Alpha King Supreme Novels & Stories

A smirk was evident on his face. “N-No! It’s not t-true...," I said in shock. Despite the fact that the reality is right in front of my eyes, I refuse to accept that he could leave us in that situation. His eyes were closed, and he showed no indications of breathing. Blood is all over the place. He was treated like an animal. He was slaughtered by them. The same person who had previously attacked my father remarked, "Take her as a sacrifice...It is the only way the deity will favor us once more."

How could he be angry at her? “You have more to say, don’t you? Why won’t I be an alpha of this pack?” He pulled back and stared straight into her eyes, searching for answers. She pressed herself closer to him, afraid he might bolt. He was slightly amused and prompted her with a look. “Alpha King. That’s the position you would take. Alpha of all alphas, alpha of all werewolves.” Her voice and delivery of those statements were fitting with her perceived personality. She actually sounded mysterious and it sent chills down his back.

came another reply. “Don’t you dare accuse my wife of cheating,” answered the bellowing voice of Kendra’s father, the Pack’s Beta. “Until a new Alpha is named, I am this Pack’s acting Alpha, which makes her an acting Luna, and I will not tolerate the slander of my acting Luna on my Pack’s own land.” There was no answer to that, because there was no way to respond without the potential for conflict. After several moments, Dr. Hangslin spoke up again.

Arthur can stretch his fingers as far as he likes; he won't reach my coffers. Clutching the hefty card, I was at a loss, "The limit, how much?" That was the private stash of the Alpha King himself. Frederick smirked at my naivety, then leaned in to whisper the most thrilling words of the day: "It's limitless. "The PIN? It's the date of that night. "Rosalie, spend it to your heart's content." His eyes blazed with the wild confidence of a leader at the apex of power. "Whatever you desire, it's yours. Even if you fancy buying the entire Jameson Group as a gift for me, I wouldn't mind."

I manage to say. The load of the day is finally getting to me, seeping my energy. Leaving my home, my parents, having to witness a junior sneak in and then momentarily feeling like I was paralyzed? Yeah, I'd much rather sleep than do anything else. I don't know when I dozed off, but I wake up due to the noise. I groan and try to sit up, and am still rubbing my eyes when I hear something. "The first trick to get the attention of the Alpha King is to be beautiful. Which means half of you have already failed, and the rest of you are lacking it."

"This is the first time I've encountered such absurdity. Take any necessary measures to stop the shootings. We cannot afford more casualties." *** In a bustling city, core to the werewolf community, a group of shadow troops in business suits approached the office of the Alpha Pack. Their leader, exuding a calm yet authoritative air, addressed the Alpha. "We've heard you refuse to acknowledge our Dark King as the Alpha King. May we know why?" The Alpha, towering and exuding an air of arrogance, responded dismissively. "I've never met this Dark King, but rumors say he's more likely to use wealth than strength in combat. I demand a true challenge, a battle of might!"

There were Sigmas all over the place, all with the same uniform, the same weapons, with the same emblem and I wondered if… no, it couldn’t be. I whipped myself around and lost my shaky breath on sighting the treacherous wolf that had torn the whole South down and made himself… the Alpha King. He was right here! The Alpha King wore royal red robes, the same emblem I had been seeing everywhere tattooed on his hand, dark beauty radiating from him, and for his age, he looked incredibly handsome but it was so easy to not notice that when you had such a powerful and evil man standing in your presence. The longer I looked at him, because I couldn’t look away, the more I felt like we had met before

I did it intentionally, and I wondered how I knew it was him. Trying not to dwell on it, I changed the topic. “Why do they call him Alpha?”? I asked Jones, who walked besides me. “Because he is the alpha king.” “Who is an alpha king?” “An alpha king is like a king, a judge, and a military commander all rolled into one, like a president of a country the only difference between him and a president is that he is not elected into office, he is born to lead because he is stronger, smarter, more instinctively dominant”.

What happens to her when she stumbles in trap herself while discreetly trying to find out about this rogue pack? This is a modern spin-tale of the werewolf world. * Heirarchy of WereWolf World Alpha King: Alexander Casper Gabriel Kahil: 265th King, Alfa Re Supremo, most powerful and most superior. Every wolf in world submits to him. Head Royal Beta: Caine Jasper Quinton, Head Royal Beta is Commander Supremo of 15 Royal Betas Royal Betas: 15 Royal Betas who supervises the 54 packs all over the world

"If blood and claws are what you understand... I'm afraid my pet dog here could level this mountain in just three minutes." Alexander Sterling responded with a low growl and took a step forward. The killing intent and blast of pure dominance from Alpha King shattered the knees of dozens of elders on nearby balconies. Some of the old men who had been acting all powerful suddenly fell down vomiting blood just because they were suppressed by the glow of Alexander's pure anger. That is the true definition of the absolute limit of an Alpha. Ruler of kings. "You intend to judge my wife, Alistair?" the echo of Alexander's voice hacked into the chief justice's skull. "I tolerated your old breath bec