Albedo Overlord Novels & Stories

I was wondering how long we were going to go back and forth for. If that heavy oak door had stayed shut for even ten seconds longer, the dominant northern warlord would have permanently, bloodily bound me to his shadow right then and there. "Supreme Alpha!" the general panted, his hands trembling violently as he held up a sleek digital military slate. A high-priority, red-bordered transmission node was flashing aggressively on the screen. "Emergency broadcast from the eastern borders, sir. It’s... it’s an official royal decree from the Blood Moon pack."

he explained, his words carrying a soothing tempo. Adonis interjected, his voice laced with a hint of urgency. "And what of the potential consequences, Alpha? What if this knowledge falls into the wrong hands, leading to chaos and destruction?" he inquired, his eyes reflecting the weight of his concerns. Alpha Leori met Adonis' gaze, his expression resolute. "That is why we must be guardians of this knowledge, protectors of our pack's well-being. We cannot let the allure of power corrupt our intentions. We must wield this wisdom with humility and compassion," he asserted, his voice resonating with steadfast determination.

"Now that everything has exploded and there are three packs involved in this problem, is that the alphas show up, while... when they were planning everything and even, executing things, they were conspicuous by their absence. >> They were not alphas, they were stars that the further away from the world, the brighter they got. An absence that is going to cause unnecessary bloodshed guys. Your incompetence, started a war, I hope you are happy" says my mother-in-law and the two alphas look at each other. Knowing they are not going to answer my mother-in-law, because she knows what back up she has, I look towards the man who was my father because of requirement and not because he actually behave

“It’s in the contract.” Ash sighed, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. Alpha’s could hide their scent, but they were terrible at hiding their red-blooded reactions. Alex was clearly trying his best, but there was a huffing flare to his nostrils that easily gave him away. “We still need to do a top down assessment, including resources. No layoffs planned,” Ash clarified. He leaned forward, smirking at the disgruntled Alpha. “I promise,” he purred in a submissive tone he knew would ease whatever was riling up inside the man.

The scent of pine and mountain frost vanished, replaced by the heavy, cloying stench of brine and decaying kelp. ​The Royal Fleet moved across the Grey Sea like a line of ghost ships. Kaelen’s flagship, The Winter’s Breath, led the formation. Its hull was reinforced with the same white-quartz timber that had grown from the ruins of the Earth-Shaker. Every wave that crashed against the bow sent a spray of glowing, bioluminescent foam into the air. The Southern Alphas stood along the railings. Their fur looked matted and damp in the thick sea mist. They were wolves of the plains and the forests. The open ocean felt like a predator they could not bite, a vastness that mocked their strength.

When he knew fully well that it could alter the balance of creation, the balance between the realms. So it could only mean that earth wasn't safe. If Winslow succeeds in his plans, the whole human race would be wiped out. And that didn't sound right. They might be weak, but that didn't mean they were to be trampled upon. And the earth was his solace, and now he wants to ruin it!! He wouldn't let that happen. He would have to think of a way to stop him. Supreme King Winslow, that name didn't even sound right, it was supposed to be Supreme King Pallaton, but Winslow had ensured that it wasn't that name that was heard in the whole realm.

I knew this had to be killing her inside. “Don’t let this small display of obedience fool you my friends, I can assure you that there is still a defiant fire still roaring deep inside,” Alexander knelt down beside Tel’annas and buried his nose in her hair. “Now for some fun. As part of the process we make sure to test out the goods, we certainly don’t want to give you sub par products. The lords of Salem pride ourselves on the quality of our merchandise.” The fucking asshole was talking as if she was nothing but an object to be tossed aside when you’d had enough. I watched as he gave control over to Blaze, who had begun to unbuckle his belt.

It should not be a surprise that it would take some time to recoup. Omegas, even when altered and suppressed chemically, were biologically made to respond to Alphas. This is a simple biology, nothing more. She sat at her CommNet station as she connects to the information portal in a try to distract herself. But the moment that her fingers stroked the pad, she keyed in “Ceres House” as a search keyword. It returned no results. Maybe she had just visualized the entire thing. And it was not even feasible for her to look up the Alpha that had paid for the benefit of spanking and fingering her. Without a name or even a position, he was totally anonymous. That was likely intended on his part.

"I am your elder!" "We could rule together." He is crazy. His words are nonsense. But, still, in the back of my mind, I wonder. "Go back to your den," I say. "You're making a fool of yourself." He growls at me. "You would rather be subordinate to Kayla?" he asks. "Of course not." "Then you should listen to my proposition." I pause and look at him. Adam has always been a strange wolf. It does not surprise me he wants to be Alpha.

The chosen gamma for beta is also d*ad. The remaining gammas did not think they had it in them- what it took to be alphas, and so they requested I take them in. They decided that waiting for an alpha to rise- which would be one of them- would be too lengthy a time, in turn exposing their vulnerability to other attacks, and so I was asked to be their alpha. Why would I say no to that when it would only aid in the strength of my pack? Not to mention the real estate.