Alpha Markus Novels & Stories

The man shrugged his shoulders watching the girl walking away in the woods. "Brother, don't worry!!! I am coming to get you back." The girl smirked, then shifted in her wolf form and started running towards her destination... Alpha Marcus Black of the Black Thunder Pack is the most feared at the time. He is twenty-four but at such a young age. He is the most famous Alpha. He is very handsome. He got all the pack girls drooling over his body when he came out on the training grounds every day. Marcus likes it when they admire him. He just smiles, looking towards them all, they get fluttery at just his one smile. Marcus works so hard for his pack's safety. He never risks his pack's safety a lit

a voice said. I did not turn. “I don’t sleep anymore,” I replied. Marcus stopped beside me. Marcus was tall and lean, with sharp eyes and scars that told stories he never spoke about. He had once been the right hand of Alpha Kaiser, the former Alpha of Blood Moon. The same Alpha whose rule ended in blood and fire. The same Alpha who once owned Maya like property. Marcus hated Blood Moon more than anyone I knew. “They are celebrating over there,” Marcus said quietly. “Blood Moon’s Alpha walks free.”

Reid said and she was listening to him attentively, taking all the information in slowly. "S..so why attack Rasmus?" She asked cluelessly. "Because he is the one of the Alpha from the Moon pack," Ried said with furrowed brows as if he couldn't believe she didn't know that, and Catherine was kind of shocked by this new knowledge. Rasmus was the strongest werewolf in his pack. An Alpha. Her Alpha. "What do you mean by one of the Alpha?" She asked. And she could tell Reid was getting annoyed with her.

Marcus didn’t want to join us because Fenriz would not permit it, but I made him a cup anyway. “Thank you, Luna Umiko,” he says, bowing his head as he takes the cup from my hand. “You’re very welcome,” I reply and take a cup of my own. Yui excuses herself for the bathroom soon after, and I take this as an opportunity to speak with him. “Marcus,” I start, clearing my throat. “What type of person is Alpha Fenriz?” A look of pride crosses his face, and he smiles. “He’s the strongest and fiercest Alpha this pack has ever had, ma’am,” he says.

Luke blurted out. " Don't say that, of course, Isaac wants to become the Alpha, just give him some time and he will have a mate, right Isaac ?" his mother asked. One of the characteristics that Isaac had, was he can't lie to his mother. How can he give a positive answer when he also didn't know if he was ever going to get a mate so he remained mute? " I hereby name at Zack, the Alpha " . Everyone gasped, whay the heck did he just say ?

he said, “just a little heads-up…” Ryan narrowed his eyes. Marcus smirked. “The big guy couldn’t beat me. And he was an Alpha.” Lya frowned, confusion flickering across her face. “Big guy?” Marcus turned to her and grinned. “Fenrik,” he said casually. “Your precious warrior. He tried. He failed.” Ryan’s stomach dropped. A cold chill spread through him. Marcus tilted his head, his grin darkening into something almost predatory. “So tell me, Omega… are you sure you want to sign your death wish?”

The three hours were up. ​Marcus stood up, pulling Elena up with him in a single, fluid motion. The guilt in his face instantly hardened into a cold and calculated fury. He wasn't the unfeeling tyrant of the curse, nor was he the broken man on the floor. He was the Alpha King, fully awake, fully bonded, and ready to tear the world apart to protect his family.

Kieran’s expression darkened. “…Watch your words.” The man smirked slightly. “…Or what?” Silence. Heavy. Because both of them knew— That line was dangerous. But then— The man bowed his head slightly. Just enough. “…Alpha.” A reminder. Of rank. Of position. Of who truly stood above. Kieran turned away. Cold again. Focused. “…Find the spy.” A pause. “…Quietly.” His gaze sharpened. “…And when you do—”

"Honestly shout. It could add some personality to you.” I slipped past her into the room. Sunlight streamed through the drapes illuminating the dust floating in the air. I put on my jeans and a tank top, my mind wandering back, to places I earnestly wanted to escape. Asher. My stomach tightened. Simply saying his name felt like inviting turmoil to flood my veins. He was my brother’s ally, the Alpha of the IronClaw pack a figure whose presence made enemies hesitate and inspired wolves to rise with pride. Command draped in leather. Determination. Scars carved from endurance. Every part of him was designed to command.

' Gathering intel ' was all he ever did these days . Kane was really curious as to what Alpha had given him the mission to gather this Intel . He was pretty sure that he wasn't the one . Josh groaned yet again . " You did not have to throw me so hard ", Josh whined as he stretched his hands . " I did not even throw you that hard ", Kane refuted . " Yeah , not that hard just hard enough to dislocate my shoulders ", Josh cried out . " Stop being a baby , you're a fucking Gamma now ", Kane tried to shut him up .