brought them into this situation. "Isn't it obvious? I want to kill you three. The three great Alphas," Lucy laughed devilishly as if she were possessed by a demon. My eyes widened upon realizing that they were Alphas. Uncle Zorious had told me about them. Alphas are the leaders of wolves.

His voice is even but dripping with anger. “And you.” Hank turns to Mason. “You should know better than to engage with assholes like this.” “Excuse me?” One of the men snarls. “I’m Kane Constantine, and this is Axel. We are …” “The Alphas, we’re all well aware of that,” Hank cuts him off bitterly. “Which makes your behaviour even worse. You’d never tolerate a couple of strangers coming into your pack land and behaving like idiots.” Alphas, huh? So, these guys are a big deal.

she whispered back. “Good. At least you’re not delusional.” She laughed softly. Decker and Adam exchanged a look over her shoulder. Not hostile. Not friendly. But steady. Something had changed between them, and several Alphas noticed. That mattered. By the time all eight Alphas arrived, the retreat felt like a powder keg wearing polished stone. Morgan of Ashvale. Jacob of Silver Claw. Decker of Dark Mountain. Adam of Edgewater Falls. Malric of Iron Ridge, unmated, with his Beta. Rowan of Pine Hollow, mated, with his Luna.

” I exhaled, pinching the bridge of my nose, “Of course they don’t.” The Dark Alphas , like we are called, are the alphas that refuse to be ruled by the council, a group of old mongers that want to take all the powers for themselves. Those of us who spit in the face of council so-called rules. We are wanted and labeled with a red tag by their security enforcers. The well-known most powerful security network is composed of powerful wolves. James glanced over my shoulder, even as I tried to use my body to shield him from seeing Milo.

An Alpha is possessive, they take and claim, they don´t share, or wait for their mate to be ready, or get her head out of her ass. I don´t know where all of this is coming from, or who the woman who answered was, but I looked at them and took a deep breath: "Please..."

"I guess we are sticking with your complicated human plans." She fades out of my mind and I focus on the files in my hands. Damon had it delivered to me a few days ago. It contained the names and pictures of the three Alphas coming today. Alpha Craig of the Sage pack, Alpha Monroe of the Grange pack, and Alpha Tobias of the Russet pack. All friends, all older than Damon. And Vance. These Alphas belong to our parents' generation, which could be a good thing or a bad thing. Good in the sense that they have the wisdom and skill set to maneuver the shitstorm we are about to get in, bad in the sense that they could use that same skill set to fuck us up.