True Alpha Novels & Stories

, He inquired like he was impacting some high strain of intelligence . I thought about it for a second and the strain of intelligence tried to adapt but at the last moment, it fell off . " Yeah , I will refer to my Pack as however I want to refer to them ", I declared loudly . Mum and I high-fived . Mum's face relaxed and her expression became serious again , she picked up her glasses and perched it again . " Now my darling Fuentes , go pack for your trip to Crimson ", She announced excitedly . I paled , what was the fun in going if Kane was an Alpha now?

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 stepped out and met my Gamma and Delta outside on the platform. They greeted me as their Alpha, my driver brought the car around, and we all stepped into the Audi SQ7. On the drive home I informed everyone about how the meeting took place, and that I would need a new Beta. Everyone had somber expressions, and some were disbelief at the news. Overall we did not know what to do with the information that we learned about him.

Jake’s grip on her chin didn't just loosen—his hand was violently repelled by the sheer force of her aura. The True Alpha, a predator who had never met an equal in his own territory, reeled backward. His combat boots scraped harshly against the hardwood floor as he took half a step back, his massive chest heaving as his own aura shattered into pieces. His eyes were wide, the molten gold freezing into an expression of pure, unadulterated shock. He stared at her as if a ghost had just materialized across the mahogany wood. He had felt it—an energy that was older, heavier, and structurally superior to his own inherited crown.

’ Everett looked at me, raising his brows, ‘Oh, I forgot, you’re more human than wolf. I grimaced at him. Everett smirked and leant forward, resting his elbows on his knees, bringing himself closer to me, watching my face so intensely, ‘It’s not just a title for a book, The Alpha’s Roar is a phrase used for the Alpha’s ability to command their entire pack.’ A brow rose, ‘Like… mind control?’

“The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

Once Chloe grabbed her cup, she turned to Tatiana. “Augustus mention you want to learn what you are?” Tia cleared her throat and said, “I know who I am. I must find out what I am.” Chloe chuckled. “Fair enough. I have a partial answer, but it does not account for all your abilities.” “Ok, what is it?” “We think you are a primary alpha. Also known as a True Alpha. Regardless of what you call it, it means you are becoming a first-generation alpha. Your wolf size, plus your ability to mind link non pack members are common indicators.”

Everyone checked out identical to their original references. An Alpha command is a command that is the highest of its kind. When you are under Alpha command you cannot lie and must do or answer what is asked of you. It’s like a built-in lie detector that an Alpha uses to rule their pack. Drake also had not gathered any new intel from the High Moon Pack – the rogue pack “gone good” as I like to joke to myself. I am struggling to understand the concept; hence the delay in us signing a full alliance with Drake and the Blue Moon Pack.

"Alpha, there’s no pup.” *****

I finish. “And if she is?” Talia challenges. That— That’s where it shifts. Because I don’t hesitate. Because I don’t soften it. Because I don’t give them doubt. “Then she’s mine to deal with.” The words land like a blade. Final. Absolute. Unquestionable. And for a moment— No one breathes. Because that’s the truth of it. Because that’s what being Alpha means. Because whether they like it or not— I’ve already chosen.