Alpha Centaurians Novels & Stories

But even Sebestian is more outgoing, making friends easier and not afraid to speak to people when meeting for the first time. Sebestian is an anomaly in Adom's eyes. He doesn't understand how an alpha like him exists, having surely had a similar upbringing as Adom's own. Somehow, unlike Adom he isn't ashamed of everything he's not and proud of everything he is. It is amazing no matter how often Adom thinks about it. He wonders if there are other alphas out there like Alexander and he's just not come across them. He takes one more look at Alexander, he's staring so hard at the TV he's not blinking, fingers tapping at the controller with speed. No, Adom surmises, there's no one out there like

"My father also has the same birthday." Most alphas were born on the exact summer solstice, June twenty-first. In contrast, the rest of the pack were usually born on the twentieth or the twenty-second of June. There had been cases of pack members being born under the winter solstice, but those were far and few between. And in those cases, the member went rogue or was eventually killed because of betrayal against a pack member or the whole pack itself. "That is just too bizarre. What's your mom do on all your birthdays? Is there a huge party or something?"

he said, he was the one standing there before and Maria didn't introduce them. “ I…… don't remember,” I said, my voice trembling. How did I end up like this? I asked myself. “ It's okay, we will work on that later. Right now you need rest and you need to recover from all your injuries,” Maria said quickly. “ You don't remember where you come from? Or your family?” Damien asked. “ Damien.” “ Alpha,” he immediately stood straight. So he is their Alpha. No wonder he is radiating such a powerful aura.

“Fantastic. Continue ruining my day.” She moved closer, lowering her voice, not because anyone might hear, but because some truths demanded it. “A wolf born under a twin moon. Marked by silver fire. Bound to an Alpha through fate, not choice. The Lunawalker is destined to either amplify her Alpha’s power… or burn him to ruin.” The room felt smaller. My blood went cold. “You’re saying Enid—” “Is exactly what the prophecy described,” Elda finished. “Down to the timing. Down to the bond.”

The plea for aid, tinged with vulnerability, reaches his ears, drawing his attention like a magnet pulling at his heartstrings. Pausing in his ascent, Alpha Kaden turns to face the source of the voice, his expression softening as his gaze falls upon Alexa, a young pack member in need of assistance. Her words, filled with a plea for help, resonate in the air, a poignant reminder of the interconnectedness that binds their pack together in times of need.

Serafine said doubtfully at Aunt Rosa’s words. “Exactly. He is an Alpha, more reason why you need to be all around him. He has numerous ladies around him, different shapes, sizes, you can name it. But with you close to him, he would see and want no one but you” Aunt Rosa replied and Serafine could not deny that she was right. Alcide was surrounded by different women from his workers to some of the rulers of the pack and he could have anyone he wants with just a word.

Only one kind of werewolf can be born under the Blood Moon: Alphas Werewolves born under the blood moon are stronger than other kinds of werewolves. From a Beta, to an Omega down to a Gamma. Any pup born under the Blood Moon becomes the Alpha of the pack he was born into. The term "Alpha" typically refers to the highest-ranking members in a pack of wolves or within the hierarchy of certain animal groups. Alphas are known due to specific attributes: POWERS: Enhanced Abilities: Superior strength, speed, and agility compared to other pack members.

At least she doesn't remember him telling her. "A Licántel is a unique species, a mixture of an alpha werewolf with an angel," Katrina's mouth drops in amazement. "That's why we have special gifts similar to those of a celestial, although not with all of their power. It's rare that Alpha Ragnar hasn't told our Moon that story." "I... am not... your Moon."

My eyes are still adjusting, hence, I purred into the bed and realized that I needed to face Apollo and I don’t have the energy for it. A smell of creamy coffee fills my nostrils as soon as I step in the living room. The three of them are leaning against the sofas like a king, having their kingdom at their mercy. No one comes last for they exceed every man in my eyes. No one beats them for the power that they extrude is intimidating. This is what I didn’t realize before. Alpha Antonio and Alpha Nicholas isn’t just an ordinary Alpha. They are the product of a goddess and a wolf. They are more than ordinary.

There was silence in our living room as we sat thinking of what the morrow would bring. The time for the annual tribute had come. Every year, fifteen halfbreeds from the South, East and West were sent to the capital in the North. This was done to show loyalty to the King of the Alphas. Alpha King Alcius Thane. Unbeatable in strength and Wisdom, he was basically a god. A direct descendant of the moon goddess. A Lycan.