Alpha Level Mutant Novels & Stories

Father had taken me to a lot of doctors, both humans and even pack healers but none of them have been able to do anything to help me recover. I let out a light whimper as I feel blood trickling down my leg, this is when I hear some footsteps in front of me and I raise my head to meet their gazes. Four of them, looking so sinister and wicked. I immediately feel nauseous, maybe I will feel better if I throw up. “She is the mute one?” One of them asks, amusement dancing in his eyes. “I am sure our alpha will be happy if we take her with us” “Please let me go” I sign to them but from the look on their faces, none of them seem to understand me. I mean, how will they understand me when only my par

He was in Element. His movements were no longer calculated frequency shifts, but pure, instinctive fighting. He was a wolf under wolves. He lured three of the creatures away from the settlers by provoking them and towards the old, digging deep canyons. But the pack was intelligent. One of the larger specimens – a beast whose fur how hardened titanium shined – Kael had identified as Alpha. It jumped from one of Dawns of the settlement, right on his back. “Kael, no!” my scream was almost heard in the sudden silence of the struggle.

She pulled a clean sheet of parchment toward her, dipped her glass quill into a vial of dark indigo ink, and began translating the ancient formulas into modern chemical shorthand. The historical notes confirmed her hypothesis. During the Great War, weapons designers hadn't wanted to destroy entire territories; they wanted to take out the command structure. They had engineered a pathogen that specifically targeted the **Alpha-receptor gene**. Because dominant Alphas possessed highly active, hyper-regenerative cellular pathways to sustain their physical strength, the virus used those exact pathways as an entry point. It hijacked the regenerative cells, rapidly accelerating calcification until

“Dane was able to find out who and neutralized the threat for the time being, but it has caused a ripple effect, one that you and I know Alexander will not let slide.” “Are you seriously expecting me to believe that one of my own has double crossed me and my family?” I retorted, unwilling to believe that what he said may have had a small fraction of truth. Blaze’s body language changed as he realized I was on the defensive. My family's line of business was full of shady ass people, but we vetted our people and paid them well for their loyalty and service. There was no way this could be true.

he concluded "How did you know all this" stunned because he seem calm and confident with what he is saying "I was born an alpha which makes me to be observant and cautioned of my opponents and I have dealt with people like them before, you don't have to worry yourself " he assured me, I looked into his eyes and see that he meant his words "Thank you, I don't know what I will have done without you" I said to him "I should be thanking you for being my mate" he responded

The medic examined her quickly, then looked up at me, expression grim. “The mutation is spreading fast,” he said. “Any standard suppressants won’t hold.” I already knew that. That was why we were here. “There is another option,” the medic continued carefully. “But it’s dangerous. It's experimental.” He paused “Spit it out” I almost grabbed his throat. “It requires Alpha blood, it could potentially slow or even reverse the mutation.” “Potentially?” Cole asked. “Then do it. I have alpha blood in me, my father is an alpha too.”

"The alpha is executing the protocol!" "

Margaret rolled her eyes and then refocused her attention on the group of men, in which she noticed a few of them looking at her. Soon, a young, thirsty mutant who had been checking her out from afar approached her, intending to have fun with her. But Margaret, being ever smart and calculating, seized the man's lust and lack of control to her advantage. She got him to tell him things she never believed existed. Things like werewolves are real but extremely hard to find. And that the mutants were semi-werewolves who'd turn themselves by injecting an alpha's blood into their veins. “Who is the alpha?” Margaret had asked. “I don't know.” He'd replied with a belch.

With shaky hands Daniels pulled the Humvee away from the vehicles, made a U-turn and started the drive back to base. “Hey, explain to me what that thing was!” Zane demanded. “Well for every one-thousand Pales born there is one alpha.” Daniels started to explain. “Alphas are smarter, faster, bigger and stronger than an average Pale. An alpha can stand in UV light. It’s believed they are a more pure version of Pales. They have tails too.”

Warriors stronger than Alphas, unable to shift, driven only by bloodlust—the perfect army for someone seeking to overthrow pack leadership. “The medical research camp is struggling,” Alpha Kenneth continued. “They lack resources, staff, and equipment. Three researchers were injured last week when one mutant broke containment.” “What treatments have been attempted?” asked a healer from the northern packs. “Everything from silver infusions to moon rituals,” Kenneth replied hopelessly. “Nothing reverses the mutation. The potion seems to permanently alter their blood.” The Alpha Chairman rose from his ornate chair, commanding attention as he surveyed the gathered leaders. His gray beard nearly t