Al-an Subnautica Novels & Stories

He'd been ready to be Alpha since he was just a pup. He'd trained hard and had listened to (almost) every piece of advice his father had given him over the years while he'd groomed him to become Alpha. He and his wolf were born to lead, there was nothing else that they wanted. Derulo would be his Beta, he would mate with the daughter of the Alpha of the Eastern pack, and everything would fall into place. Sure, he would never get the love that Derulo had with Manda, but his father had made an agreement to mate his oldest son with the oldest daughter of the fellow Alpha to form a stronger alliance than friendship. Samantha was a nice enough girl, even though she was only seventeen, which

I quickly followed behind in order to avert any impending war. "Yes, it is a mate mark, and what about it?" Her mate replied, moving Jessica to her back. Richard, calm down. I said through the mind link. But it was like pouring water on a stone. He got closer to them and snatched her away, dragging her towards him. He forcefully removed the hand she was using to cover her neck, revealing what was there. There was no doubt; it was a freshly made mark, and the outline of the teeth was still there. The initials A.L. were boldly written in cursive.

I told her I would help with that as well. It finally felt like our lives were moving forward on a positive note. Alpha Wyatt had returned the females and their pups to their packs. The ones who wanted to stay, he'd granted them asylum. The pup smuggling business has been shut down for good. The new Alpha of Core Moon Rising, Alpha Carl, is working with them on tracking down the pups who were sold and the buyers as well.

WORLD LOADED: ABYSSAL STATION THALASSA BIOSPHERE: SUBSURFACE OCEAN, DEEP TRENCH PRIMARY OBJECTIVE: RESTORE POWER TO CENTRAL HUB SECONDARY OBJECTIVE: DEEPEN ROMANTIC SYNCHRONIZATION HAZARD LEVEL: LETHAL (PRESSURE, TOXICITY, FAUNA) WARNING: OXYGEN LIMITED A panicked gasp tore from her throat, but no sound came out. Bubbles streamed past her face. She was deep underwater, wearing a form-fitting, resilient suit with a glowing hud on the wrist. An oxygen counter ticked down in the corner of her vision: 02: 45:00.

He carried me inside, the interior bathed in a dim, violet-hued light that felt like home and a prison all at once. The living quarters were cramped, lined with the same lead shielding as the bunker core. Nevan set me down on a reclining chair in the center of the control room. He immediately began flicking switches, his fingers moving with a speed that the human eye could barely track. The engines hummed to life—a deep, subsonic thrum that resonated in my very marrow. "We are submerging," he announced. "Current depth: sixty meters. Target depth: four hundred."

"Yeah, yeah. I know, boss. I'm just complaining. Let's go shoot some aliens." They walked into the server room. The ambient blue light of the pods pulsed like a slow heartbeat. Ren climbed into his gel-seat, letting the cold fluid contour to his spine. He pulled the Aegis-Pro helmet down over his face, the pressurized seals locking him into the dark. "Squad Zero, link up." [INITIATING FULL-DIVE NEURAL SYNC...] [TARGET ZONE: SECTOR 4-DELTA (SCOURGE BIO-HUB)] [WARNING: HOSTILE POPULATION DENSE.]

I was impressed when Nalu could still see where we were going. Along the way, I had to block a few lasers and blows with my spear. But those were only the attacks from the Atlanteans. The sea monsters never bothered us, and I guess that it’s because Nalu is the future heir to the throne for sea monsters. We got to the seafloor quicker than when I was with Byron. But there was something more on here that concerned me. The massive hole at the bottom of the seafloor looked like a huge drilling machine was used.

He was just about to land another blow against her, when she pushed him back with her powers. He let out a gutteral cry, as he flew backwards, just to get his back slammed into a jagged rock. He died on the spot too. Adrenaline rushed through her skin, but it didn't last long as another wolf ran in her direction. With her powers, she sliced their throats, impaled them all and even twisted their neck and limbs, but they didn't stop coming “They're too much.” Alysia yelled over the chaos. She snuck a glance at the enemies, and quickly she realized they weren't humans nor wolves. “It's like they're multiplying somewhere and keep respawning somehow.”

I snapped my fingers as the light bulb went off in my head. “Al?” “Yes, Nia.” The mansion’s AI answered. “Do you report to Lykoan everything that I ask you?” “It depends on the nature of your request.” “Can you upload a soft copy of the Trenchlands map to my phone?” I tested him. My body tensed as I raised an eyebrow. “Negative.” Bummer. I sighed in resignation and mumbled, “Well, you’re no help, Al.” “Perhaps a message from Lykoan will cheer you up,” he replied.

Alban went on the boat with a few suitcases and his bodyguards. Then, the small naval ship departed from the Jones Island. Nathan kept paying attention to Hilda, but she seemed normal today. There was not much of a change in her. Nonetheless, he was still very worried. After Alban got on the boat, he kept looking through his telescope. A moment later, he seemed to have discovered something as he looked at Hilda and said joyously, "I see it!" She hurriedly asked, "What is it?" He gave her a dubious smile. "This area is called Shark Bay. There are a lot of sharks here."