Alpha Deathclaw Fallout 4 Novels & Stories

“Nothing? Then we carry on as planned.” ‘Go around the tower an keep your eyes peeled. They could be changing shift.’ When they didn’t respond a feeling formed in my gut telling me something was wrong. A feeling that was to be confirmed. “I’m sorry Mykel but I don’t have a choice.” Dropping to the ground everything went black. The sound of screams filled the air accompanied by the fresh smell of blood. Opening my eyes, I’m met with Alpha Alaric’s face. Before I had a chance to scan my surroundings I was pulled to my feet. Dante stood to the side his men on their knees behind him.

"Alpha, we managed to find Mr. and Mrs. Fallon. We have executed them in the village where they were found." Mrs. Abraham smiled, satisfied to hear that. "But, Mrs. There's something you need to know." "Say!" "We found traces of lycan among the Fallon family." "WHAT?" Mrs. Abraham stood up at once. *** Elmar tapped Edison on the shoulder. They were also in Shora City. "Did you manage to tap their telecommunications lines?" "Yes!" Ed replied with great satisfaction. "Currently, Aland is also on the move. My radar said he had reached the boundary between Blue Sapphire and Black Crater. We must immediately send troops there. What about Hunter?"

She told me with a pained expression. "What about Alexander, does he found his mate, yet?" I asked her, although the thought of him having another werewolf as his mate upsets me for unknown reasons. I cannot help but ask her. "Yeah, our Alpha had found his mate when he was twenty-one," though I felt a little sad, I felt elated for Xander. "Where is she now?" I asked her with a beaming face. "Dead," "Dead?" I asked her in my small voice, she nodded her head with a fallen expression. That single word rang in my head repeatedly causing me an instant headache, did I hear her correctly?

I could hear a roaring in my ears and I looked behind me to see a tide of blood rising in the distance. And that blood would wash those memories away. I knew where it came from…all the rogues I’d killed in those eight years of training…all the wolves my father had killed. The blood was on my hands and a tide that was destroying those last memories of my mother. I heard her cry out and I raced forward faster but horror sprang in her eyes and I heard her whisper, “I love you,” as she turned to the man beside her. “Mom!” I cried and I reached for my Glock in an effort to save her. My hands met nothing but the cold ground and I glanced down to see giant paws sinking into the blood tinged mud.

Nathan screamed as the glass shattered, a scream that was silenced by a sharp thud below. The silence lingered for a few heartbeats. Then the hall erupted, screams and gasps hitting her frozen, shattered frame; still, she couldn't look away. What just happened? Had to be a dream. The new Alpha glared down below as though he wanted to revive Nathan just to kill him again. Iris felt her chest tighten when he looked back at her, but to her surprise, those cold greys softened. But...why?

It felt like liquid lead pouring into his veins. “Death and fire,” the dying Alpha had hissed, the words sounding like a death rattle. “You’ll become what you killed.” The vision snapped shut as Luca’s eyes flew open. He didn't wake up slowly; he came back to the world with a feral growl that made Chloe scramble backward. His scent spiked immediately—the smell of woodsmoke became thicker, more suffocating, and the underlying scent of death turned cloyingly sweet, like rotting lilies.

“Stand up for yourself mum and do what’s right. Your mate, my dad should have been put to rest in the tomb the night he died. Instead, he’s been left to rot in the morgue allowing his soul to be forever trapped.” “He will be buried soon, stop exaggerating.” The smug look Joshua gave just pissed me off more. “As your mother said, I’m now the Alpha so it’s my decision.” “Not for long you’re not.” “Arabella no!” My mum’s hands went straight to her face as she dropped to her knees knowing what was about to happen. I may have always been a bit of a wildfire, but she knew me through and through. She had to have known the moment I returned this would happen.

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.

I whispered. The scout grabbed my wrist, his eyes wide with terror. “They don’t die,” he rasped. “We cut them down, burned them, but they rose again. Eyes like fire… their shadows fought with them” He coughed, crimson spilling from his lips. “The Alpha is coming.” His hand went limp in mine. That night, they struck.

But Anna is his replica, with the same piercing shade of eyes. “Dad…” I swallow, feeling a pinch in my chest. “I…” “You what? You ruined things, right?” “I was at the pack house yesterday,” I mutter, hating the way he glares at me, like I am worth nothing. Like I can do nothing. “And I found the Alpha of the Blood Ridge Pack.” “Please tell me you put a knife to his gut.” I bite my lips, taking a slow step back. My eyes fall to the ground, just as I shake my head slowly.