The Tyrant Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

Zach tries to tell me. “Okay, little boy, well then,” I change my tone to a more serious one and I hold his hands. “I think your father needs to reconsider who he leaves the title Alpha to. An Alpha cannot act this way, even at 4 years old. A Tyrant will lose, every single time. And the way you are acting, is the way a Tyrant behaves.” “What is a Tyrant?” Tony asks me, but Betty answers. “A tyrant is someone who will not listen to others, who believes their word is the only law and acts before thinking everything all the way through,” Betty explains, kneeling beside me, so we are both looking into our sons’ eyes.

"I don't, but are you an Alpha behaving the right way? An Alpha should be the icon of fairness instead of a tyrant!" I didn't know where I had got the courage but I attacked emotionally this time. And he got angrier as he walked near me and again grabbed my neck. He howled in his dead cold tone, "So you know what a real Alpha should do?" "You should also know that an Alpha will not allow a thief to run away with his pups!" "I will hunt you down from anywhere if you dare to run away again!" That's true, I should already know this tyrant will never listen to me. But I can't get caged with him. I have to run at any cost!

“If that is the case, why the changes now? You killed Rogues to rescue me which could lead to a war if they decide to retaliate, you disobeyed your council to accept me which could lead to them considering your banishment, you allowed me to fight Wordsworth. Twice. We are bearing for a third one if the Alpha decides to act irrationally. Words have already gone out about Wordsworth, meaning that other higher packs will want to push and see what you are capable of.” Tyler chuckled. “For one, that isn't how this place works. No one can remove me except for death. I remain the Alpha until I die.” His face got serious. “It was all you. I can't resist you, Lana. Also, you somehow fulfill the thing

The fact that they were happier by the day and I was more miserable tore my heart in pieces. I'd spent nights since the incident crying. Deluding myself into thinking Lurien would come crawling back to me, begging—he did not. If anything, he's been so cruel. I loved him so much it hurts and I never want to see him again. I want him out of my life for good! But a Luna couldn't rule without an Alpha. When an Alpha dies, his oldest son takes over but when he has an older daughter instead, she has to choose a husband who could help her rule the pack.

He took a handful of my hair and yanked it hard. "You're a fucking whore!", he yelled. His face was furious. "Tell you what - I still love you and my heart hurts to hurt you - so let's make a deal." He let go of my hair and got onto his knees. "You let Michael go, once and for all, and I will let you go out of this company alive. And then we get back together. I'll give you the five babies you and Michael wanted." Company? I was in a company?!

He objected, and that was when James stepped in. Grabbing the collar of this stranger, he barked like a dog that had long visited his vet: “If you don’t bounce this instant, I am going to make your miserable pack lose their alpha for good! Don’t fucking dare me.” “If other alphas have chickened out because of your mere threats, then I am certainly not one of those kinds.” He replied. “I came for one thing, and that I am going to get; not even you or your mother’s tears can stop me, Mr. Tyrant.” He added a hint of insult that threw James off the edge.

,he asks ,i raise my hands up like i have no idea at all and he immediately badge the door open to get an answer himself . "What the fuck" ,Tyler screamed as he turned around to see who badged his door opened ,making the bitch who was giving him a blowjob stop and starts running around naked trying to pick up her cloths and start getting dressed what a whore . Alpha rein jaws dropped at the sight of them and the agenda they had going on , "oh its just you guys", tyler said as he turns back to his bitch and grabs her naked ass . "What do you think you're doing getting dressed ,get back on your knees and keep sucking until something comes out " he said in a commanding tone making her take of

“Negative, the calculation is flawed,” Kael surprised my system with the update. “Alpha Alaric operates with the mild temperament of an elder whose wolf has settled into the winter of its cycle. The uncles represent the true tyrants of the line.” My expression urged his tongue to release the secondary data.

Tina beamed. I blacked out from their discussion when a familiar scent hit my nostrils, making me dart around to see where it came from. The pack house was large. We were in the second floor where the Alpha did all of his meetings. ‘It smelling like her’ Tyrant came forward. He was right. She smelled like vanilla. Like peach. Spring break. Freedom. Her smell was ecstasy and every time I sniffed if, it felt so right. ‘Yet wrong, very wrong.’ Tyrant interjected, reminding me I wasn't supposed to be enjoying her scent.

“I will not bend the knee to a monster who thinks the entire continent belongs to him!” I stared at him in silence for a long moment. Then I spoke again, my voice deceptively soft. “Any logical reason why you believe you can defy me and survive?” The young Alpha laughed bitterly. “Because the age of tyrants is ending. You’ve grown weak, Zarkov. Distracted by that whore you dragged from Blackthorn. The packs whisper that the great Tyrant has lost his edge. That he now plays house instead of ruling with blood and fear.”