Alpha Flower の小説・ストーリー

Patrick had taken risks before with his agents, but there had never been a case like this. “He’s going to be an alpha,” Patrick whispered, staying close to her so his words wouldn’t carry far. She knew the other agents were waiting just outside of the medical wing. “I can tell by the speed of his healing. Hell, the guy was already starting to shift at the scene. We had to dose him three times just to stop the change.” Three times? She’d been the one to brew that drug. Hellen knew it was powerful. One dose should have been more than enough to put Damon out.

“Ville culture. It is a tradition we must do here every here. You see, at ancient times, all packs were one. Everyone was together, until we weren’t. But at the time we were together as one pack, the Alpha and everyone came together to make a garden at the center of the pack. It has all the beautiful flowers and greatest trees in the world.” “Like the silver rose?” I asked. He nodded. “Yes, the silver rose. I love that flower. In fact, I am excited for this trip. I can finally smell it’s sweet scent.” He said, seemingly quite excited. “Why wait till now, when you can just get them anytime? The Alpha gets me one every morning.” I said, sniffing in the lovely smell of the imaginary flower

Shaking my head, I open my eyes and answer him flatly, “Honestly, I don’t know where I was going, but to me it seemed that I was intruding, and I didn’t want to bother you any longer.” “Woman. What on earth are you talking about? She is my beta. One of my second in command. I was merely calming her and assuring her that everything would be alright.” He says in a louder tone than he should have because now everyone is staring at us. When the doctor walks up to us, he pats Alexander on the back and asks quietly, “Is everything alright here, Alpha?”

My wolf was laughing like a hyena in my head because he loved her feisty response. “You will show me respect! I’ve been an alpha since before you were born!” Alpha Bruce spat out while standing from his chair. His face had turned bright red from how enraged he was. “I’ll show you respect when you earn it, and so far, you’ve done nothing to help your case,” she replied pointedly, while also standing from her chair. She locked her eyes with his in a silent battle for dominance. After a few minutes, Alpha Bruce looked away, and the anger on his face was still very much present. The thing was, Sophia was above other alphas because of her royal bloodline. I wasn’t surprised that he couldn’t maint

"Yes Beta! We will acknowledge The Red Rose as our Alpha." I am filled with a mixture of hope and pride, these wolves are in desperate need of change and I plan to be the one to begin their journey. The Beta produces a special knife, coated with silver, and slices his palm to draw a few drops of blood, which he allows to land in a large goblet. Then one by one the other pack members approach the podium to donate their blood.

she looked like she was about to clam up again and that is when Edon spoke up. "Aurora and Tilly as your fututre Alpha I command you snap out of this." This was the first time I had ever heard him use the Alpha voice. She looked like she was trying to fight it but she finally realxed and looked at me. "Thank you Dax."

“Well, mystery man, what’s the scoop?” “Let’s see, where do I begin?” His wet hand rubbed his jaw as he pondered. "It was said that all moonflowers throughout the realm blossomed and glowed on the night that I was born under the Igneo Moon. In elementary schools, the tale of my birth is part of Volkecrest’s history.” His tone went lower, more serious. His lilacs were warm as he gazed at me. “The moonflower symbolizes a true Alpha which means I'll always be an Alpha, with or without a pack.” “Volkecrest has two Alphas? How is that even possible?” My brows shot up in disbelief. It was unheard of.

asked Jayden as he turned to the Alpha. "And let you suffocate from breathing in the air amongst these toxins?" replied Albert sarcastically as he pointed at the wolfsbane plant with a head gesture. The man turned his attention back to the deadly beauty and said, "We don't know how much power lies behind these flowers. I don't want us to die, silly. We might make it across, but we won't have enough strength to even stand if the threat comes," he continued. "So, what are you planning to do?" asked Jayden.

We both turned to it and the White Crown Alpha, as charming as ever, was standing before us, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Immediately, Elena broke into the smile of a sixteen year old. ‘As you wouldn’t. What’s that?’ The Alpha strode forward calmly and placed the flowers on his wife’s lap. ‘I picked them up on my way here from the manor. I heard they would make a woman’s heart skip a beat.’ Elena was already admiring the vibrant yellow and purple petals, taking a good whiff of the sweet scent. Fruity? I’ve never seen those flowers before.

"I am Silas of the Crimson-Thorn. Our pack has watched the smoke rise from your mountains. We have seen the old world’s machines bow to your blood. Our Alpha sends a tribute to the Mother of the Flame." Silas steps forward, lifting the black-vine basket. Inside rests a massive, blooming bouquet of blood-roses. They are a rare, dark crimson flower that only grows in the deep jungle hollows, but they haven't been preserved in fresh water. The petals are coated in a thick, shimmering resin that radiates a powerful, suffocating musk—an ancient tracking scent explicitly designed to carry the genetic signature of a foreign Alpha. The moment that scent—the heavy, aggressive signature of an unbroken