ALPHA'S DARKEST SECRET: Rise Of The Ultima
Born to the royal family of the White Fur Park in the kingdom of Alacia, Emal was a seventeen years old teenage boy of the royal family of the pack. Powerless and wolfless unlike every other wolves in the pack, he was constantly bullied by his peers and family. He tried everything in his power to be like everyone—if at all he couldn't be more than them as required by his royal status, all to no avail.
Not until he met her. A torrential rain that calms a wildfire. A tiger that makes friend with it's hunter. She is Arya, the one with two shocking identities. The last bloodline of the most powerful beings to ever exist who are believed to have gone extinct.
They became the closest friends ever, always standing up for themselves and protecting each other. They stick together always like a kangaroo and it's newborn. Slowly, he discovered himself, his powers began to awaken.
But an unforseen gust of wind created distance between them. It's yet to know if they will end up killing each other under the deceptive game of destiny!
One protects, the other kills! Who will decide the victory after all? The trial begins anyway.
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Chapter: Chapter 38: Mate!EMALMy feet move on instinct, every step fuelled by dread and desperation.She’s not at home. I know that without a doubt. Lilly wouldn’t go back to that house after what happened. Not when she’s still shaking from what she unleashed. That kind of power… it does something to the mind. And to the heart. Especially to someone like her.Oh heavens, she's fucking human. Well...maybe not. I need to find out who exactly she is, and what.The first place I check is the restaurant. It's dim and quiet, almost eerie without her voice ringing through the kitchen or her scent lingering around. The only presence I sense is Old Fogey’s, washing glasses with his usual huffing and puffing.I don’t ask. I don’t need to. She’s not here.I already know where she is.The hut. Our little hideout which is just far enough to be forgotten by the pack but close enough to sneak away when the world became too much. It is our place. The one place where titles doesn’t matter. Where she isn’t a lone human girl a
Last Updated: 2025-04-24
Chapter: Chapter 37: Seething With Rage And Jealousy.MATILDA We barely make it five steps out of the throne hall when Father dismisses us before a guard appears, bowing low. “The Luna requests your presence, immediately.”The guard's tone and gestures as he says it indicates that she wants us all—four of us, excluding Emal. Of course she does.She didn’t even step into the throne room earlier despite that Father instructed a messenger to beckon on her. She claimed the moment Emal transformed had ‘overwhelmed her heart’—whatever that means. But I saw the glint in her eyes as she clutched her chest back at the courtyard. It was no breakdown. Just a carefully timed performance to avoid what she already suspected would unfold in that throne hall.She knew it wouldn’t end in her favor.Darius walks ahead, flanked by Shawl and Xander. I trail behind the three of them, as always, like the forgotten whisper in a roaring storm. But I don’t mind. I’ve grown used to being overlooked by them.Sometimes, being invisible is power.When we reach her
Last Updated: 2025-04-24
Chapter: Chapter 36: Arguing With The Alpha KingEMAL“Who is that girl to you, Emal?” Father asks, his gaze fixed on me with that signature sharpness that always cuts too deep.The throne hall is empty now, except for the three of us; him, Master Aldrien, and me. Everyone else was dismissed the moment he made his declaration. But I know this isn’t over. Not really.I glance at Master Aldrien but his presence here means this conversation was probably planned.“Who do you mean?” I ask, though the name echoes loud and clear in my mind.“Don’t play games with me, boy,” Father snaps calmly in that unsettling, dangerous way of his. “You know exactly who I’m talking about.”I stay silent.I won’t give her name to him. Not when I still don’t know where we stand. Not when I know what he ordered Blake. What he allowed. I can't do well to think everything is going to end well if I give him Lilly's name. I ha e to talk to her myself first before knowing what next.It’s Master Aldrien who breaks the silence. “Her name is Lilly.”Father’s brow c
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
Chapter: Chapter 35: Strength In His Bones, Fire In His BloodEMAL«“What’s wrong? Has he gone crazy?”»«He’s going to end someone at this rate.»Many people are full of concern with fear on their faces as I charge wild, primal and uncontrolled in my wolf. I don't know how to stop it.I've never had to control this part of me before.The primal side of my being surges, making me overwhelmed. I tear through the courtyard, eyes wild, claws digging into the stone before I leap past the dueling grounds, past the walls, out into the open forest that borders the packlands.My father and Master Aldrien end the event without delay. The last howl I let out had already left some spectators injured...tossed backward, stunned, bleeding from their ears. But I don’t look back.I can’t.I’m not me anymore.The forest welcomes me. Branches slap against me, the wind roars in my ears, but nothing slows me. My legs move with blinding speed. I don’t even know what I’m running toward. I just run.“Chase after him,” Father commands behind me.My older siblings shift
Last Updated: 2025-04-20
Chapter: Chapter 34: Blood Reckoning IIEMALI expect Father to say something, probably stop the herald from saying anything more about the special request. After all, it is so obvious the Luna staged this. My eyes plead to him, but he shakes his head silently. What was I thinking? We are celebrating the Luna's birthday which gives her such right to call the shots. I just know she wants me dead. She hates me so much.The herald’s voice barely fades before the ground itself seems to hum.A heavy clang echoes through the air as the massive dueling gates creak open. A figure steps out—no, emerges, like a shadow born of war itself.Valerys Winthrope.The crowd draws a collective breath as he appears, and I swear the temperature drops.He's massive—easily thrice my width, and at least a twice taller. His muscles bunch and flex beneath scarred, inked skin that tells stories of every fight he’s ever won. A black tattoo coils around one arm, making him look all the more scary. His eyes are void of mercy, a pale, grey that seem to
Last Updated: 2025-04-15
Chapter: Chapter 33: The Blood ReckoningEMALReturning to the ceremonial courtyard, the ceremonial rite begins. I make sure to evade Shawl or any other sibling of mine as I proceed in coordinating the arrangements for the ceremonial rites.The courtyard is now filled with hushes as the pack’s elite soldiers march out in flawless formation. Their synchronized steps echo against the stones sharply. Each of them carries a ceremonial blade—polished, curved, and ancient-looking. This isn’t a show of power.It’s a dance of legacy.They move with grace, spinning and slashing through the air as drums thrum in the background. It feels like the pulse of the earth itself, like the heartbeat of every Luna that ever ruled before ours.When the final movement of the blade dance concludes, they drop to one knee as one, heads bowed.Then, from the line of soldiers, the lead demonstrating soldier steps forward. He is a tall man with broad shoulders and scars like cracked stone lining his neck. He’s handed a brown-golden container by one of
Last Updated: 2025-04-14
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