Toothless Alpha Mode Novels & Stories

RAYA BANKS I felt the Alpha’s needled fingers hook painfully in my hair as he jerked my head closer to his face so that I noticed the way his skin lacked any pores, the marbled porcelain contorting with hate and displeasure. “Answer me, wench, I will not have a man who whores around in MY own Castle! Do you understand me?” Alpha Toph bellowed, the wind from his mouth brushing harshly over my face so that I had to squeeze my eyes shut, feeling tears drop from the squinted corners as I tried to reach the iron grip he had on my hair.

“You don’t understand. All my life, I can’t do anything like a normal person does– even the simplest things. I can’t run. I can’t walk too far. I can’t eat unhealthy foods. I couldn’t play games that would easily exhaust me. Every physical activity in school, I would just sit in the corner and watch my classmates play with their hearts out with their friends. I can’t sleep late. I can’t stress myself. And everyone treats me like a fragile doll. They don’t want to be friends with me because they’re afraid that they’d do something that will hurt me.” I got up from the sofa and walked towards his desk as I faced him. “You bit me… and everything changed. I can do things that I haven’t done befor

The attack from Elora was not a movement of muscle and bone; it was a "Glitch" in reality. One moment, she was a passive statue of scentless obedience; the next, she was a blur of silver-white static, her claws leaving trails of grey "Redacted" data in the air. She lunged for Kaelen’s throat, her clouds-and-sapphire eyes glowing with the cold, clinical authority of the First Alpha’s "System Restoration."

Leon POV “Now just stay silently, little omega, and let me eat you up slowly,” A strange man whispered slowly into my ears, his red eyes gazing right at mine in pure hunger. This strange man I had named V, as he had a strange V mark on his neck, and it was clear he was an alpha. Within a split second, he pulled off my clothes as he slid his tongue right into my mouth and began to kiss me, my tongue slowly danced right in with his, as my hand went right through his hair.

At that moment I just wish to shut my eyes and vanish from the face of the earth entirely. I struggle to get out of his grip but I start feeling Alpha Victor's claws dig deep into my neck. I choke out a bitter cry but my sobbing noise is suddenly overshadowed by Alpha Victor's hysteric laughter. I feel his grip on my neck loosen, I slump to the floor in defeat, and my entire body collides with the hard floor.

Without their Alpha alive to command them to fight, their allegiance was no longer bound to Harding and they were no longer particularly interested in fighting these intruders. "Kill her!" Lyra shrieked. "She just ripped my father's throat out!" She was the only human left in the room. No one moved for a moment, as everyone had frozen in the midst of fighting when Dani had killed the Alpha, effectively severing the pack link since he didn't have an heir who would naturally take up his role as pack Alpha.

"Omega. Sold to Silver Claw Pack in settlement of a debt owed by Viktor Hale of the outer territory." It was not a question. It was a recitation of facts, delivered without inflection, without cruelty, and somehow that was worse than cruelty would have been. At least cruelty would have acknowledged that what was being described was a person and not a transaction. "Yes," she said. Her voice came out clear. Small victory. His gaze moved over her once more, that slow deliberate inventory, and then he straightened in the throne and the quality of attention in the room shifted immediately, everyone around her going slightly more rigid, slightly more alert, responding to whatever subtle signal the

Betrayal, fear, and hurt lingered in Beta Michael's aura. "Alpha, I'm sorry. Shirley is in danger." He tried to reason with Alpha James. "So selfish of you to put two packs in danger to save one person. How many people have to die before you realize he's using you?" Alpha James released a series of punches to his midsection, breaking a few ribs. He then grabbed the vice grips from the table pulling Beta Michael's claws from his nail bed, declawing him. He took the same vice grips, pulling out his four canine teeth.

“The need to use it. The addiction to the power. It calls to you. It wants out.” He leaned past Zero, his icy eyes pinning me in place. “Let’s see how strong that call really is.” He moved faster than I could track. His hand shot out, but not toward me. Toward Kael. There was a sickening crack of bone. Kael cried out, stumbling back, his arm hanging at a grotesque, broken angle. The Alpha stood calmly, wiping his hand on his trousers as if he’d touched something dirty. “Fix it,” the Alpha commanded me, his voice flat and cold. “You pulled your mate from the brink of death. Fix this.”

I leant down, running my tongue along the worst of her cuts, only for her to gasp and spring across the bed. "What are you doing!" She yelped, her cheeks burning bright pink. If those injuries weren’t so bad, I would have teased her, but the state of her back was fucking suffocating me with crippling guilt and anger. "Alpha saliva heals kitten." I said softly. "It will help you heal faster, lie down." She looked suspicious at first. "How?" "It’s just an ability we Alphas have." I shrugged. No one ever questioned that. "So you randomly go licking people when they’re hurt?" She asked, wrinkling her nose.