Al-an Subnautica Mga Nobela at Kwento

I say, pointing to the Alpha and Luna of the Black Shadow Pack. Alpha Kade stands up from where he was previously seated and says, “Nice seeing you again Nathan, I was told you have my daughter." “I don't know what you are talking about." I scoff, folding my hands. “We were told that our Daughter, Alena is with you." He repeats.

"Is the secondary pressure capsule clear of the flood locks?" Leo didn't waste a breath. His fingers flew across his forearm console as they scrambled down the metal gantry stairs, dodging fallen cable bundles and sparking conduit boxes. "The primary lift is compromised by Vesper's purge loop, Papa! But the marine data storage annex three levels down houses a two-man deep-sea submersible. Matteo's old evacuation pod!" "Can you pilot it?" Noah demanded, grabbing the boy's jacket collar as a secondary explosion rocked the rig's central pylon, sending a shower of grey concrete dust raining over them.

I wasn't exactly in a hurry to go back, so I took my time and took a look around the place. According to what I heard from Owen, this place, or rather, this estate in general, was called the Alpha's fortress, where the Alpha, Luna, Beta, and the Third in Command resided. The place is huge, with several quarters—that is, houses—that belonged to each prominent figure.

Sham said and Adrian laughed. "Why would you want to form an alliance with the enemy? Against your own people?" "I believe the werewolves would be better together with the weredragons. Gwa has ruled for long now, it's time for a change. I want to be the Alpha of the werewolves and in return I will tell you how to kill Gwa. With Gwa dead, the werewolves would live in fear and when you come to ask them to surrender after killing some of them or taking some of them for hostage, they will surrender" Sham answered

I shouted my mate once again! "I'm sorry alphas" he said not looking sorry at all "but this meeting is useless, and I see no point on bickering on something that can be solved within seconds, papa and daddy I love David and I'm leaving with him as my mate and as his mate as the council law explains I already own everything he owns, and as the current alpha, I call for both packs to combine by the end of the week, their territory is big enough, and they have resources that will benefit all of us, and we have experience to benefit their warriors so any objections and I'm his Luna, so I own half of everything he owns and his ass?

~Logan’s~ “What do you mean you still can’t fucking find her” “We have searched everywhere alpha we can’t even get her sent” Elijah explained “Keep searching we need to find her” “We will Alpha just breathe” “We will research packs if we need to I want my fucking mate home it’s been 2 months” Suddenly my phone starts ringing it’s a unknown number but I quickly answer “Hello Alpha Logan this is Alpha max of the blue moon pack I heard that your trying to find your mate and I think I seen her this morning in town.”

Chapter 24: INTELLIGENT DESIGN Hyphialta surfaced a long way out to sea, and taking a moment to relax and catch her breath, scanned the familiar outline of her private harbour. Alrik was there as usual, sitting in the deckchair by the slipway, beneath the arm of her personal hoist. A family of sea lions sunned themselves on the jetty by his side, while a few lazy marine iguanas slid into the sea one by one from the rocks at his feet. Behind him the wind turbine turned slowly above the angular arrays of solar panels and the enormous mesh satellite dish – human intrusions gleaming in the morning sunshine. He seemed to be reading a book, or perhaps making notes. She swam back slowly, wondering

Out in international waters, the ocean churned under a gray, stormy sky. Inside the sleek, steel tactical bay of the De Luca command ship, the air smelled of ozone, gun oil, and salt. Kany stood near a weapon rack, recalibrating the pressure valves on high-grade underwater rebreathers. Nearby, Vito and the twins, Vin and Bin, were running final diagnostics on the automated submarine’s breach protocol. Victoria stood at the central holographic table, her eyes locked on the ocean floor mapping. A sharp buzz echoed from Kany’s tactical belt.

ResourceCurrent SupplyRequired (Daily)Deficit Water50,000 Liters2,000,000 Liters-1,950,000 NutrientsAlgae Bricks (Limited)3,000 kcal per personExtreme HeatApex DiverterStable Ambient 15°CUnstable "To fix the water, we need the Sub-Level Filtration Hub," Rhys explained, pointing his scarred finger at a map of the city’s foundations. "But Commander Vax says that sector isn't empty. It’s the territory of the Scavenger King."

She pushed forward, hoping for shelter, water, anything. What she found… was far more dangerous. Through the trees, the glow of firelight flickered. Voices rose—deep, guttural, rough. Rayne froze. She crept closer, crouched low. What she saw chilled her more than the storm. Tents. Makeshift structures. Men with weapons, marked with jagged scars and mismatched armor. And at the center—a bonfire, illuminating a circle of wolves in human skin. Rogues. They weren’t Blackmoon-trained. These were Alphas cast out from packs, loners who had formed their own tribe. Ruthless. Lawless.