The Alpha Fraternity

The Alpha Fraternity

JusticeFaruck

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Freya was a fierce, independent woman who believed no alpha could ever tame her. That was until she met Aric, a man unlike any other she had encountered. Both fearsome and powerful, he was determined to claim her in a way no warrior or king ever could. As their paths crossed, she tried to resist him, but his mere presence ignited an overwhelming and unimaginable need within her. Soon, she would find herself in a vulnerable state, unable to fend off what was to come next. Aric's intentions were far from gentle as he prepared to ravage her, claiming every inch of her body in a ruthless conquest. Despite her desperate pleas and the painful release of each intense climax, he would not stop until she was marked as his own, exhausted and aching. In this tale of passion and power, nothing is held back as their primal connection unfolds in the roughest and most savage way imaginable.

Chapter 1 Prologue

FREYA's POV

I never set out to be queen. I was happy on the battlefield. I'd earned my favor there. I was strong and fierce enough that people trembled in fear when they heard my name.

I was about to earn a whole lot more than just the glory that came with conquest though. I was about to take the throne for myself.

All around me, my comrades raised their mugs into the air as they waited for the king to speak.

I stared up at him, looking forward to the celebrations that came with a triumph of this magnitude.

I should have run while I had the chance. "On this great day, we celebrate this incredible victory and I must thank one of our greatest warriors, Freya the Unstoppable.

It was through her ingenuity that we defeated the people of Kaldar, who have long been the stewards of the Port of Skali, but no longer.

Now we reign in their stead and they will speak of your honor and glory on the battlefield for years to come," the king exclaimed with an unmistakable sense of pride.

It had been my idea to feign a retreat, only to attack from our riverboats with a volley of fire arrows in the dead of night. Our enemy had been busy celebrating their false victory when we had attacked again and taken the entire town.

And now, we were celebrating safely back within our city walls with the spoils of war that we had taken for ourselves.

"Hear! Hear!" the crowd roared.

Men and women alike slammed their pewter mugs, splashing the wooden tables with copious amounts of ale and wine. The scent of alcohol permeated across the massive room and it only fueled the fires of celebration even more fervently than ever.

I still had blood on my gray leather tunic. I wasn't sure if I was ever going to be able to get it out. I honestly didn't know if I even wanted to. I took pride in it.

The crowd started to chant my name and I looked out across the room. I'd fought side by side with all of them since I was old enough to carry a sword and shield.

Many of them still had the war paint from battle smudged on their faces. Much of their combat armor was flecked with blood and streaks of mud, remnants from a long and hard-fought war that finally appeared to have come to a close.

Our city, the people of Valgertha, had achieved victory together and now we controlled a very important and centralized trading port that would provide food, drink, and whatever other supplies we could ever need from the rest of the world. We'd earned this celebration. Together.

I took a rather large swig from my mug of mead and slammed it back down on the table too before the cacophony of cheers, battle cries, and applause drowned out the king's words.

Once it settled down to a dull roar, he began to speak again.

"Many of you have expected me to choose a wife and I have put that decision aside for many years in favor of conquest and war, but now that we have achieved this critical victory, I feel as though it is long overdue that I claim a woman to stand by my side," King Vageir continued, and gooseflesh popped all over my arms. I turned toward the king and he set his dark brown eyes on me.

He said nothing, but his gaze said everything. I swallowed heavily, nervously awaiting what would come next. He wouldn't dare, would he? The longer he stared at me, the more I realized that he would because it was his nature.

It was his instinct to claim a woman, even if it meant he had to just take her. He was an alpha, a behavioral instinct that had been written long ago deep into the fabric of our DNA, a series of mutations that twisted and intercalated into the very foundations of our genetic makeup.

His kind was made to subdue an omega, a woman who was instinctually fated to react to his powerful dominance and spread her legs with the need to breed. I'd heard rumors of cities far away that sought to subdue our feral instincts with medications and suppressants, but it wasn't like that here. We let nature take its course.

In Valgertha, an alpha could claim an omega, and no one would ever interfere. It was a sacred part of our lives. We embraced it all, just like we craved battle and the spoils of conquest, and the mud of the battlefield.

A very long time ago, the entirety of our planet was caught up in the Great War. Nations fought against the nations to control trade routes, money, and power. Many cities had been wrought with devastation and completely ruined. Several had been left to rot and had long ago been overtaken by nature.

Hundreds of thousands of people had fought and died in that war until it all finally came to an end with the use of weapons that swept through the planet like a black cloak of death. It wasn't until much later that the aftereffects of those weapons began to present themselves on those who had managed to survive.

Humans were the most sensitive. A small number of men become stronger and more assertive in taking their mates. Some rare women succumbed to their rule and gave themselves over to be bred, but as more time passed these instincts grew to become stronger.

Now our people were powerless against those mating urges. There was no fighting them once they took hold. I stared at King Vageir. He gazed back at me, possessive and expectant.

A sickening feeling billowed up from the very pit of my soul. "I have chosen the woman that will stand by my side," the king continued.

I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment before opening them once more. I wanted this to be a dream. I didn't want him to continue because I knew what he was going to say before he even said it.

I prayed for him to keep silent, even though I knew he wouldn't. There was one major problem with what he was about to tell our people. That wasn't a part of me because I wasn't made that way.

I wouldn't bow to him and just let him use me. It wasn't in my nature. I was different than anyone else. I was an alpha, a female one, and the only one known to exist among our people.

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The Alpha Fraternity
1

Chapter 1 Prologue

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Chapter 2 The Queen Of Valgertha

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Chapter 3 Celebration

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Chapter 4 The Celebration

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Chapter 5 Long Live Queen Freya

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Chapter 6 The Meeting

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Chapter 7 The Meeting Continues

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Chapter 8 The Meeting Continues 2

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Chapter 9 Claiming The Queen Of Valgertha

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Chapter 10 Conquering The Queen Of Valgertha

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Chapter 11 Conquering The Queen Of Valgertha II

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Chapter 12 Conquering The Queen Of Valgertha III

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Chapter 13 I'm Going To Kill You

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Chapter 14 Stop. Please

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Chapter 15 Spread Your Legs,

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Chapter 16 What's This Between Your Thighs

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Chapter 17 Please, Give Me Your Cock.

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Chapter 18 Get Down On Your Knees.

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Chapter 19 Come For Me, Omega,

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Chapter 20 That's Good Omega.

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Chapter 21 Good Girl,

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Chapter 22 You Are Alpha And Omega

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Chapter 23 I Deserve To Know.

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Chapter 24 Stand Up

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Chapter 25 My Queen

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Chapter 26 I Was Alpha. I Was Omega.

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Chapter 27 Queen Freya,

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Chapter 28 A King Versus A Queen.

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Chapter 29 A King Versus A Queen II

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Chapter 30 A King Versus A Queen III

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Chapter 31 Where Is The Queen

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Chapter 32 You're Hurting Me,

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Chapter 33 Would You Sit With Me

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Chapter 34 Searching For The Queen

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Chapter 35 THE GHOST VISITATION

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Chapter 36 The Ghost's Visitation II

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Chapter 37 A Queen Worthy Of A King

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Chapter 38 Celebration & Announcement

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Chapter 39 After The Celebration

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Chapter 40 Kiss It, Sweet Girl,

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