Alpha Blade Novels & Stories

Alpha Blade drives the car into the compound of a hospital, almost knocking off the people on the walkway. The car comes to a sudden halt, and he steps down from it. Turns around to my position, opens the door and drags me out of my seat. He tugs me behind him into the hospital, while I follow behind him like a pup. His arrival makes everyone bow their heads in respect. Some doctors rush toward us, and Alpha Blade flings me into their arms, “Find out what is wrong with her and get that thing off her womb,” he orders and storms away.

"How can we halt the relentless advance of this unseen enemy?" Alpha Thorne, the largest and most robust Alpha among the packs, a warrior renowned for his indomitable will, was known for his ruthlessness and ferocity in combat. Tales spoke of his ability to dismantle foes effortlessly. As Alpha Thorne spoke, the expressions of many fellow Alphas darkened—some with rage, others with fear or apprehension. Several had suffered losses to illness, leaving them unsettled and skeptical of their healers' abilities. Doubt lingered among their ranks.

I was taking hard breaths now while the blade got closer. “There is only one true alpha.” He replied, then brought the blade down with brutal force.

He used silver. Beta Kennedy, check the arena immediately. Aldo has a concealed silver blade, I snap through our private link. Kennedy’s head whips toward me, she nods once, and immediately calls the match for Betty. I give Luka a sharp nod to go retrieve her. He drops twenty metres down onto the grass, sprinting across the distance. But the cowardly Alpha doesn't accept the whistle. Aldo lunges at Betty’s back while her defensive guard is completely down. My Lycan takes full control before my brain can even process the movement.

Alban raised his hand and motioned for Little Apple to attack first. A disciple from a big sect was absolutely polite on the surface. As for what what he was like in private, nobody knew about it. Little Apple nodded gently. Seeing this, he did not stand on ceremony and jumped up next. Alban's expression was calm. Babylon Nine Skills was the most mysterious sword art in the world. It had the sharpness of forestalling the enemy, but also the stability of beating people later. This was a sword art that had been tempered for dozens of generations in Babylon.

Alpha Sebastian's question, creating tension between the three. Aldrake's face twisted in anger, but his council quickly intervened, whispering words of caution. "Calm down. They outrank you, and they're S-tier Alphas, while you're just a normal Alpha. Let it go, and humble yourself if you don't want your actions towards the Luna to be questioned further by them." The council's words were a gentle reminder, but Aldrake's anger was palpable, his self-control strained to the limit. But in the end, he has no choice but to restrain.

The thing shattered into hundreds of pieces, making Ruby yell in shock as she tried to push Dad away from me. “Don’t you dare try to tell me what is good or bad for the pack,” I snarled at my father. “I am the current Alpha of Silver Blade and I will not let anyone stop me from getting what I want!”

Alexander narrowed his eyes, looking at him as one might regard a stray dog on the roadside—with absolute contempt. "I couldn't care less about the entire Northern Lakes Council, let alone a mere second son. You dare raise your voice to me?" "If you're so eager to die, I won't stop you." As he spoke, his hand rose and the knife fell. "AHHH!" Alpha Reid's tendon was severed with brutal efficiency, blood spraying across the deck. "Who the hell are you? You—you actually dare?" His agonized screams filled the air as his bloodshot eyes watched the knife rise again.

Alpha Nicholas notices it too as he stands and puts me behind him, shielding me from whoever is coming. Until a rushing, Alpha Antonio appeared in front of us. His hands are carefully holding the sword as he flashes a victorious smile. “ I got it,” he muttered. Alpha Nicholas help me from rosing to my own feet. “ You got what?” I asked, curious about his reactions. “This sword, its purpose,” he said, waving the sword infront of us. The light of the moon and the shadow of the flame reflects into its shiny metal frame making a rather golden orange combination of the silhouette.

It’s a reinforced silver-titanium alloy, laced with an enchanted magical dampening field to suppress his localized shifting ability so he can't just phase out of it. She pauses, and I can practically hear her smirking through the psychic connection. 'And the best part? It is completely Bluetooth controlled. I have the secure app already downloaded on my phone. We can literally lock down his Alpha drive with a biometric seal and a swipe of a touchscreen, and whoever holds the digital key is the only one who can release him. Give me thirty minutes to prep it and get to you. Tell me where to meet you once it seems the big bad wolf has burned off enough steam to actually stand still.'