Alex Go Weak Hero Novels & Stories

That’s when I stopped the fight and stood up. Leo lay there gasping for breath and coughing intermittently. I extended a hand, helping him to his feet. For now, we decided to pause the fight. Leo rubbed his reddened neck, squinting at me. “Alpha Easton, you’re incredibly strong.” I merely looked at him with a neutral expression, folding my arms. “You still have a lot of weaknesses.”

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I just broke the kingdom and possibly just ended King Alexander's reign all together and it didn't seem to faze me. King Alexander's limp body laid in the middle of the floor. His skin looked pale and blood was coating the floor. He looked weak. Like a weak mortal that had fallen to their death. He would regenerate though as soon as I got far enough allowing him to gain full control of his powers so he would be fine. By than Klaus would be picking me up because of the sos I sent out, so it was fine. I slowly made my way forward and figured he would try something even with the weakness, so when I tried to walk around him and he grabbed my leg I laughed because he couldn't beat me even if he

He pointed his middle finger and said, “Too weak. An exchange student from Fusha is nothing to shout about.” In the audience, the crowd gasped again, their eyes wide with disbelief. Previously, Alex Baxter had shocked the audience by winning in seconds. Now, the strong Diego Gomez was also kicked down the stage! The disciples in the North found it hard to accept! They lost! Two matches in a row! What the hell was going on with the Southern disciples this time? Why were they so strong? The patriarchs of many disciple families were also secretly shocked at the moment. “Kemp Grant is on the same level as Alex Baxter. He didn't even use his full strength and he sent a disciple of the fifth zone

Derek leaned against the wall, flipping the padded stick from training in his hand like it was a toy. “You’re in a good mood,” Kael said. Derek didn’t look surprised to see him. “Watching the ghost grow teeth was entertaining,” he replied. Kael stepped closer. “Leave her alone.” Derek laughed. “Seriously?” “Seriously.” The stick spun lazily in Derek’s fingers. “She embarrassed herself,” he said. “I barely touched her.” Kael’s gaze didn’t shift. “You knocked her down four times before she moved.” “And?” “And I don’t like bullies.”

And Cole is his guardian, the role of the guardian consist of helping him and tell him what to do just like a beta but a beta is more like a second leader, Giovanni isn't fully a beta since he's only 16 so Cole is acting as a beta for now on. At 18, Max will finally be the alpha of the werewolves and also the head of the council because he's the wolf that has a certain dominant character and a special power. At the age of 15, he was able to control all the power he received from the MoonGoddess. He was able to do psychokinesis (to move objects with his mental effort alone), telepathy with werewolves other than his pack members and lastly the most important is that he can heal people in a few

I stepped closer. Close enough now that if he moved wrong, it would end. “Then give me something useful.” My voice dropped. Low. Sharp. Controlled. A beat of silence. Then he did. “You don’t fail because you’re weak.” Good. I already knew that. “You fail because you hesitate.” That— That hit. Kaelen frowned. “Hesitate? Alpha Rex doesn’t hesitate.” Ash nodded. “Yeah, that’s kind of his whole thing.” The stranger shook his head slowly.

Alaric stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed. His gaze swept over every pair of fighters with cold precision. When he wasn't speaking, his entire presence radiated the kind of Alpha dominance that made everyone tense on instinct. This was Alaric. The hero of the entire werewolf world. The legendary Alpha who'd risen to godlike status in the Vampire War. Every pack revered him. Every enemy retreated at the sound of his name. But my second look landed on his arm. Alaric wore a long-sleeved training shirt. When he raised his right hand to adjust a warrior's stance, his sleeve shifted slightly, revealing a small patch of skin on the inside of his forearm.

The Alpha strength that has sustains him drains away like water slipping through cupped hands. "Got him," someone declares. A boot connects with his ribs. He gasps and curls inward. "She'll be pleased with this." Another kick lands in his kidney. "The great Kai, the Alpha who couldn’t be broken. Look at you now." Kai struggles to reach out for Jackson again, for Ivy, but the silver disrupts everything. He can't sense them. All he feels is pain and an overwhelming sense of weakness. Someone yanks at his hair, pulling his head back.

’ He says with an amused chuckle. ‘Axel licked your wounds because he’s an Alpha, and Alpha saliva helps heal wounds faster, but since you’re my mate, they closed completely. However, as I said earlier, he sensed you were still weak, so he thought it was best to bring you out here.’ He explained, but I’m still confused. How does being out here help? I mean, we can feel it. Actually, we feel stronger than usual. Not like how I was before Xander came and fucked up my life, but if he were here, I’d have the strength to fight him off.