Alpha Level Mutant Novels & Stories

“To Black Wind Mountain.” Several of them exchanged uneasy glances, unsure how to respond. That mountain was notorious for its unstable spiritual currents and the mutated beasts that roamed its slopes. To them, it felt like entering Death Valley on a suicide mission. Dexter frowned. “Alpha, that place is…” “I know what it is,” I cut in. “And I’m going anyway. You’ll be in charge while I am away.” Dexter studied my expression for a moment before nodding. “As you command, Alpha. I will secure the pack while you are away.”

“The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

The Alpha could save himself. *****

At the restaurant alpha made his way to the bar, as a werewolf he could probably be able to drink the bar dry and still seem sober. From what mum told me is once you get your wolf, your body changes alcohol has near to no effect on you pretty much the same as drugs, you feel a little warm but that's it. Mum said alcohol and drugs only settle the nerves and keeps you calm. But other than that nothing, in my opinion if I ever wanted to actually experience alcohol i had to have some before my 18th birthday. And as if to read my mind Sophie ask alpha 'can Vee and I have something to drink too?' Ehile walking over to him.

“No pressure, then.” Corvin arched a brow. “You’re already under it. You just keep pretending you’re not.” Silence stretched between us, heavy with things I didn’t want named. “What happens,” I asked finally, “if the Alpha rejects the bond?” Corvin didn’t answer right away. He stared into his mug, jaw tightening. “Then the fire looks elsewhere,” he said. “And gods help anyone standing in its path.” My wolf snarled uneasily. I stood, heart pounding. “You’re saying she’s dangerous.”

The only way to save our powers from their eyes was to hide it from them in the depths of the dark valleys and jungles. We lived in packs. Each city or town had a different pack run by a different leader that they called an 'Alpha'. The alpha was like the king of that pack who had the responsibility of keeping the pack safe from attacks of humans or other packs. I was given the alpha title as soon as I was born twenty three years ago, but at the age of Eighteen I officially took the place.

Riska, though clearly shocked, immediately activated her Master AI. "Master AI, scan the Mutant Alpha! Find a weakness!" The Master AI blinked yellow, hovering in the air, projecting a complex data hologram. << MUTANT ALPHA ANALYSIS (THE BEHEMOTH): OMEGA CLASSIFICATION BIOLOGICAL ENTITY. EXTREMELY HIGH PHYSICAL RESISTANCE. >> << WEAKNESS: HYPERSENSITIVE TO SPECIFIC HIGH-FREQUENCY SOUNDS (ULTRASONIC) AND FOREIGN ORGANIC CONTAMINATION (PARTICULARLY HIGH-ACID SUBSTANCES OR CONTENT TRIGGERS). >>

If they didn't starve to death or fall into a manhole, they would eventually be torn apart by the second most common mutants - the Alphas. The Alpha mutation, which is what I have, only occurred in the male population. The afflicted became hypermasculine monsters with superhuman strength and agility. In my case, my intense training and conditioning keeps my urges in check. In the wild, however, alphas have an insatiable hunger for violence. Violence and something else. Mating. The rarest of mutants are omegas. This mutation only occurred in the female population. Women who became omegas immediately fell into a state of intense reproductive receptivity known as estrus.

"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."

She was the original. She was special. "You have realized that's what they are correct?" the Alpha King questioned, shaking me from my thoughts. "The mutated rogues? They are all experiments to create abnormally large and powerful shifters by using the blood of my uncle on normal humans." I nodded and the Alpha King sighed again, this time in relief.