Al-an Subnautica Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Just hearing this Bella looked at him in surprise and muttered, "My red eyes are proof that I am your queen. What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean." The old man then said calmly. "You must know that for the last 200 years, we have been waiting for our Alpha. The king we have now is not really our real king, he is just our real king's substitute." And our elders said long ago that one day our real king or queen will come, whose eyes will be red and his Wolf will be pure white with a diamond mark on his forehead. You have all the signs that our queen should have. Seeing these, I clearly understand that you are our queen for whom we have been waiting for the last 200 year

As they approached, the ship came into view like a ghost on the horizon hulking, silent, all matte steel and spiked antennae, with soft blue lights pulsing underneath like a heartbeat. Alessio stood beside Noa on the deck of the sub, watching it through binoculars. “How do you want to play this?” Noa didn’t blink. “Fast and loud.” “You sure? Might be nice to try ‘subtle and sexy’ for once.” Noa smirked. “We’re not sexy until the blood hits the floor.” Alessio raised a brow. “Kinky.” Ivy’s voice crackled in their comms. “You’ve got one shot to breach. They’ve got automated turrets that track sound, so keep chatter low. In and out. Clean.”

Amelia’s POV “I, Alpha Kade of the Bloodmoon Pack, reject you, Amelia White, as my mate, and Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack!” My knees gave way as I fell to the ground; pain as hot as lava ran through my body, leaving me breathless for a few seconds. “I can’t accept a weak, lowly Omega as my mate!” His voice roared as my body shook in pain. I looked up slowly at Alpha Kade’s eyes; his eyes, as green as the forest, held no emotion in them; it made me feel worthless.

She looks down tearfully at the new born who sleeps peacefully in her arms, oblivious to the events happening around him. She is Luna Athena, Luna of Crescent moon pack, and the sleeping child in her arms is the outcome of an act of love between her and her human mate. She knows that her child is in danger, as children birthed from Humans and animals are considered a taboo in werewolf custom. Her clenches painfully as she realizes what she must do to save her baby. She couldn't bear to see her innocent baby murdered, the way her mate was.

His eyes narrow in a way that makes my stomach drop. “There’s only one way to find out if you’re telling the truth,” he says, his voice low and dangerous. Before I can react, Arkyn’s hand shoots out, his claws plunging into the back of my neck. Pain explodes through me, and I drop to my knees, gasping. I hear Orion shout, but everything around me is a blur. I know what this is. Arkyn’s using his Alpha Sight, forcing his way into my memories, digging through every dark secret, every painful moment I’ve tried to bury.