Alpha Griffon Knight Novels & Stories

I know I was fucked up, but it didn't do any better when these creatures found their way to my home and dragged me out, only to throw me into chaos with a handful of their crazy siblings who I don't know how always bring the best out of a situation where all I can see is gray everywhere around me. "Any updates so far?" Logan leads me toward the table where our group is chatting and taking snapshots on their phones. Before taking my seat, I shook my head. "No, but they are still here." He passes me a drink, "Waiting for the order then?" "I don't take orders to. . . kill." I gave him a knowing look. Making sure no one could hear us, I leaned onto him. "Merely waiting for someone big to come an

Nick runs his hand through his hair, the twins both stare at the map, and Griffon’s eyes shoot to Heather, as Micah holds her steady. Griffon shakes his head and looks at me, looking like a frightened kid that has no idea what to do, rather than the strong Alpha he wants everyone to believe him to be. “What do we do now?” He whispers to me, and my jaw clenches as I look around the room again. “We make a plan.”

“Though I have to wonder what you did to piss off the mean girls club. They don’t usually target new blood this fast.” I laughed. “Apparently my crime was being hired by Gabriel and not being sufficiently intimidated by their attitude.” “Ah.” His grin widened, showing white teeth. “So you’ve got a spine. I like that. Makes you infinitely more interesting than the usual flock of yes-men around here.” He offered his hand, formal despite the casual conversation. “I am Zayne Vale. Alpha of the Silverfang Pack, and occasional knight in shining armor.” I couldn’t stop myself from smiling as I took his outstretched hand. “Amara. Amara Blackthorn. Professional coffee-fetcher and meeting-scheduler.”

Of course. Now, my own wolf was acting like a desperate puppy for him. Just great. I let out a frustrated sigh. "Fine. Then let’s get this over with." I lifted my chin. "What’s your name? Who are you? And which pack is this?" A low chuckle escaped his lips, his silver eyes gleaming with amusement."One question at a time, Ma chérie," he teased. I scowled, crossing my arms."For your first question, my name is Zach Grayson Knight." He paused. "I am the Alpha of Shadow Moon Pack." My fingers twitched. Great. Another Alpha."Can you calm your ass, Seraphina? He seems calm and fine," Ella purred in my head. I scoffed internally. "Yeah, and if he were Damien, he would’ve ripped my throat out by now

They were like a pack of ferocious beasts! All of them had a saber with a griffin pattern at their waists. There were long spears on their backs and tactical rifles on their chests! Combatants with modern and ancient weapons! They belonged to the eldest young master of the main Clarke family, Philip Clarke! They were only loyal to Philip! They had only one name! Griffin Army! A roar filled with explosive killing intent followed. “Whoever dares to lay a finger on Young Madam, I’ll massacre his entire family!”

Did she think they were playing hide-and-seek or what? “What the heck are you doing to her?” I swore I was about to tell Oxley to start the punishment at once. How the heck did someone else beat me to it? Wait! That shouldn’t be the problem. The crux of the matter was that the toad claiming to be a knight in shining armor was one of the tributes sent by Alpha Holmes. A warrior, huh? One of the warriors from the Moon Howler Pack felt he could order my beta around because of his princess. Tsk!

"The legend. What do you know about it?" He released my face. Walked to the shelf by the window, pulled down an old leather-bound book. Its pages were yellowed, cracked, the ink faded. "The Holy Grail," he said, opening it, "is an ancient wolf relic. Forged by the first Alphas, before the packs divided. It's said to stabilize the Alpha bloodline—stop the madness that comes with too much power. It can purify silver poison. Heal wounds that won't close. Nourish the wolf's core."

'Theon Kilgrayne.' 'An alpha with a unique skillset and immunity to a vampire's powers—feared by his enemies and valued by his pack. A merciless killer. A natural leader. And... my cousin.' As Katie peered through the slats of his wardrobe, she wished she had been born into another family. Any other family would do. Being the cousin of the strongest, most vicious Alpha in the pack might sound like an advantage, but she knew the truth. At eighteen years old, not only was she a mateless virgin, but she'd yet to even kiss a boy. Or a girl, for that matter.

Each movement was powerful and graceful, his presence commanding respect from anyone who crosses him. Mikhail, though slightly smaller, was equally impressive. His fur was a dark grey, almost silver, with streaks of black running through it. His eyes were a warm amber, glowing with a fierce intelligence and cunning. Mikhail’s movements were swift and agile, embodying a lethal blend of strength and speed. Fully shifted, they both let out a collective howl, a sound that echoed through the forest, a signal to everyone that the devil is back . They sprinted through the woods, their paws barely making a sound on the forest floor, moving as one cohesive unit.

“Bruno, you are crossing a damn line!” “And you are standing inside MY PACK and insulting me in front of my pack members, Alpha Griffin!” Alpha Bruno roared. “I am doing everything within my power! I have appointed my beta AND the future alpha of this pack to find out the attack. Isn’t that enough for you to see my sincerity?! How in the fuck am I responsible if crows fly through the damn window to attack your son?!” Alpha Griffin’s mouth snapped shut immediately. He looked around in self awareness. Surrounded by pack members, he was red in face. His reputation was turning to dust in front of his eyes.