Alpha Centaurians Novels & Stories

Roman Velazquez stood alone in the dark Hall of Alphas. Although he was in the center, his attention focused on the images of the two alphas on either end: Garcia, the first and most long-lived alpha of their streak, and Antonio, the most recent, now-deceased, alpha of their streak of tigers.

Her vision creating a rising breed of Lycans the werewolves would follow. Beta Alec stood close behind respecting their private moment. In fact all of the soldiers stood at attention and dared not interrupt them. Alpha and Luna were both of Alpha blood and as such are the most powerful Lycans alive. “Let us see what work you have done. Put them in pairs. Fight to submission.”

“The compound is big with a military-grade gate, but no barbwire—two posts on the main gate and one at the back. I had to climb the tree to see what’s inside. The wall was pretty high, but it’s accessible. We could climb through.” “How many are they?” “At least thirty or more, but most of them are human under Aciano’s payroll, and they call him Alpha.” “Jeez. He made himself one. Unbelievable.” I shook my head in disbelief. “What about my uncle?” Calder shrugged. “Technically, the copycat.” “What do you mean?” Sheriff asked. “He’s a shapeshifter.” “Jesus. That’s a lot to take in. My brain hurts.” Sheriff scratched his head.

"And this is Alpha Nicklaus, the leader of the neighboring wolf pack. He has a reputation for his unwavering loyalty and strength." Alpha Nicklaus, a towering figure with a commanding presence, extended a hand in greeting. "Welcome to our world, Luna Monroe," he said, his voice resonating with a hint of admiration. "Your mating with Dorian is a testament to the unity we strive for, even though. . . You're not. . ." Dorian cut him off, "You will stop right there, Nicklaus." He said to him, I knew what the Alpha was going to say and I was a bit vulnerable. I was not part of them, not a wolf, nor a vampire. I am just an ordinary hunter with parents who are dead off.

Before I could stop myself, I had already reached for my hand and held it in his. “It’s fine…” I said before showing him a smile. I was very surprised at how accepting I was of everything. Although I wasn’t sure what the doctor was going to tell me, I felt like I could take whatever it was that he had to enlighten me with. “This might sound surprising to you or even unbelievable, but this is what we believe is true. An ultimate alpha is a human being that also embodies the soul of a wolf. You’ve already been taught about the genes of a wolf that is embedded as a hidden trait in some people already. This case is a more prominent and very rare case of that,” the doctor explained slowly.

“Negative, the calculation is flawed,” Kael surprised my system with the update. “Alpha Alaric operates with the mild temperament of an elder whose wolf has settled into the winter of its cycle. The uncles represent the true tyrants of the line.” My expression urged his tongue to release the secondary data.

Rhydian told me everything. I stayed silent, letting his words roll through the firelight. He didn’t hem or haw, didn’t gloss anything over. The story was flat, orderly, worn smooth by repeating. The Alpha system, he said, was only four hundred years old. Not the slow-built tradition most of us believe, but something thrown together in one generation by an Elder council, right after the last time the Bloodmoon Mark appeared.

she said, her eyes meeting his. He suppressed a moan as her voice, sweet as honey, reached his ears. "My name is Alpha Nero Aimillios Astadel, and I am one hundred twenty-five years old. I am Northwest City's Alpha," Nero introduced himself," his voice deep and commanding. Verity's breath caught in her throat as she bit down on her lower lip. She was aware of the fact that lycans were known to live longer than humans, but the realization that Alpha Nero had surpassed the century mark was a surprise to her.

"What would be the problem with my last name other than the possibility that I'm a descendant of that knight?" Honestly, I don't really know either, but they say that the knight Belfaguer was good at what he did" I said "And when I say what he did, I don't just mean as a knight but as a hunter" I continued to speak in a serious tone while my chosen one just listened attentively and with a worried expression mixed with confusion "He hunted alphas and omegas, at that time humans knew about us, unfortunately not all alphas were kind to humans, even because the class of humans is beta would be the lowest of all, but there was a different beta."

It was at least tame for her. Getting to the ball first was one of the requirements of being future Alpha, sitting with Shanaya and Benson was reason enough for me to get a drink. After an hour of me being here I start to get a weird feeling and then a huge rush goes through me, In my head my wolf Edon was saying "Mate, out mate is here." I start looking around and there through the crowd of people I see Aurora and straight away I know it is her, she is out mate. I walk to her.