Wrong Table, Right Alpha Novels & Stories

Jack shouts over the music to me but before I can answer him a young, she-wolf I don't recognize shows up beside the table with drinks on a tray. "Excuse me, Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Alpha Romero asked me to bring these drinks over to you as a small thank you for this evening!" We all look over to his table as he gives us a nod and smiles and we take the drinks from the she-wolf and thank her. It's not unusual for an Alpha to send drinks to another Alpha's table out of respect so none of us thinks anything of it as we carry on chatting.

Lina sighed in defeat, though she couldn't hide the smile on lips. A low scoff had my eyes pulled towards the owner. The brunette met my eyes while raising his brow on me. It was the first time I really took in his features, I wonder what his name is. I always saw them collectively together which I assume they must have been really close with each other. I squinted my eyes towards him, assessing him before my eyes bulged. He's a Beta. But how can he produce that much aura which could go in par with an Alpha?

In the end, he couldn’t find the right things to say to quell their leader’s rage, so ended on all fours, his head bowing down to the point it touches the ground. “I’m sorry alpha. A lot has happened recently. There was that incident with that wolf-girl, then the Blue snow pack’s alpha was pestering us non-stop about the treaty, and then there was the case with Penelope’s niece.” Each word of the beta trembled, tears now flooded his eyes, mixing with the sweat that was falling on the floor. “Damn it.” Completely losing his temper, Alpha James flipped the table with such force, it flew to the other side of the room and shattering into several pieces.

I knew that the alpha was starring at me but then I knew that his beta was smiling more . I got to where the beta was and I returned his smile . “ Morning handsome” I whispered into his ears the moment I bent to drop the food and I could see the way he blushed ,he couldn’t even reply my greetings . I knew that what i did was wrong but I don’t just know why I did it and just to my greatest surprise the alpha held on to the table angrily . The delta who was my friend just stood with me as he watch me go stand beside Emma ,we are to wait until they finished eating and then we can take everything back to the kitchen .

The table was made for an Alpha because they are known to be hot-tempered and simply destroy things. Also, there is something wrong with Alpha. He thought it would make him angry because he brought an outsider to their territory but it seemed like a gentle cat that obeyed Sierra’s command! Something really wrong! He thought of approaching the Alpha’s table to see if Sierra had done any damage and his eyes almost popped out at what he saw! The table has a crack!

I needed to know her. Alpha drove through the checkpoint and made his was through the village making sure to drop spohie off at the house, with a quick hug and a wave good bye Sophie was gone. Alpha Jackson eyed me in the mirror then asked 'what did you hand Trinity?' 'My name and number' I answered With a hint of shame I explained to Alpha that at college, I realised I was interested in women as much as I was interested in men. This news seemed to ammuse the alpha. It almost seemed like it was turning him on.

Another picked up the document in front of him and carelessly threw it to the table again, sneering, “A she-wolf doesn’t have a right to be an Alpha.” “A she-wolf is supposed to be a Luna, not an Alpha. What do you know about business and strategies? What can you guys do besides spending money, managing Omegas, and breeding pups? You guys will never be capable of leading a pack,” another snorted, which caused the Alphas, Betas, and Gammas present to laugh in agreement.

They seemed sad and angry. I hurried to the alpha table and I saw Luna Peaches, her face Stoic, but her eyes looked pained. Then my views landed on Alpha Nolan, and he had a sick grin plastered on his face. “Well, good morning Nigel, it's nice of you to join us,” he shrieked. He got up from his alpha chair. “Come on, take a seat,” he patted the chair. A few of the werewolves gasped, wondering what the alpha was up to. “Come on boy, it's rude to keep your alpha waiting.” I gingerly stepped forward and sat on the red and gold leather seat. It was warm and too big for my liking. “How does it feel?” “It feels great, alpha.” I lied.

“Shit,” I whisper, diving under the table, clutching the drumstick like a thief caught red-handed. I press my back against the table leg, trying not to breathe too loudly. Through the tablecloth, I see two women walk in, balancing trays and laughing softly as they begin rearranging the plates. Their voices carry. “Soon, Alpha Jack won’t just be an Alpha,” one of them says with a girlish squeal. “He’ll be the Alpha King. Do you know what that means for us?”

I hear another table whisper loudly, in that ‘whisper’ that isn’t actually quiet but is actually just talking in a weirdly breathy voice that accomplishes nothing. “There are four Alphas in the city. I know all of them. Those bonus points are OURS!” Harry and I exchange gleeful expressions. Do these people not realise that each pack has TWO Alphas. A male and female. I do hear someone listing some of the women at another table though so I suppose not everyone here is completely oblivious. I know a few of the Alphas and Harry finishes the list. Apparently Ryann complains about them a lot and how they refuse to pull their heads out of their asses. (Except for the bear Alphas, I met them and I