Toothless Alpha Mode Novels & Stories

were the only words that escaped from my mouth as I gave him the best smile I could come up with. An Alpha should always be strong. They should never show any weakness. You are not meant to be an Alpha. How can you call yourself an Alpha when you have no wolf? He doesn’t have a wolf and rely on a wheelchair, why should he be the Alpha? Men don’t cry, they don’t cry especially because of a girl. He should have just died.

I screamed into his face "I am your alpha and you are going to show me some respect" he whimpered "yes Alpha" I hate that I used my alpha tone on him but he was getting me angry, we got into the car, the driver noticed the tension between the both of us but kept quiet and drove us to the packhouse where everyone is waiting for their Alpha.

MARCUS POV The conference room reeked of stale coffee and territorial aggression, six pack alphas arguing over border disputes like they hadn't been fighting about the same goddamn lines for decades. "If we could just return to the proposed treaty terms," I said for the third time, my patience wearing dangerously thin. "The northern passage access in exchange for hunting rights—" "Your pack has been encroaching on our territory for months," Alpha Cordell interrupted, slamming his fist on the table. "We're not negotiating shit until you pull your wolves back."

He groaned and sat up, grabbing his ringing phone. "Alpha," the caller said. Alpha—the highest position in a pack of the Children of the Moon, also known as werewolves. It is a title given to the strongest werewolf who will lead the pack for generations. And the mighty Alpha who commands the Crescent Stone pack, the largest pack in the City of Flogate, is Raven. "Carter, report what happened," Raven said while putting on his pants. When he searched for his shirt, he couldn't help but smile, noticing it was missing. Bree, whose dress he had destroyed, must have worn his shirt.

As Alpha Jon started rounding the arena and judging me and what my move will be while I started doing the same to him. Seeing the right moment I pretended to attack his right paw making take a defensive position to block my attack on his right paw. Seeing that my plan to fool him is working I instantly turned my position and before he could know what happened I had already attacked his neck making him lose his balance and fall on the ground as I pinned him down while my fangs still on his neck. I held him down till he gave up making me win the match. "Looks like Alpha Badar has broken his own record by winning this fight in 40 seconds" Alpha Adam announced.

I waited until the doors shut completely before speaking again. “No patrol reports,” I said. “No council meetings. Nobody hears about this attack until I say otherwise.” Karin frowned slightly. “You think the traitors are listening to movement?” “I know they are.” Zero crossed his arms slowly. “Then what’s the plan?” I looked back down at the fur in my hand. “We hunt quietly.” Karin’s eyes narrowed immediately. “Ghost mode.” I nodded once. Neither of them argued after that because both of them knew exactly what that meant. Ghost mode existed long before I became Alpha. Before councils. Before politics. Before wolves started acting like titles mattered more than survival. It meant no escorts

Words that taste like defeat and ash. "She is Alpha of all Alphas."

Teeth ground until they hurt. Pain didn’t matter, nothing did at this point. The madness had him. The world shifted into this red frenzy. Torches danced. Shadows slithered like snakes with voices condemning him. Every heartbeat, every breath, every thought slammed into him all at once. His body shook, sweat poured down his face. He tried to hold on, tried to breathe. He tried to resist but the madness had him at its palms. “I… I am… the Alpha,” he whispered. Voice shaking. “I… control… this…”

"Of course, Alpha." ***

An Alpha is possessive, they take and claim, they don´t share, or wait for their mate to be ready, or get her head out of her ass. I don´t know where all of this is coming from, or who the woman who answered was, but I looked at them and took a deep breath: "Please..."