Novel & Cerita Werewolf Alpha Romance

’ that was my thought in action as I stared vacantly at the beautiful woman before me. Despite being a very shameful thing among we shifters, I not only slept with Janet in secret, but I had also marked her inadvertently. During heat, it is usually established that the Alpha male and Luna belonged to each other. But I had no Luna. It wasn't a shameful thing that I mated the other she-wolves of the Pack, it was more shameful when it was an Omega. Janet was the most beautiful shifter in my Pack, the Crescent Pack. And that gave me a sense of pride. She was a trophy I owned, but it never lasted. It all ended the day she was killed.

And quickly she puts on the ring and runs away. The hunter continues to trace her, in the hope to catch her and do the righteous deed. During the journey, she runs into a werewolf alpha, and hopelessly falls in love with him. ML 1: A werewolf Alpha. He is extremely capable and responsible to his pack. He falls in love with FL quickly and considers her an innocent girl ( let’s not forget she is a convent girl) even though his wolf-sense does not recognize FL as a mate. ML 2:

but only her wolves understood what she said. Alpha Drake was still battling with Greskin and had succeeded in shutting its mouth but the wolf was unlike anything he had ever seen. It suddenly disappeared and appeared from behind him and slammed into Alpha Drake sending him flying several feet ahead until he fell to the ground, denting it significantly. " Hak'ath na lar'um" Elora said from where she stood and Greskin entered the dent and pulled Alpha Drake from it before he bit his arm. Alpha Drake growled and tried to free his arm but Greskin bit off his arm and ate it.

His gray eyes now replaced with deep scarlet, as if flood of blood pooled on those. “If your goal is to free it through me, you are utterly mistaken. Only the summoner can break the spell that bound it.” Marcus only stared at her without saying anything. None of the vampires ever moved did. Kaleen’s eyes went to the Manik’s direction, a creature so foul and huge that its exposed skin stretched from its elongated face down to its four legs. It could be likened into a werewolf but viler…and deadlier. Its whitened eyes stared directly at her, hungered for the blood that coursed through her.

“This is my secret hideout. I always come around here when I need a place to clear my head. I usually race my wolf here without my car.” What? Coming down here was like two hours' drive, owing to how much he sped on the road. And now he's telling me he usually races his wolf here? Just how fast was his wolf? “I'm sure you must be wondering how come I can race my wolf here?” “Yea," I uttered. “You know so little about us Alphas. All ranked Werewolves run at a fast pace, but an Alpha runs faster.” This means Theo's wolf is fast as well. I wonder if I'll ever get to see Theo's wolf one day.

The silver-haired wolf every she-wolf whispered about but dared not approach. He stopped me before I reach the elevator. “Who are you looking for?” My breath got caught in my throat. But I remembered why I came here and lifted my chin. “My name is Stephanie Laurent,” I said. “Youngest daughter of Alpha Roman Laurent and I'm here to see Alpha Dante.” His expression flickered and recognition flared in his silver eyes. “Miss Laurent,” he said in a low voice. “My Alpha isn't seeing anyone.” “I only need 5 minutes,” I insisted. “I want to tell him something he won't be able to ignore.”

“That’s debatable.” It wasn’t. Damian Moretti—Daria’s fiancé—was the Alpha of the New York pack. A werewolf. The grandson of the man who, seventy years ago, had led the werewolves in their three-year war against humans after they revealed themselves to the world.

He just kept staring at me like he'd not just betrayed all my trust in him. That, more than anything else, told me all I needed to know. He never loved me. The promises, the closure, the love that came from him. They were all lies. “I've never met anyone as pathetic as you, Stuart.” I added, staring straight into his eyes. “You could've just chosen her right from the start instead of making me go through this.” Only then, did he look at me. “And I've never met anyone as gullible as you are. Did you really think any reasonable person would be willing to marry a wolfless lady like yourself?”

It was carved with strange symbols that made my head hurt if I looked at them too long. "You are the Alpha?" she asked. Her voice was like music, but a scary kind of music. It was a melodic, chilling rasp that made the hair on my arms stand up. It felt like a soft hand and a sharp knife at the same time. "I am Alpha Theron," I said, stepping closer. As I got near her, a violent, magnetic pull hit me in the stomach. It was so strong I almost fell over. My wolf, who had been sleeping and sad for five years, suddenly woke up. He started howling inside my head. MATE! MATE! MATE!

Getting teased just to get what was already his for forever always angered him and his wolf to no limits and Maya knew it very well from the very start of their relationship. He stormed towards her and in a flash her s*xy lingerie was in pieces on the ground. She tried to fight his harshness with useless attempts of her own but everything was futile when it came to an angry alpha werewolf. Maya gasped loudly when she was grabbed by her hair and her head was harshly pushed down face first on the soft bed by Vishous. He got on the top of her body and straddled her hips. She felt his slick, hard, monster c**k digging between her ass cheeks. She could even feel the thickness of its veins on her