Alpha He Mga Nobela at Kwento

Sofia relayed to the gathering of the Alphas. There was murmuring and arguments in the Alpha's hall. The Alpha of the Usobo clan, a clan almost as fierce as the Mackenzie clan and on the far side of the South said she should be found and killed, while the Marja's Alpha (one of the battle fierce Alpha with a clan not too far from the Mackenzie clan and are referred to as the Red wolves because most of the wolves there has a red coat when they turn), argued that the Epsilon can be used to eradicate the Vamps ones and for all.

Me? Could I actually be an Alpha?

It's him. The Alpha.

“I have something to tell you” Alpha Seven managed to say. Alpha Seven is the heir to the throne of the Alpha, Alpha Cloud of the undefeated wolves. Right there, at night time, he laid gently in the garden with his hands behind his head and his lover, Hazel, lying peacefully on his chest as they watched the stars together.

“No pressure, then.” Corvin arched a brow. “You’re already under it. You just keep pretending you’re not.” Silence stretched between us, heavy with things I didn’t want named. “What happens,” I asked finally, “if the Alpha rejects the bond?” Corvin didn’t answer right away. He stared into his mug, jaw tightening. “Then the fire looks elsewhere,” he said. “And gods help anyone standing in its path.” My wolf snarled uneasily. I stood, heart pounding. “You’re saying she’s dangerous.”

This Alpha is such a pain in the ass. Unsure of what to say I simply reply "we'll see."

"How can we halt the relentless advance of this unseen enemy?" Alpha Thorne, the largest and most robust Alpha among the packs, a warrior renowned for his indomitable will, was known for his ruthlessness and ferocity in combat. Tales spoke of his ability to dismantle foes effortlessly. As Alpha Thorne spoke, the expressions of many fellow Alphas darkened—some with rage, others with fear or apprehension. Several had suffered losses to illness, leaving them unsettled and skeptical of their healers' abilities. Doubt lingered among their ranks.

"We are not going to hurt you, infact, we just want to have a chat with you. About your Alpha!!!" **

Luna Rita took her hand again, and smiled. "Alpha's are made of half pride. They are wolf and pride. Not wolf and human. Their human side is crushed by their pride as soon as they attain power. Power is what they long for. It's what they need. Supremacy. No matter how much they have, it is never enough for them. Never challenge an Alpha unless his defeat is sure. Their pride will kill anyone." "Luna Rita, I am sorry to offend you, but may I ask where you got that scar from?"

he growled loudly Eric stumbled backwards “but Alpha, I can’t, she does not even know about us being a werewolf and I make sure no ones interact with her” he replied “Do I look like I care, if you can do your job, I will do it for you” he look on the table in his office and picked his phone “we are going there now, I won’t let those humans in my land” he said with so much determination