Alice Murder Drones Novels & Stories

Three months after my Alpha mate disappeared, I searched the entire world desperately for him. I found him in a bar, his childhood friend in his arms, feeding him wine mouth to mouth. "The Alpha is confirmed dead. We will now begin preparations for the Alpha Election." "Luna, are we truly giving up?" asked the elder on the other end of the line, his tone laced with disbelief. I looked into the private room through the door crack, where my Alpha was caressing Desiree's cheek indulgently.

Damon It had been an arduous process, but finally I had found concrete evidence against Alpha Rivers. Without wasting any shred of time, I had immediately made a report to the elders of his clan informing them of his crimes. Although they had not replied yet, I was looking forward to something from them soon. Alpha Rivers had committed a lot of crimes in his life, and after an intense week of investigation, I finally found a man who had the information I needed, Grant Rivers.

Lily’s pov~ The wooden door leading into the office where Alice was last seen judged me as I knocked twice on it. I couldn't deny my rising urge to know what was left of her. Is she dead? How on earth did she end up in a fish’s belly? So many questions pulled me further in. “Dr. Wolfe?” I called, peering my head in as I pushed the door open. I knew if I called attention to myself I'd probably be the next one.

I state as I pull out of her. She whimpers at the loss of contact when I stand up to get my clothes from where I had put them. Once I have my briefs and pants on, I sit her up and toss my shirt on her before bending down and picking her up carrying her bridal style. She snuggles into my chest, and her breathing evens out as I’m walking us back to our bedroom. “Alpha, Preston is back and has information to report to you and the Luna, as well as their team,” Drake states, catching me walking across the driveway.

“...So you mean to tell me Drom is still alive, but I saw him die!” “If he was truly dead the covenant seal would have never appeared on your back, so I am certain he is alive, somewhere. Now please unlock the shackles, that is if you want to learn more.” Alicia unlocked her chains, making sure her guard was still up, many things had slipped through her grasp that night and she wanted to be in control of that situation. “And where does my mother fit into all of this?” “For this…” Like a snake she rapidly slithered her way past the state guards and knocked Robert off his feet, taking control of the wheelchair Martha was sitting on. She pulled out a dagger and placed it over Martha’s neck.

Monika said with a grin. Within a few seconds, three huge bees stormed inside. Two of them went right behind Boss and Alex and grabbed them, holding up their own silver daggers to their throats. Monika laughed, pulled out a syringe, and plunged it into Allen's neck. Allen whimpered again as her eyes started to feel droopy. "Alpha!" Allen whined. "It's okay, Allen. You're going to be okay." Sebestian said. If the dagger wasn't at his throat, then Sebestian could easily tear himself away from the other beta, but he didn't want the chance to slice his throat.

His quiet murmur was almost covered by the sound of crackling from the fire. "Arlo was terrified of this. Of the prospect of her actually returning. But... she is the only hope I have. We have. But I pray for him." That sentence, seemingly so disjointed, was whispered and was heavy. I pray for him. He stared intently at the fire, in a dull, absent-minded trance. Arlo was afraid that Athelia might be a tyrant. The hatred I felt coming from her, how much she was driven by revenge, her feelings of revulsion and bitterness; all of those made me think that his worries might be justified.

But the rains never came, the crops failed, and they couldn’t keep their promise. Alpha Damon was cold and merciless. He offered help to the desperate, not out of kindness, but as a deal. If you failed to repay him exactly on time, he took something you valued most, it could be your land, your freedom… even your loved ones. Promises were sacred to him. Breaking one meant paying a heavy, painful price. Dad collapsed onto the sofa, crying. I wanted to help him, to help them both, but I was powerless. “We can’t let them take her,” Mom said through her tears.

Damien Rourke’s face appeared—recorded, but recent. “If you’re seeing this, congratulations. You’ve found my legacy,” he said. “But you’re too late. These drones are linked to independent AI nuclei. No command center. No kill switch. Each unit can make decisions, assess targets, and rewrite its mission on the fly.” He smiled cruelly. “This isn’t about power anymore. It’s about inevitability. You killed the Accord. But you can’t kill what comes after.” The screen faded. Natalie stared at the drones. “How long until deployment?”

Alice mumbled, nails tingling, shoving the note away. Mira’s eyes softened, but her voice was coaxing. “You’re spiraling, Alice. The gym will be loud, lights flashing, music pumping. It’ll drown out the chaos.” Her hand brushed Alice’s desk, leaving another folded note. “Read this later. It’s why you need to be there.” The note read: The rally’s your safe place. Stay with me. But the crescent moon symbol matched the first note, and Alice’s scar pulsed, her senses catching fur and blood beneath Mira’s scent. Mira wasn’t just a friend—she was a hybrid, a cult creation, steering Alice to the rally for Samuel’s plan.