Alpha Knot Novels & Stories

Or maybe they will spread the word to other people around the Pack. Niko wasn’t the only one to enter the room, arms crossed, looking across all of us as if he knew something we didn’t. Alpha Kael followed after him, hands tucked into dark trousers, a dark jacket pulled over his shoulders. He doesn’t look at me, as my eyes widen. He doesn’t acknowledge me in any sense. He’s impassive, subdued, coming to stand in front of us with the stature of a leader. Nothing like the honest man I talked to yesterday.

The man was strong in voice but lacked in size telling me he wasn’t ranked so should the need arise I knew I could take him out. “I’m Alpha Mykel Atwood to The Mountain Forest Pack and this is your Alpha, Lilith Atwood.” “Bullshit how could your pretty little Luna be our Alpha. Looks like she would be strong in the bedroom sure, but leading a pack? That job belongs to a man. His name is Alpha Tye.” “You know who we are now tell us who you are.” The men all laughed as the man holding the gun pushed it closer the barrel now touching my nose.

The bond is an unconditional connection between two. “But I am an Alpha King. And I already have my wife, Luna Mercylle. I should break the bond between us and reject her as my mate.” “Jacob, if you do that, she would undergo such extreme pain. You are an Alpha King, she’s a weak she-wolf, she might not bear the pain of rejection, and it may cause her death. About your wife, Luna Mercylle was never your mate. You just married her to strengthen the alliance between your family’s pack and their family. That girl lying on your bed is your mate, Jacob. Your only mate.”

That was totally forbidden, although the only thing we had in common was the existence of the Alphas, Betas and Omegas, which was handled in the same way. In that balanced way. Nobody broke the rules and had control of some things, although it was not something that would last forever, there was always someone who damaged everything. One day I witnessed a battle between two wolf packs. It was night and everything around was dark, the only thing that illuminated the area was the moon. Of the two packs that were fighting place. I had heard that there was a rivalry to prove who was the stronger of the two, but what sparked that incident was that a member of one of them had caused a feud between

"Four betas. One Alpha." The Alpha was easily distinguishable. It was twenty percent larger than the rest, its armor plated in a darker, gunmetal grey, and its fangs sparked with electrical energy. MOB DETECTED: ALPHA STEEL HOUND (NETWORKED ELITE). LEVEL: 40. HP: 15,000/15,000. "That's the router node," Jax whispered, lying beside Ren. "The betas are slaved to its command frequency. If we capture the Alpha, the rest of the pack—and the real-world drones they represent—will follow."

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.

The Alpha of the Blackstone Pack? Alpha Ronan?

He turned to face the now murmuring crowd. I stood transfixed. He was an alpha? And Alex’s brother? Oh, the moon goddess! “This is Alpha Kian Sylvester of the Blood Moon Pack, the strongest pack on this continent. Pay your respects properly.” Kian’s aide addressed the crowd.

Couldn't look away. A beautiful woman with long dark hair walked beside Kael. She noticed him looking at me. Her eyes narrowed and her lips pressed into a thin line. When she looked at me, I saw pure hatred. "Who are you?" the sheriff demanded, stepping toward Kael. Kael finally looked away from me. "My name is Kael Draven. I'm the Alpha of the Northern Pack. We're here hunting rogue ferals." "Ferals?" someone asked. "Wolves who've lost their minds," Kael explained. His voice was cold and commanding. Everyone listened when he spoke.