The Tyrant Alpha Novels & Stories

The men again laughed as they encouraged their Alpha. “This pretty piece of ass will show you just what a ‘she-wolf’ is capable of. Be ready for when the sun rises you will be apologising at my feet. The only thing you’ll have to worry about is whether or not you’ll have any teeth left.” Without giving Tye the chance to respond we upped at left. I don’t know where Lilith found the courage to speak like that, but I couldn’t have been any prouder.

He was cool and she loved him. Although he was not the most powerful Alpha he had a little amount of power. When she would present herself at the annual celebration, he would choose her as his mate and they would live together forever, Well..that was her vision. A vision she was sure would come to pass. "Alpha Maxdole." She giggled, running down the stairs and into his arms. "Easy there, your little peanut." He mumbled. "How are you doing Alpha? Would you mind drinking first before leaving?"

They lifted heavy crates with ease, their movements unnaturally fluid. “Supernatural enhancements,” Lucian murmured. “Damien’s not just recruiting. He’s experimenting.” The implications were chilling. If Damien’s forces were enhanced in this way, it meant our pack was facing an enemy, unlike anything we’d encountered before. As we watched, a figure emerged from one of the larger tents—a tall man with a commanding presence. His sharp features were unmistakable, even from a distance. “The tyrant Alpha,” Lucian said, his voice cold. “Damien’s ally.”

She shut her eyes for a moment and in no time screamed a second time, her hands propelled forward, about to hit her when a loud voice came from behind. “Enough. That's enough.” Everyone anticipating Eirlys next move, dispersed themselves and acted all composed. Eirlys turned her head, slowly releasing her hold on the girl. They were no different from each other based on their looks. Both in their 20’s. “What's going on here?” The voice came again. It was the Tyrant. The Alpha of the pack. He walked amidst the prisoners while three guards walked behind him. Everyone bowed their heads as he walked past them. They all knew the Tyrant for his ruthless judgement and the way he dealt with slaves l

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.”

"You're mine, Wellintine, and you'll soon find out how." Those foolish smiles on his face made me hate him the more, but those abs resting on his flat chest and belly, got me attracted to him. But, I don't like his guts. It's obvious he's not going to treat me well. Grabbing a cup of coffee by the door, he took a sip and returned the cup. "I'm Alpha Drake, the immortal Alpha!" He said, glaring into my eyes. And boom, he left, banging the door behind him.

I would kill them rìght now if It didn’t mean months of explanations to other Alphas. Dave threw down a bag and they all jumped back to avoid it. Good, they could smell it. “Anybody tries to move, it’ll be the last step you take.” I said loudly. They got the message. They were done. “Now, be good little pups and chain yourselves up.” Carter said. Carter had been an Alpha so long non of them could resist his Alpha speak. I could even see Dylan twitch a little. It had gotten to him, he may be Alpha now but he was Carter’s wolf barely two months ago.

“And I’m your older brother. Doesn’t mean I’m blind.” “That’s enough,” Tyler said, stepping down from the base of the treehouse. He looked taller somehow, broader, even though nothing had changed. “I don’t care how many years you have on me, Dominic. You will not disrespect Lyric like that again.” Dominic’s mouth curled up in a smirk. “You brought me back from exile, little brother. Guess you think that makes you the boss now.” “I am the Alpha,” Tyler said, every word sharp and clean like a blade. “Don’t confuse mercy with submission.”

Gerald cleared his throat, a bit louder than necessary and the alphas scurried back to their chairs. Valencia got straight to the point, “So I hear that some of you wish to cross our territory and find mates. Care to explain why?” The alphas studied the floor as if it held the answers of the entire universe and Valencia’s heel tapped on the step. A tanned man raised his eyes and mumbled, “May I, archon alpha?” She nodded her head and replied, “Go ahead, alpha Tyler.” Tyler had been a rogue and was tossed around by the packs like dead meat when Valencia had asked him to prove his worth by challenging any alpha he wanted. If he won, he would be the new alpha and anyone challenging him would ha