The Tyrant Alpha Novels & Stories

At my feet lay defeated Ryder along with his pack. “You should have stayed away from my territory,” I growled out warningly while looking straight into their eyes like they were lit up in flames by a bright bonfire inside it. “Now get out! And don't ever come back!” Ryder looked up at me with hatred gleaming through those orbs. “This isn’t finished yet, Jethron. We will return next time you won't be as fortunate." I gave him a cold, calculating smile. "I'm not lucky, Ryder. I'm the alpha. And I always come out on top.”

He kept saying he would protect me and our child at all costs. All I knew about Tyrant was he was the illegitimate child of alpha of the Jupitus pack. The Jupitus pack was one of the strongest packs with the strongest standing army in Lycannora, the world of the werewolves. He wasn’t even a candidate to the throne because Tyrant’s father had hidden him from the world and never planned to reveal him. But one day, Tyrant massacred the entire royal family and claimed the title of the new alpha of the Jupitus pack.

The owl was gone. I walked towards the window and looked at the kingdom below. It was peaceful. Too peaceful. How could people laugh beneath the rule of a tyrant. Were they blind? Or was I? Nothing made sense. “It doesn’t matter,” I murmured to myself. “I’ll kill him anyways.” As if it was as easy as I said it. He was stronger. Smart. Always three steps ahead. If I wanted to defeat him, I had to go down to his pathetic level.

Varn's eyes widened, bulging as I lifted him with ease, claws unsheathed and glinting, one razor-sharp talon pressing dangerously against the soft hollow of his Adam's apple. Behind me, Lupercus didn't move, just crossed his arms, impassive. He knew better. Tyrus's hand flew to his own throat, his eyes gone wide. "Listen. And listen well, Varn," I growled, voice dropping to a vicious, animal rasp. "I am the Supreme Alpha. Ruler of all Khragnir. One of the Seven Pureblooded Lycans. Every creature, every breath, within this kingdom bends to me."

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And here he is with the love of his life only if he knows that she is the alpha's mate, not just any alpha but the supreme alpha. Terrick swallow his pride and anger and walk up to them with a fake smile on his face. To be honest he wants to rip off his head and burn it for touching and talking freely with his mate. " Hi , Rudolf right?" He ask " yes and you are the all knowing business tycoon Terrick Clarkson" he acts ignorant as if he doesn't know that he is the supreme alpha. " so i hear that you are friends with Catrina" he ask " yes I am and am here to take her with me" he said it with no fear or what so ever, his voice holds determination. But how long will it last? "(Laughs) I don't t

I haven’t forgotten that Alvar said two days ago that he was MY MAN. Alpha Alvar Gonzales. He’s a tyrant. He inherited the position of Alpha from his father at twenty-one and quickly made the Dark Moon pack the king of the world. Better known for his brutality than his abilities, he once slaughtered a small pack that angered him, decapitating all the wolves and hanging their heads around his territory to emphasize his inviolable majesty. Alvar can’t be provoked, that’s for sure. Pretending to be dizzy and falling asleep, I’ve avoided him for two days. And tonight…

Just how wealthy are they? "Everyone, listen up." Alpha Alistair speaks, getting everyone’s attention right away. He pulls me to his side and faces his people. "This is Alicia Elrod of The Lightcrest Pack. She’s my special guest. I expect you to treat her like you treat me, otherwise..." His voice becomes low and cold, making the atmosphere around him heavy. "Death is not enough to punish those who oppose me," the Alpha continues, warning everyone. Is he always like this? Well, he’s known as the tyrant Alpha, but he always smiles whenever I see him.

’ Tyr tried again. As Zeev closed their distance, Tyr snarled at his cousin, showing his dominance and authority as his sworn future pack alpha. However, Zeev masked the heavy feeling inside him for disobeying his prince’s command. As he got near, Tyr felt Zane’s wolf move and slowly opened his eyes.

This is hard for him, being lied to and not resorting to the violence he has been famed for these past five years. "He hurt me." The words stick in my throat like glue but I force them out. "My name is Scarlett Tyson. My mate and husband is Hunter Tyson, Alpha of the Nightshade pack." Alpha Roman of the Ironclaw pack frowns and leans on his table with his hands behind his back. I don't want to believe he doesn't know what that does to his figure. His black shirt stretches taut over his body and I can clearly see the outline of the powerful body he's keeping underneath there.