Toothless Alpha Mode Novels & Stories

I. "Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I'm around. They will all know that you're my mate; they can sense it, and no one likes to mess with another alpha's omega unless they're crazy. Trust me, darling. I'm not leaving you alone. Not this time. If they even try to touch you, I will rip their throat out." Ash raised an eyebrow. "What's up with alphas and wanting to rip throats out?" Alex chuckled. "Ripping another alpha's throat out means that they've won. You don't need to worry about it, darling."

“I feel trapped. I feel—” “Alive.” His hand snapped up, caging her jaw, tilting her face to his. “More alive than you ever did before I bit you.” Her breath hitched, fury and heat tangled together. “You think one brutal bite makes me yours? You’re insane.” A faint smirk curved his mouth. “Not insane. Alpha.” The word rolled over her skin like a threat. Before she could answer, the air outside shifted. Heavy paws thudded against snow, dozens of them. A low, unified growl rippled through the trees.

He was studying the menu without looking up, Camila smelled the alpha in front of him, it was an exquisite sandalwood scent, it was curious why most of the alphas kept a peculiarly strong smell. “Bring me an American coffee and a turkey sandwich without the trimmings” he said in his thick voice, bringing the omega out of his self-absorbed mind. He still wasn't looking at her. She wrote down his orders and took him to the kitchen, in a little less than ten minutes he returned to the table, already with his order in hand. “Enjoy your meal,” Camilla said kindly. A gust of wind entered the place, making the alpha look up in search of that candy aroma that hypnotized him, meeting the beautiful om

And then, it was time. Alpha Jimmy’s movements were deliberate and solemn as he picked up the silver knife from the table beside him. Holding it up, the blade glinted in the moonlight, its tip pointing towards the moon. In a silent moment he closed his eyes, offering a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess that watched over us. As the pack held their collective breath, Alpha Jimmy made his way to the fire that the pack’s beta had carefully lit.

, She ended her statement by showing me her fangs . " Your father feels the same ", She added cheerfully , her fangs dissapeared. " What kind of Alpha would I be if I could not even handle those Gray moon assholes ? And you can't go around calling your future son-in-law a fiend mum , that's just wrong ", I grinned as I told her , showing her my beautiful fangs too . Mama laughed with me , we only stopped when Rio cleared his throat . " If you've decided to be with Herrera, Don't you think it would be a good idea to not refer to his pack and your future pack as Assholes ?", He inquired like he was impacting some high strain of intelligence .

The room fell silent again. Then unexpectedly— the Alpha nodded slowly. You can stay here. Several wolves looked surprised. One warrior immediately spoke. “Alpha—” She is exhausted, he cut in calmly. And she has nowhere else to go.” His eyes returned to me. You will stay here until you recover. The tension inside me loosened slightly for the first time in days. Thank you, I whispered. The Alpha gave a small nod. My name is Alpha Kael. I lowered my head respectfully. But before another word could be said—

I say. “Well, let’s find out how much he loves you,” he says. Alpha pushes me to the floor. He is on top of me quickly. He drools on my neck. He begins biting my neck then down to my breast. He reaches down to unzip his pants. “I am going to fuck you so hard that Tobias will never be able to fuck you again,” he says.

"And you grabbed me, said my name, called me mate. I didn't do anything to you. You did this." Silence stretches, thin and brittle. Then he laughs, short, bark-like, designed to shrink me down. "Mate." He repeats it like a diagnosis, something clinical and repulsive. "An Alpha knows his mate on sight. The bond is unmistakable." His eyes rake over me, hair a mess, feet bare, everything exposed and inadequate. "I feel nothing when I look at you. Nothing."

Once the brother’s left, more took their place. “Open your mouth,” One particularly dickish Alpha commanded purely because he could. “Tongue out.” His friends smirked as I parted my lips and flattened my tongue. I held that position, my eyes blank, as they inspected my teeth, making comments here and there. It was fucking insanity.

I have always thought that was a risky way to bring up one's child, considering he would be taking over as Alpha in a few years from now. "Look, Darrell, I'm sorry for speaking about your mother with disrespect, and I know you are going through a lot right now, but you can't keep reacting to everything violently. I'm not saying this because you punched me in the temple, although that shit hurt like hell, but you've been this way ever since your mother was thrown in jail. The other day, you were summoned for knocking the lights out of an omicron just because he looked at you funny. Come on man, you need to get a grip on your emotions; this is not healthy for you. And if I may suggest, I think