Akira Book Novels & Stories

A small part of me admired that, but mostly, it annoyed me. “Well,” I said, leaning back in my chair, “one can never be too careful. I’m a man with many enemies, you know that. And that includes your ruthless mate, that beast of a wolf, Hunter.” I saw a flicker of something—disapproval maybe—flash across Akira’s face before she quickly looked away. I still wasn’t sure what that was. Akira composed herself and turned back to me with that same fearless expression. “Maybe you should consider having fewer enemies,” she said, her voice cool, “so you don’t have to keep running around like a man with his house on fire.”

"Yes! That's it! My blood. My heir." Akira's breath came in short gasps, her chest tightening from the intensity. The power wasn’t a whisper—it roared in her ears, surged through her veins, a thousand voices urging her to unleash chaos, to dominate. She stumbled, clutching her head as fragments of visions crashed into her consciousness—cities crumbling, seas boiling, shadows creeping over the world like an endless night. "Akira!" Kaidën's voice cut through the storm. He fought his way through, blade raised, his eyes locking onto hers with urgency. "You’ve got to let go—it’s feeding on you!"

It was a history book; The History of Akira Pack, she rolled her eyes at how obvious the title was, and she was about to get comfy and dive into the book, then she recalled Gwen’s words and her eyes narrowed. Gwen talked about A book, not the books. Her eyes darted back to the pile of books, and she scooped them up and dumped on the bed, then began going through them. 7 out of the 8 books had very generic titles and looked to be recently written and published, but one of the books that was buried in the middle of the pile; that caught Kiara’s attention and she grabbed it. The Forgotten History by Alpha Kratos, undoubtedly one of the older Alphas that ruled the pack once, the book looked to b