True Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I shouldn't be here. I have to go.” “You can barely stand, little wolf,” he remarked, his eyes narrowing. Anya noticed it then his eyes. They weren't the standard amber of a pack wolf. They were molten, piercing gold. They were the eyes of a True Alpha, a lineage so pure it was almost extinct. “I don't even know your name,”she whispered, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm.

My mate, Alpha Alex, had a wolf cursed at birth by a witch—unable to catch the scent of any she-wolf, doomed never to find his true mate. He spent five long years searching for her, only to be met with nothing but disappointment. In the end, broken and exhausted, he gave up. That was when he claimed me. On the night of our bonding, he told me the truth. "Fiona," he said quietly, "I had no choice. If the pack knew their Alpha couldn't even find his true mate, I'd become a disgrace in their eyes. So I chose you.

My wolf was laughing like a hyena in my head because he loved her feisty response. “You will show me respect! I’ve been an alpha since before you were born!” Alpha Bruce spat out while standing from his chair. His face had turned bright red from how enraged he was. “I’ll show you respect when you earn it, and so far, you’ve done nothing to help your case,” she replied pointedly, while also standing from her chair. She locked her eyes with his in a silent battle for dominance. After a few minutes, Alpha Bruce looked away, and the anger on his face was still very much present. The thing was, Sophia was above other alphas because of her royal bloodline. I wasn’t surprised that he couldn’t maint

Cole says, lifting his shirt and exposing a large scar down the left side of his ribs. "What happened?" I say, letting curiosity get the best of me. "As an Alpha, I get the special privilege of exploring the human world for a month," he pauses, getting up from the couch to move over to the bar near the window. He pours two glasses and comes back over to the couch, carrying the bottle as well. He hands me one and gulps down the other, "I got greedy. I thought I could stay out longer because I could handle myself, but I got ambushed. I only managed to escape because I got lucky."

However, his next few words have my world almost grinding to a halt. “Are you sure you are an alpha? I have never seen an alpha this short.” Shit.

Bow and submit to this Alpha immediately or die. .

The next morning we cleaned each other in the shower, and I gave him a blow job, and he returned it before we went to the meeting with me wearing his clothes that seemed to fit to loosely because he was more muscular than I The other alphas were already waiting for us and it made me blush red because they all probably knew what happened yesterday, and Adam was lucky to have dark skin because even if he blushed his skin hid it well, so, we just went to our sit and the meeting begun "Alphas, betas" my father started as you all know the reason we are all here is to talk about the rogues attacks and for our packs to form an alliance between White Silver pack and Sacred white pack. "Alpha Eric

Alex growled, his eyes glowing gold. The other alpha's eyes grew wide, and he immediately got up and off the bar stool and backed away. "I'm sorry, Alpha." "What's your name?" Alex growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't ever want to see you at my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out to the club. Alex turned his attention to Ash and could see how tense he was. Alex closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Ash once more.

“You were informed that your admission scroll required secondary verification.” “My scroll was signed by a True Alpha,” I reply calmly, stepping into the center of the room, my boots leaving faint dust marks on the pristine rug. “The academy charter states that an Alpha seal bypasses council review.” Ford Gilbert turns slowly, his dark eyes filled with aristocratic disdain as he looks down his nose at my full, scentless form. “A True Alpha seal is only valid if the human subject is legally registered as pack property or a bonded ward, girl. Your biological father, Sterling Whitlock, signed a debt-clearance contract with my estat

“Just like you.” “No.” His voice dropped into a deeper, heavier tone. “You’re not like us. You’re not like any of us.” He swallowed hard. “You’re different. You are the True Alpha.” Amelia blinked, stunned. “What? Aiden, if this is another trick to keep me here, stop. What the hell is a True Alpha?” Aiden didn’t answer. Instead, he began unbuttoning his shirt. Slowly. Silently. He pulled the fabric aside, revealing the wound carved across his chest…dark blood pulsing from it, golden mist seeping out in a slow, eerie glow. Corrupted veins spread around the injury like black lightning.