Al-an Subnautica Novels & Stories

“Don't tell me you haven't heard that the Luna of the Red moon pack has been found. And I mean Alpha Theo's mate.” “What?!!"

And it's the same place Hayden goes when he needs some time also, also known as the place to take out his anger on. And what laid there shocked me. And I don't think I'll be able to forget this sight. Annabel was sprawled on the floor with a hole in her heart. And it's not even a metaphor, you can see a "carved" hole right in the middle of where her heart is. It was terrifying. "What are we gonna do now? Alpha won't be pleased." "But we have to do something. We can't just leave Luna here." "Which one of us are gonna tell Alpha? Definitely not me."

and it was at that moment that my alpha dominance reverberated through me as my growl became more threatening, “Iris, Addison. Get out here right now!” I yelled, and within five seconds they were both standing right beside Paul. Their eyes were wide as saucers, I tried not to look up at them right now because my whole body was shaking with anger. Their scent was driving me crazy, both were different, one of sandalwood and the other of cinnamon, “Get in the truck,” I growled, and within a split second I watched as they grabbed their backpacks and rush over to my truck as they both got into the back seat.

Jace muttered beside me. I stepped forward. They turned immediately. That hesitation told me everything. They hadn’t expected resistance. Bad choice. “You’re on my land,” I said, my voice staying even and controlled. “Explain.” One of them stepped forward slightly. He was in human form. “You’re…. Alpha Kalean….” he said quickly, eyes widening in fear. Not a question. Recognition. Good. “Then you know this is my territory,” I replied. His eyes flickered. “We didn’t know.”

His face was pale, his eyes bloodshot, but a terrifying, triumphant smile broke across his face as he looked at her. "You're late, Anaya," Alistair said, his voice echoing with a strange, multi-tonal resonance that filled the glass structure. He held a massive, glowing master controller device linked directly to the subterranean foundations. "The calibration is at ninety-one percent. The Eastern Node is mine. Hand over the cylinder, or watch me erase the country you fought so hard to return to."

“The Sanctuary is no longer a safe-house. It’s the final stage of the game of thrones. And we are not leaving this place until The Director is neutralized.” The Nautilus V-Class settled gently onto the docking clamps of the Sanctuary, the deep-sea habitat of Marcus Thorne. The pressure outside was nearly seven tons per square inch, a crushing darkness only illuminated by the sub’s powerful halogen lamps reflecting off the immense, monolithic composite-steel dome of the facility.

"Alpha, there is more. We found a message carved into the trees near the bodies." "What does it say?" The warrior's voice shook. "The false Luna must burn before the true Alpha can rise." Every eye in the room turned to me.

Exhaustion clawed at him, but he refused to relent. The only sign of Alina was the torn sleeve drifting in the current. Sebastian grabbed it, heart hammering. It offered no more than confirmation: she had been here. She had moved. And now she was gone. Hours have passed. The fog clung to the water, and the first hints of dawn lightened the horizon. Divers rotated shifts, sonar pinged tirelessly, drones cut faint paths through the haze, every speedboat and patrol craft combed the channel. Still, nothing.

Valkyrie and the rest of the pack’s members stood by the side and waited while I went forward with the doctor. “Please, come in.” He said as he pulled open the door for me. I walked into the lots of medical equipment in all corners of the room. I sat down while he went about to gather the stuff he would need. A nurse walked in as well to help him. In no time, the test was done and he nodded at me. “You're indeed the Alpha's mate.” He said with a satisfied look. Oh, he needed to confirm? “Of course, anyone could be lying, even Renee.” Layla confirmed.