The Rational Male Book Novels & Stories

"But leadership requires more than documented competence. It requires the respect of fellow Alphas, acceptance within council structures, political credibility that comes from following traditional pathways—" "So qualification doesn't matter if it comes in the wrong gender?" I interrupted again. "That's the argument you're making? That even when females are demonstrably more capable, we should choose less qualified males because... tradition?" "Because stability," Brennan snapped. "Because predictability. Because maintaining structures that have worked for centuries rather than experimenting with unproven alternatives."

he replied. For the first time in my life, I heard a long and reasonable explanation from Max. He’s a humorous guy, so once he gave a logical and serious explanation, I felt a little strange. But the answer he gave made sense and was quite good. Men have an easier time dealing with pressure or problems because they solve everything using logic. This is inversely proportional to women. “Since when did you become a little wise?” I asked. “Since a long time ago, it’s just that you and Lisa didn’t realize the advantages I have. Especially Lisa. She never realized the signals I sent her,” he replied as he let out a long breath.

’ The young boy who had grown a little in the two months since he had set that first test, ‘As the future Alpha, I have had unprecedented access to the way my father works and I have to say that you are very wrong. There is no way a female is capable of being an Alpha, they are not physically strong enough nor are they as intelligent. Males are far superior in every way and it is better if the females just accept they are meant to stay at home and do as they are told. The male will look after them and their children and all she has to do is keep her male happy. It is the way it has always been and when I become Alpha I see absolutely no reason to change things.’ There was a sharp intake of b

he said, taking a step forward and folding his arms over his broad chest. "Why thank you, your highness," I said, fake curtsying. "No problem, m’lady," he replied, smirking in triumph at my enraged expression. "Why do you assume that it's okay to barge into the bathroom of the opposite sex and then judge its inhabitants? You know that it's really not okay, right?" I hissed angrily. "Because I'm a male," he gestured to himself and then to me, "and you're a female. That makes me superior to you whether you like it or not. Why do you think there are more male Alphas than female Alphas?"

At this moment, I could see his shaped face, smooth body lines, bright eyes, good sitting posture and his powerful aura. But, the more charming he was, the more frightened I felt at this moment. "Hannah, stop! You couldn't come closer! He's a devil! He'll kill you." Rationality emerged immediately and shouted to the dominant instinct. Just one second, my rationality took back the dominance and stopped my hand in time when I tried to reach out and open the office door directly. My breathing was still not smoothly and my desire for sex was still increasing - it was horrible - but the rationality helped me force down the madness from the bottom of my heart.

Charlie frowned slightly and said, “This street seems to be very important to Miss Marianne. It will definitely be very difficult for her to accept it if it is redeveloped.” Shawn was slightly startled, and he then laughed as he said, “I have dealt with a lot of women, and I know more about women than most men in general. Most women are too emotional. This is also a natural weakness in a woman’s character. Look, why are most of the richest people in the world men? To put it bluntly, it is because men are always rational and can be truly reckless in the face of profits. In the business world, only people who are rational and calm can make big money!”

“Seems like a design flaw to me…making the male lose his mind like that when the female’s in heat.” “It’s just our biology. That’s why you have all the power. It’s actually a perfect balance if you think about it.” She looks sceptical. “If you say so. Didn’t you promise me spectacular sex? This doesn’t sound so great to me.” “Oh yes, it will be the best sex you’ll ever have…that’s why you need to keep your head because I won’t. I can’t.” “Okay.” “You need to stay in the apartment with me. When your…lust takes hold, you’ll hump anything that looks in your direction. It’s against our laws, and the males--”

Loril exploited Cain’s uncomfortableness by leaning in with a seductive glance, “What are you suggesting?” Oren puffed his pipe, “Stop it, now. We don’t have time for all this suggestive nonsense. Diabolists are almost always whores.” “Knox!” Cain scolded. “You can pretty up your language, Cain, but that’s what you’re getting at.” “It’s all right, Cain,” Loril said, “I’m used to men like Knox. Go on with your explanation.” “Yes well, the male role is somewhat limited. We just aren’t connected to the Earth the way females are.”

Admirable, but unnecessarily noble, in my opinion. Still, the male had not wavered. Six, perhaps seven years, and I’d never seen him even tempted to give in to a female’s invitation. And I had been present to witness more than one. He was an enigma in the pack, and some of the females saw his discipline as a challenge. I had stopped betting against him. If any male could ever convince me that God was more than just a tyrannical despot, it would be Rake. I’d never tell him that, though. He’d never let me hear the end of it.

It’s strategic. He’s built a whole fucking philosophy around owning her. And the scariest thing is, from a purely predatory, animalistic male perspective? It’s brilliant. It’s the ultimate game, and he’s playing on a level most guys can’t even comprehend. First, he identifies the threat: the entire world. Every other man. Every friend. Every freedom. He doesn’t just get jealous; he constructs a narrative where his jealousy is prophetic, a superior form of care. "The world is full of bad men." Well, yeah. It is. He takes a grain of truth, the fact that the world can be dangerous for women, and builds a prison out of it. He doesn’t just lock her in; he convinces her the lock is a safety belt.