Alpha Level Mutants Novels & Stories

Alex looked over to where Ash was looking and saw four people. One was a long, black-haired female with good style who looked older and clearly was an alpha. And an arm was wrapped around her by a man who is clearly his mate, and he is also Alpha. Next to them was a boy who was like a teenager's kid and was also an Alpha. He was holding hands with a pretty lady with brown, shaggy hair and glasses. She was a beta. He saw the four of them make their way towards a table. Alex looked over at Ash and grabbed his hand gently as he led them to the table his siblings were at with their drinks in their free hands.

Clayton added. “I think we will,” I replied with a nod. Matty returned and escorted our new arrivals to the conference room. Seven more Alphas arrived with their men: Colin, Neil, Martin, Craig, Paul, John, and Kyle. Aside from John, who was in his late fifties, the others ranged in age from twenty to thirty-five. John was another older alpha without a filter. When he and Alpha Bruce got together, it was always bad. They tended to feed off one another and could be very disrespectful, especially towards women. My mother disliked both of them with a passion.

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

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.

“I have provided you with my blood, thus with my entire genetic makeup, do with it as you please. But also remember that not all rogues can be redeemed. The antidote works on a very rare set of rogues, those who have yet to give in completely. In other words, the ones who still do not smell like wet dogs.” I watched the interactions among the Alphas and the silent battle of wits going on around me. Half of their discussion went right over my head, but from what I could gather, I think none of them trusted Alpha Krimson. Honestly, he did kinda give off that power-hungry tyrant kind of vibe, but who was I to judge other people? I was practically just a lab-rat, who was being experimented on.

"It also wears off in Alphas faster than others," Erik said, and Devin looked at him. We were walking very fast. "Well, that is also the very reason why we do not have Alpha genes. The alpha genes neutralise it. When creating Stepanov armies, we looked for people that did not have alpha genes to reproduce. It was the only way to ensure the experiment's success," He said, and we arrived at the Heliport. The helicopter we would use was already waiting, so we just got in.

She looked like she was listening to something no one else could hear. Holt pushed it toward her. “Your mother didn’t just build a weapon. She built a line.” Evelyn stared at him. “What does that mean?” “She didn’t modify one subject. She bred a template. The Alpha strain.” Her pulse kicked. “I’ve heard this already—” “No, you haven’t.” Holt’s voice was hard now. “The Alpha strain doesn’t make you stronger. It makes you… stable. You’re not the weapon. You’re the anchor. You balance the others. Keep the mutation from consuming them.”

DELTA ALLAN PRICE POV Despite conducting scientific research on cross-breeding, his hired scientists could never seem to get the wolves to mate, so they resorted to using serums and genetic mutation. They began to craft Alphas in test tubes. He had his scientists start injecting us, Omega-born pups, as toddlers, and we suddenly began rapidly developing and aging to adult stages, and our wolves became Alphas. We were weaker than born Alphas but still strong enough to rank and push out a powerful false aura, if needed. Which is why I was ranked Delta, but when Alpha Rollings of the Ravens' Peak pack tries to muscle me around, I pull out a powerful pulse of Alpha aura, and he believes I am a re

*Sighed deeply* "Hmm, Kathryn dear, a lot is exceptional about the Alpha! Asides from the fact that he is so strong and undefeatable, he has some special qualities that all other packs don't possess including ours." "Special qualities? What are they?" Kathryn seems confused. "Yes, dear! For instance, the Omegas has blue lenses whilst, Betas have yellow lenses. But, only the one genuine Alpha always has a red lens." Helen deciphered **Alpha Order** further to Kathryn. "But mom i----" *Honk* Kathryn that was carried away in her thoughts jumped up with fright immediately she heard a car horning at her to move away from the highway. She apologized and walked away to the other end of the road.

"How did you turn out to be my mate in such a short moment?" "I don't understand you Alpha" "What exactly don't you fathom? Let me rephrase this so you will understand, someone in your pack killed someone from my pack and you happened to be the objects of appease between both packs so I wouldn't rip your pack apart but how come you arrived in my pack and after a month you turn out to be my mate, isn't that suspicious?" "I don't know Alpha Chase, I had no clue you were the Alpha until you said it, How could I deceive you or let my father manipulate me Into doing something so stupid"