Novel & Cerita The Tyrant Alpha

“They think he might be the Tyrant Alpha.” I blinked, stunned. “The Tyrant Alpha?” She nodded, her hands curling into fists on her lap. “I know it sounds insane, but that’s what they said. And if he has her, if he’s the one keeping her, Keiran, she could be suffering.” I swallowed hard, the words landing heavily in my gut. “What do you want me to do?” She looked up at me, desperation flashing in her gaze. “We need to find out who this Tyrant Alpha is. Then we need to find a way to reach him. To find her.”

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.”

The guy that I thought would love me for the rest of my life. I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Why wasn't I still enough for him when I had already achieved everything a woman could be proud of? I was the heiress to the Greyfur Pack. I was the next Luna, and he was supposed to be my Alpha, who would unite strength with our pack. Tyler was an honorable man. He owned many charities all over the city and had a kind heart that no one saw because he was always known as a proud and arrogant Alpha who loved to brag about his wealth and titles.

“Right this way, lady killer smile.” I was beginning to second-guess my decision to come here willingly. They're shady characters, that’s for sure, but they're unmistakably linked to Tyrelle. But I'm not quite ready to meet this Alpha yet. Tyrelle is a werewolf, therefore the so called Alpha is their leader, right? What makes their leader want to meet with me? “Don't worry, babe.” I looked down and saw Al wiggling his body in concentration. “I will be out of these binds in a few seconds. Then we can run away into the sunset and be on our merry way to a lifetime of love and happiness.”

But Anna is his replica, with the same piercing shade of eyes. “Dad…” I swallow, feeling a pinch in my chest. “I…” “You what? You ruined things, right?” “I was at the pack house yesterday,” I mutter, hating the way he glares at me, like I am worth nothing. Like I can do nothing. “And I found the Alpha of the Blood Ridge Pack.” “Please tell me you put a knife to his gut.” I bite my lips, taking a slow step back. My eyes fall to the ground, just as I shake my head slowly.

Amara's voice hit her with a jolt, "Why are you looking at the new Alpha like that?!" New Alpha?! Iris's eyes widened as they dropped to the ground. She had been so obvious, the crowd had noticed. That was the New Alpha? Why was he dressed so ordinarily? Like just anyone on the street? and he was so young, younger than her even. How could someone that young be the new Alpha? What would people say about his image? Didn't he care about that?! And... even that did nothing to water down his looks; He was handsome, yes, but intimidating.

"You know the punishment when you intervene between an Alpha and his mate is dead and since I'm the high Alpha in all of country I can kill whoever the fuck I want and you Pink have lived your last days on this earth. I've had enough of your bullshit, racism, and rude remarks. Not only did you kiss an Alpha that was taken, but you also hurt my Omega, you made my beautiful omega cry. There is no coming back from that, but don't worry Earth will be joining you in a hell soon enough in hell. You think playing this shity game make you better person, no Pink you are nothing but a power hungry bitch. I know vert well why you want me. You don't want me beacuse of love but you want me beacuse of my

Lucian If the devil was incarnated, it would be me. There was no one more deadlier than me... Well, my father was deadlier than me before he died. I'm way different from my father now that I've grew in so many ways. My name is Lucian Van Othello, the ruthless and cruel Alpha of the Black Blood Pack. I'm hot, handsome, sexy and has what all girls love the most, a huge dick for them to ride.

“Thorne. That’s right. The bastard son I never claimed. The one I never believed would amount to anything. He’s the ghost behind the company—the company, Caleb. The one with hands in every damn corner of the world. Tech. Weapons. Oil. Intelligence. The real empire. And he just handed it to her. Jesus, it's overwhelming, you know. Thorne was actually successful…yet he kept this away from me.” I reeled. My head spun. Thorne? Thorne was the owner of Aetherion? No. No fucking way. “You’re lying,” I said, chest rising with every labored breath. “I wish I was!” he barked. “All these years I ignored that little rat—you think I’d waste my time on an adopted, cold-blooded bastard with no pedigree? An