Alpha Killian Novels & Stories

Was it Alpha Killian? Alpha Killian was calm and waiting for the attack of his men, and when they simultaneously attack him, he dodge everyone like a pro. I was stunned seeing his skills, no doubt why he is the Alpha of this pack. He’s a good match to Alpha Baron, though I haven’t seen with my two eyes how he fights. As far as I remembered, he was hailed as the Alpha because of the tattoo on his back, which they believe was a sign that he is the son of the moon. “Who are you?” I was taken aback when someone speak from behind, and when I meet his gaze, I recognize him. He was one of the two who dragged me to this pack.

Alpha Killian placed a hand on Alexander's shoulder and said, "I saved you." Alexander looked at Alpha Killian. After being knocked off the cliff by a face that looked similar to his brother's, he completely blacked out. Alexander looked at the odd-looking woman and Alpha Killian chuckled, "She's a healer, I brought her here to take a look at you." Alexander simply stared straight at the woman. "Actually," Killian brought Alexander's attention back to himself, "I.. Was mistreated by people of that tribe." He showed Alexander the scar on his back, the one he got when he competed for the title of Al

“Go ahead, do that. Tell your beloved mate everything and then wait for the destruction I will unleash, little Alpha. You would wish you were dead rather than face that. And after your father and these innocent women and children, your mate is the first one I will kill.” “Asher is an Alpha. He is far more powerful than you think,” I growled. “He will destroy you.” “Oh, is that it? Well, I am stronger and in ways you can’t even fathom,” he hissed, his hot breath mixed with the stench of cigarettes, fanning my face. “Do you wanna test it?” Killian glanced at Alejandro and he nodded. To my utter horror, he walked over to the cell, grabbed a little boy by the neck and pulled him out. He immediat

He knew his place. Killian pulls his sunglasses off, dropping them on the table, he looks between the two of us, a slow but wide mischievous smile comes across his features. “I tell ya brothers, this female the Alpha wants protecting, can’t say I blame him for being ready to go to war over her. Woohee.” He says shaking his hand like he touched something hot. “That hot?” Jamerson chuckles. “Fucking gorgeous and sassy too.” He chuckles. Jamerson leans forward with interest, “You tap it?”

Its been a week Since I arrived at midnight pack. The midnight pack is rumoured to have the most ruthless and feared Alpha across the land; Alpha Killian also known as the dark Lord. He earned his name after conquering packs that dared provoke him. It's said that he doesn't spare anyone once he attacks, not even a child. I made the decisions to come here after Theo brought home his mate without giving a single explanation. I always thought that we would live happily ever after but after Sandra came Into our lives, everything changed.

“Don’t you dare think for a second you can stop me‚ Jake. I’ve fought for this position for a long time. I am and will remain the next Alpha of the Moontown pack‚ whether you or anyone else likes it.” “You fought? Really?” Jake’s voice dripped with contempt. “No‚ Killian. You schemed‚ manipulated‚ and betrayed this pack over and over again. That’s not the mark of an Alpha. The only reason you were given another chance is because your own mother is the Alpha’s current Luna.” Killian’s eyes turned dangerous‚ and he lunged with claws extended mid-air. But Jake was faster. Reading the attack instantly‚ he countered with quick‚ precise strikes. Mirabel‚ still trembling‚ stepped back with wide‚ pa

He let out a deep and heavy sigh before answering James. “Alpha Killian…” He paused, taking a deep breath. “That is his name, Alpha King.” I clenched my hands upon hearing the name that I don't wish to hear. Many years had passed already since I heard Killian's name being mentioned and now, I have heard it again but as our enemy. His name speaks what kind of wolf he is. “Killian, huh,” James mumbled in his blank expression. “We'll find his pack and do what he did to all of you before.”

Alpha Killian sat in the dimly lit prison, dressed fully in white as if he was the angel of light. His unreadable gave, however, was fixed on the dark cell opposite him. Despite the poor and depressing condition of this place, the alpha was sitting on an exquisitely crafted chair, arms on the armrest. The memory of his Luna's brutal attack on Bellatrix hadn't faded from his mind. Just recalling the fact that Katelyn endangered his mate despite knowing their bond made his face finally show some emotion.

I smiled at him. “Understood.” “Since you are the Alpha of your pack, have you had to kill anybody?” His face turned grim. “Yeah.” He pursed his lips. “I hate that part of my position.” “How many?” “Twenty-three.” He took a sip. “Nowhere near your number, but I remember each one like it was yesterday.” “That feeling will go away after a while.” I knew how he felt. The guilt of taking the life of someone, to see the life being stripped from their bodies. “You just have to remember why you are killing them. Have a valid reason, then it becomes easier.”

“My name is Cassian.” The name hit the courtyard like a dropped sword. Several older warriors went pale. One stumbled back a step, as if the sound alone could strike him. Kael noticed. Of course he noticed. “You know him?” An elder stepped forward, his hands trembling despite the cold. “Impossible…” he whispered. “The Shadow Alpha died years ago.” Cassian smiled, and it didn’t reach his eyes. “Rumors are unreliable.” Tension detonated. Swords shifted. Breathing grew shallow.