Alpha Investments Magic The Gathering Novels & Stories

It was a cold, calculating, and deeply intelligent glow. This was the Alpha. It didn't roar. It didn't charge blindly into the mud. It stood at the edge of the swamp, tilting its head as it studied the areas where its pack-mates had drowned. It looked at Mwajuma, and for a horrifying, split second, she saw something entirely human in its gaze—a flicker of tactical assessment, a spark of a soul trapped beneath a mountain of corrupted magic. The Alpha raised its right foot and stepped onto the surface of the swamp.

Carter inclined and responded, "If it really is, please fulfill it to the maximum. Here is my credit card." The Alpha handed in his silver card to the butler. There was no hesitation in his gestures while extending one of the important assets he got through his hardworks. The only reason why the Alpha did it was because he understood that Matthew was not an opportunist. He would never betray him at all kind of circumstances. "Thank you for your trust, Alpha Carter. I'll return it once I have done." Matthew received the credit card and smiled afterwards. -**- Furthermore, as the day changed with the most awaited moment, the Alphas of different pack really prepared themselves to enter the Arch

“Alpha.” At the sound of that title, I instinctively held my breath. I couldn't hear the other side of the link, but I watched Kevin’s expression. He nodded a few times, taking down mental coordinates for a new task. When he hung up, he looked genuinely impressed. “Grant just locked down a multi-pack investment partnership. Exporting refined silver-tech is going to be a massive haul for us.” A small spark of pride flared in my chest. I’d always known Grant was a master of the board; he wouldn't be the High Alpha of the West Coast if he couldn't navigate a shark-tank.

Everything she told them was very interesting and could give them some advantage. She knew how many guardians the Council had, who pulled the strings behind the scenes, the packs that were at risk, due to the greed of the Alpha of Alphas. She also knew that all the members of the council were dicks sent by the alpha of alphas. None dared to vote contrary to what the alpha of alphas ordered and some older members were getting tired of it. The alpha of alphas “reformed" the opponents, and put new members in their place. She said that the amount of money that the Alpha of Alphas accumulated after fees and attacks on small packs was so large that he had used human banks to store his valuables. E

"And I’m not paying a debt I didn't sign for!" "You signed for it the moment you accepted the Tether," the Broker countered, gesturing to the violet-gold cord that still pulsed between my wrist and Dante’s. "That link isn't just a connection; it’s a ledger. Every ounce of energy the Alpha gave you, every drop of blood he spilled to keep you stable... it’s all recorded. And the interest is compounding." Suddenly, the wave of Scrappers moved.

The next morning we cleaned each other in the shower, and I gave him a blow job, and he returned it before we went to the meeting with me wearing his clothes that seemed to fit to loosely because he was more muscular than I The other alphas were already waiting for us and it made me blush red because they all probably knew what happened yesterday, and Adam was lucky to have dark skin because even if he blushed his skin hid it well, so, we just went to our sit and the meeting begun "Alphas, betas" my father started as you all know the reason we are all here is to talk about the rogues attacks and for our packs to form an alliance between White Silver pack and Sacred white pack. "Alpha Eric

"I guess we are sticking with your complicated human plans." She fades out of my mind and I focus on the files in my hands. Damon had it delivered to me a few days ago. It contained the names and pictures of the three Alphas coming today. Alpha Craig of the Sage pack, Alpha Monroe of the Grange pack, and Alpha Tobias of the Russet pack. All friends, all older than Damon. And Vance. These Alphas belong to our parents' generation, which could be a good thing or a bad thing. Good in the sense that they have the wisdom and skill set to maneuver the shitstorm we are about to get in, bad in the sense that they could use that same skill set to fuck us up.

I was not in the mood for any shenanigans when my pack was in danger, especially since my family had been targeted. “I’ve been sent by The Northern Alliance,” he said. Everyone in the room kept quiet as he stepped forward carrying a long black scroll sealed with dark blue wax. “I’ve brought an official invitation.” I recognized the seal. It was a wolf standing on top of a mountain. Alpha Magnus was the most powerful Alpha in the continent. I broke the seal and unfolded the parchment unfolded across the table. After reading the first line, I understood why Magnus had written personally. “The Alpha Summit,” I said. After all the crazy things that had been happening, I had completely forgotten

"We will. Other Alphas been grouping. Scheming. Agreed on fresh rules. Fresh shields. Fresh spots for spell risks pre-hit. Calling it Evergreen Plan. After ya. After what ya did." Evergreen Plan. My tag. My mark. The bit that'd last past me. Proof my give-up counted. That losses weren't zilch. That we built better from the wreck. "That's solid. Real solid." "They wanna chat with ya. When set. Wanna thank formal. See ya as true Alpha. Some say ya should head Alliance. Grab from Thaddeus when he steps." Head Alliance. Me. The one they brushed as too fresh days back. Now want me bossing all. Funny if not so much.

“It’s in the contract.” Ash sighed, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. Alpha’s could hide their scent, but they were terrible at hiding their red-blooded reactions. Alex was clearly trying his best, but there was a huffing flare to his nostrils that easily gave him away. “We still need to do a top down assessment, including resources. No layoffs planned,” Ash clarified. He leaned forward, smirking at the disgruntled Alpha. “I promise,” he purred in a submissive tone he knew would ease whatever was riling up inside the man.