Alpha Class Arc Troopers Novels & Stories

I was speechless, receiving an apology with his head bowed from the powerful, high-ranking Alpha who was so far above me. Alpha Aric. Alpha of the Silvergrove pack. Known for being uncompromising, merciless, and even more ruthless than Kaelen’s reputation. But now, he—who wouldn’t hesitate to destroy anyone if it meant protecting the pack—was apologizing to me? “Alpha, I accept your apology. Please lift your head. I don’t deserve your respect.” Without realizing it, my hand rested on his shoulder, guiding him to lift his head. Realizing my boldness in touching an Alpha’s body, I quickly pulled my hand back.

Alpha Marcus said as Tristan turned to his beta. "Send a letter to all the other Alphas, tell them to come to the capital, inform them that war is coming and we need to be prepared to fight against the rogues," Alpha Tristan said as his beta nodded. Alpha Tristan's beta quickly took note of Alpha Tristan's orders, his expression reflecting a sense of urgency. With a swift nod, he acknowledged his Alpha's command and swiftly departed to carry out the task. Meanwhile, Alpha Tristan's gaze shifted back to the pack members, his mind already strategizing the upcoming confrontation. He knew that unity among the packs would be crucial in facing the rogue threat.

Alpha Lyra humbly acknowledged, offering a respectful bow before retaking her seat, satisfied with Tricc's guidance. In turn, each Alpha nodded in comprehension, their trust in Tricc unshakable as his counsel illuminated a path through the shadows of uncertainty. As the deliberations persisted late into the night, the Alphas found reassurance in Tricc's guidance, recognizing that with his wisdom to guide them, they stood unified and resolute against the challenges ahead.

However, they stand still and straight backed out of respect for the Alpha and my father. “Here are some of our current trainees…” Alpha says approaching our line. As Rafe requested, I go into military mode, no emotions, no opinions, just here to serve. “This it Tate, this is Blake….this is Hong Saunders, he is Alpha of the Saunders pack.” “Ah yes, I hope your father is well?” “Very well thank you Alpha.” Hong replies before Alpha and Father move along the line. “This is Rafe, Beta to the Mulder Pack.”

Morpheus had been as surprised as he was when she came into the clearing. It was almost as though she’d just appeared before him. He’d been out for a run with his wolf. When he’d reached the clearing, he laid down in the cool grass, enjoying the late spring sunrise. It was calming and he’d needed a break from all the responsibilities placed on his shoulders. Up until 6 months ago, his father had been alpha. The plan had been for him to take over once he found his mate but every year that passed without finding her, the unrest in the pack grew. Eventually, his father conceded that he would become alpha without his luna.

His English has an accent as he greets us. Adam makes the introduction. “This is Johannes Mond. Johannes, this is Robert Montgomery and Morris Wolfguard. They are the Alphas of the two wolf packs mine has allied with. "We don’t want to waste your time, so could you please share with us what you mentioned in your email?”

Like all the other hunters, she doesn’t believe I have what it takes to bring the whole pack to its knees. She has watched me chicken out of missions time without number. But this time is different. I can feel it. “You seem not to get it, Aria,” my sister mutters, angling her head. “You had Alpha Darius in your reach yesterday, and you did absolutely nothing about it. You should be grateful I didn’t tell Dad.” “Anna…” “Tell Dad what?” I jump when our father strolls into my room, looking from Anna to me. I have always been the odd one, bearing almost no semblance to him. But Anna is his replica, with the same piercing shade of eyes.

He added with a firm look on his face. He was going to help but he was not going to fully involve himself in the war. I expected this. Titan was many things but one thing you can't say about him is that he is a bad ruler. He loves his pack and his people and would do anything to protect them. But alpha Alaric on the other hand didn’t look impressed. He must have been hoping on this alliance. “If you leave, don’t bother coming back. You will not be welcomed into I have done my best allowing you in, in the first place.” alpha alaric said who lips thinks out and his tone cold filled with malice.

But he wasn’t that Alpha anymore. He stepped closer, placing a hand on her waist. “I won’t walk into foolishness,” he said. “I’ll take my Beta. Ten elite warriors. We meet. We talk. We return.” Aurelia searched his face. “You promise?” “I promise.” She exhaled slowly. But deep down, something felt wrong. Very wrong. Outside the territory border, torches burned in a large circle. Wolves from the Silver Moon Alliance stood in formation. At their center stood Alpha Ronan.

“Isn’t he the second in command? Shouldn’t he be here and speak for the absent Alpha?” Alpha Tariff was a sensible but hotheaded Alpha who took over for his father a few years ago. They were one of the largest packs in the West, so keeping the alliance with them was important. He often asked my father for my hand, but I threw a fit because I refused to live in a place that didn’t have all four seasons. Though most people in the world love that weather, which was why my father invested in renovating some of Alpha Tariff’s desolated hotels. “The Alpha was needed elsewhere, and, of course, Beta Hunter has decided to accompany him,” I said in the most respectful way I could muster, which wasn’t