Novel & Cerita Alpha Eyes

Lina sighed in defeat, though she couldn't hide the smile on lips. A low scoff had my eyes pulled towards the owner. The brunette met my eyes while raising his brow on me. It was the first time I really took in his features, I wonder what his name is. I always saw them collectively together which I assume they must have been really close with each other. I squinted my eyes towards him, assessing him before my eyes bulged. He's a Beta. But how can he produce that much aura which could go in par with an Alpha?

A deed that saved the wolf race from killing others or themselves. Instead of a killing rampage during the full moon, Aayah found an alternative with a strong and potent potion made with the use of an Epsilon's blood mixed with a drop of mine, drawn when in my wolf form. This portion tames the beast within and reduces the effects of the full moon, some use it to tame the beast permanently. As the Alpha, I spend more of my time at the battlefront, while my Beta takes care of the business and politics. A decade ago, a strange thing happened, for some seconds which felt like an eternity. I felt a connection which some refer to as mathièt. A deep calling between mates.

I told him and he looked at me with pure astonishment. "What do you mean"? I took him to the wall size mirror and there. He was shocked. Surprised. Mesmerized. What else? His eyes were flashing crimson. "See. You have eyes like me". I backhugged him, while he was touching his eyes. "But yours are deep blue". He noticed. Did I say my baby is super observant? "It’s because I am Alpha. Your eyes will flash red and golden. Mostly red. Because you will be a vampire more. While in the pack it will be golden". I explained and he sighed.

Except, the siren shape of the eyes is gotten from heavy ethereal makeup, while the red eyes are contact lenses. Reamer has neither seen the real color of the Alpha’s eyes before, nor the real color of his hair, nor the look of his face without make-up and an eye patch. “Sit,” the Alpha urges. Carefully, he presses his silk gloved hands on Reamer’s shoulders to force the man to his seat. Then he sits down sideways on Reamers lap.

His eyes are wide and blown, and his brows are drawn together as if he can't understand what just happened. His eyes - or the strange thing that's hovering over them - however, is a different story. Alex happy eyes has disappeared in the wake of his frozen fear. The amber, Alpha eyes are staring unseen at the spot Win has just violently vacated. But there is something unknown in there, watching...leering through the Alpha's gaze. Those are the same obsidian swirls Win had glimpsed earlier after Alex kill people. Those black tendrils are like smoke, clouding the shine of Alpha eyes with something alien...something unpleasant and

“She was looking right at me, Orion. Her eyes weren’t yellow. They were red.” I staggered back a step, disbelief hitting me like a punch to the gut. Red eyes. Only alphas had red eyes. Ravenna is an alpha? how?

"Are you sure his eyes turned gold?" "Yes I'm sure, I saw it twice, what's wrong?" "Didn't you know that Alpha's eyes will turn red when he's having a rut and it will wake up his Omega heat. But if his eyes are gold that means he's not a normal Alpha" "What do you mean?" "The Golden Alpha, have you ever heard of it? That is the designation of a pack that has the highest level among the other Alphas. Their eyes will turn gold when dealing with their mate, they are the strongest and more sensitive to the scent of their Omega"

So I learned. The attention system worked like this. Every supernatural being in New York existed within a web of visibility. Alphas at the top, their power directly proportional to how many people feared them, admired them, and talked about them. A single viral moment, a public display of dominance, a show of wealth, a carefully orchestrated scene of power, could fuel an alpha for weeks. Conversely, a public humiliation, a visible weakness, or a moment of doubt witnessed by the wrong eyes could drain them faster than anything physical. It was the most New York thing I'd ever heard.

hugged Winifred tightly in gratitude. “ Give them back Tobias” James Cooper bellowed across the river, “They are Greysteels, Alpha Darius demands it”. “I do not heed the demands of your Alpha, he has no power here”. “That is where you are mistaken Tobias Keneally, he has total power over you”, a cruel smile came over his face. “Bring her to me” he yelled behind him. The crowd parted and two wolves dragged a small blonde girl forward. Her head dangled down covered by long blonde hair.

That's when the most delicious smell of all hits me, it was intoxicating, and it called to me, old strong rum and lavender, it was an odd combination manly yet soft, I turned my head looking for it thinking maybe it was one of the alphas or betas sister but my eyes went straight to the eyes of Adam Lamont, one of the young alphas also leaving the camp, and I shivered, he gave nothing away he was just biting his thin lips, and staring at me with those big brown eyes that's when I heard the growl in my head Mate!