Alpha Factor Gymnastics Novels & Stories

The Alpha, seeing his pack warriors being circled up by the rogues, made his blood boil. Erik stepped forward to the rogues while growling at the enemies. His presence holds so much power that even rogues will feel the pressure. Some became hesitant about attacking, and some rogues were waiting for their companions to move. One rogue couldn't handle the tense atmosphere and attacked Erik, but one rogue couldn't hurt the most powerful Alpha. Much less kill him. In an instant, the head of the attacker rolled to the ground. Alpha Erik, who is called the strongest and ruthless, is seen in this scene. The members who saw their Alpha fighting started killing the other rogues to get near their Alph

He says to me and I am shocked. "What? When did that even happen?" Alpha Voice is a characteristic that alphas possess that can force another designation into doing what is commanded, even against their will. If used on a beta or an omega, it will cause great pain if they attempt to refuse the order. The voice is impossible to ignore or disobey.

The first was a female and she barely knew her that much since she's married to her mate. The second oldest was Cyrus, who stays in the alpha's household ever since he got his mate. Yeah, he is soon to be the next beta of their pack though. And the least oldest. Alexander. He has nothing to write home about, that is in Petal's point of view. Just like their father, he bully and picked on her, making everything more difficult for her. He cares less about her existence and make her do his work, watching his friends pick on her and turn her into a laughing stock, forgetting the fact that they are siblings.

Teagan's front paws rose, his claws gleaming in the dark night, his sharp fangs ready to tear his enemy apart. On the other side, Pablo was fully aware of the attack aimed at him. This was what he had been waiting for all this time; he wanted to face Teagan alone. With the same movement, he jumped forward as well. They met in the air, claws wide open, resulting in a powerful collision. The two Alphas collided with unimaginable force. Their bodies shot forward, filled with pure power and extraordinary agility. They created an impact that shook the ground, sending shockwaves that could be felt to the edge of the battlefield.

I thrust the book before his face, watching his eyes widen, before I toss it to the floor. “You have thirty seconds to give me a good reason why I shouldn't crush your windpipe right now. Better start talking.” I threatened, my voice hardening mixed with Zane's feral presence. “You wouldn’t kill me—” he gasped, struggling against my grip. “Alphas aren’t allowed to kill…” I choked him even harder causing him to wheeze in pain. “Wanna take a risk? Now you have ten seconds to tell me why you have these drawings?” I growl.

My wolf whines in my chest. ‘What the—?’ Ezra just laughs softly, for reasons I can’t grasp. The practice starts, and the Level A Alphas move like predators, older, sharper, stronger than the lower levels. I’m riveted. My muscles twitch with the itch to spar with them, to burn all my strength up till I drop. This was supposed to be a means to an end, but somewhere along the way… I’ve grown addicted. Would a year really be enough? “Eldon Thorne, right?”

Soren ran without looking back, too terrified by the Alpha. His pheromone clinging to Soren's body like a hidden armour.He had heard a lot about Alpha Dylan. About how strict and scary he is, heard people's talking about his ruthlessness, his brutality when he fought rauges single handedly. What he didn't imagine is , Alpha Dylan could have such a side, a side so filthy and disgusting, he was terrified when the Alpha grabbed him claiming him as his. The way he confidently called him by the name 'Lucas'unsetted him. Now that he witnessed His mates father's insanity, he will remember to stay away from him as far as possible. "Alpha Dylan is not only ruthless but also crezy" . Thats the only th

The fun Alpha is looking after me before the other troops show up at 6am. His name is Kale. Pretty cool. And he's funny as hell. We spend most of the training laughing our asses off. He shows me some offensive moves and I trip him, but I lose my balance too and land on him. He lets out an Oof sound. We both crack up laughing. "That was good." He says between breaths. "Just try to keep your weight on the back foot and you won't end up on top of me." He throws me a charming smile.

My arm throbs from the impact. “You can’t steady an Alpha,” he says, “if you’re off balance yourself.” “I’m not off balance.” He raises a brow. “Then prove it.” I reset my stance. He nods once. “Good. Now train.” We move again—cleaner, sharper, more controlled. My father pushes me harder, forcing my focus to stay here, not across the yard. But every time Adrian snarls, every time Drago pushes, every time Aldrich slams dominance down—

"Leo! We need the 'Zero-Variable'! If you don't anchor their frequency, they’ll turn everyone in this building into static!" ​The First Strike of the Alpha ​The Giant, the Alpha-1.0, didn't move with the clumsiness of a titan. It moved with the grace of Leo himself, but amplified by a factor of a thousand. It raised a finger, pointing toward Vane Heights. ​"The... Prototype... Must... Be... Recycled," the Alpha-1.0 spoke.