Wrong Table, Right Alpha Novels & Stories

“That girl is not worth it. And considering what you’ve done to the realm, I hardly see your word as something I can trust. Besides, if I freed the Southern lands, what happens to the packs whose territories are located there?” “Those packs can relocate to your land,” the Mad Alpha sneered and tilted his head. “After all, you still have vast territory and not much money to sustain it. You can charge them. It would be a win-win.” He turned to Wade. “You already figured out you’re bankrupt, right?” “What?” My head snapped in the direction of my ex-husband, but he looked just as surprised as I was. “Oh, you didn’t know?” The Mad Alpha gave us a sly smile. “Your pretty ex and his cousin gave me

Which reminds me – why is the useless sack of shit still here? “No, he isn’t! And do all wolves get to call their so-called Alpha by their first name, huh?”. “No, just the beta and gamma. Not that it is any of your business”. Maxim snaps. “What is this about?”. “This is about the girl. She is coming with us”. Alpha 1 states matter-of-factly, as if his word is law and we just have to nod and accept. And this time, I can’t control my laughter. It erupts from me like a pump under pressure with a hole in it. Maxim chuckles as well, albeit a little bit more reserved. Flynn, however, doesn’t seem to find it amusing.

“With me.” “You crowned yourself, Wren.” He sits up. Winces. “On camera. In front of the pack. You blood-bound them. You’re not Luna anymore. You’re something else.” “Then be something else with me.” “I’m Alpha,” he says. “I don’t bend. I break.” The bond goes arctic. He looks at Wrath. “Take them to the dungeon. Chain them. Or she walks.” Wrath looks at me. “Mother?” Sundown passed.

I stifled a chuckle. "Did I say something funny? Oh, I'm sorry that I'm trying my possible best to cheer up my friend who's having a mental breakdown over some drop-dead gorgeous Alpha that she may probably not have a chance with and she's laughing her ass off. Just great!" She huffed as she rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry Emily. It's not like that, I promise. But when you mentioned rights, I couldn't help but laugh. We are omegas, and we are not entitled to any rights given our circumstances, or have you forgotten?"

she faltered, obviously scared I would use my Alpha order on her. An Alpha order is when an Alpha wolf can give an order and the wolf it is aimed at has no choice but to follow what is told or asked of them. So if she was asked to tell me she would automatically do it. I was a little offended she thought I would do that to her, but wanted her to know I wouldn’t. “I wouldn’t do that Indie, I just want to help, please tell me what you can” I explain.

Does it affect Kiel? Come to think of it, she already caught a glimpse of him holding back last night inside the car. And she can’t deny that it left her in a daze. How can Kiel, a recessive alpha, had that sweet scent? “President? Are you alright?” Only Devyn realized that she’s already making that irritated face again. “Miss Anna,” she called out. The young lady across from her jolted. “Yes, President?” “What will happen if a recessive alpha’s rut gets triggered?” she asked without even blinking.

Alpha Rex smiled at me as he held hands with the young girl from earlier, “is that why you’ve been gone all this time, that human woman is your mate?” I nodded and then looked at the girl with him, “Excuse my Alpha he has no manners, I’m Beta Kolton and you are?” The young girl smiled, “Clair, nice to meet you Beta Kolton,” she removed her hand from the Alpha’s and hugged me, she whispered in my ear, “Maria is a really good girl, extreme if you know what I mean, so I believe you just scared her a bit that’s all.” She backed up and grabbed Alpha Rex’s hand, “Alpha, you said you would show me the waterfall nearby, shall we go now that your Beta is here to protect the human women.”

“You have some remarkable Betas under your regime.” Alpha Damian nodded but said nothing else, his dark expression giving nothing away. “Now then-” Alpha Cunningham turned back to the rest of the table, “Any more questions?”

The room was suffocating, a mix of aged wood, the faint tang of ink from council documents, and the oppressive energy of too many power-hungry alphas confined in one space. Alpha Gaius stood tall at the center, his voice slicing through the murmur of the council like a blade. “Do you still need more proof?” His eyes, sharp and unyielding, bored into the Head Alpha, daring him to counter his claim. The Head Alpha finally exhaled, a long, deliberate sigh that silenced the room. His gray eyes, clouded with years of judgment and authority, darted between Gaius and me. “This council deeply acknowledges your grievance,” he said slowly, his voice even but laced with caution. “However, the case agai

"If you want to stay alive, I suggest you leave now." "We'll leave, but this woman is ours," the Rogue leader insisted, still not backing down. "You're not in a position to negotiate," the man replied. Before any of us could react, he was on the Rogue leader. His speed was blinding. With a swift move, he grabbed the Rogue leader by the throat and lifted him off the ground. His strength was beyond anything I had ever seen in a werewolf. He was an Alpha—faster, stronger than even the ones I knew.