Alpha Maximus The Last Lycan Novels & Stories

The head warriors said. "I have a question, Alpha." He asked Max who nodded. "Why they want our Luna?" "I don't know, do you have any idea?" He asked his trustful warrior. "I think the Luna might be a descendant of the royal rogues, Finn and Jayla have both the same eyes." Zerxes said, making his Alpha thinking hard. He was right, both of them have the same hair and same eyes. Finn was the Alpha rogues, he was killed by Blaze in a war which the pack won. Blaze declared war with them because Finn's mate, Victoria was threatening his mate, Mia.

he said. "If it's not about staying in the dark, then I can do it!" Cindy replied. "You're afraid of the dark?" She nodded. Alex just stared at her. Should he tell her he was the master of darkness himself? He felt sorry for her and regretted that this pure soul had met him. He didn't want to taint her light with his darkness. "You can't handle me, Cindy," he said again. Cindy sighed softly. What exactly did this man want her to do?

-Jackson- It wasn’t that I didn’t understand my mate’s concerns—of course, I did. It was just that I simply couldn’t care. Not now that I had her. “Because my family can be vengeful,” she admitted. I looked at her, surprised. “What?” I asked. “They can be vengeful,” she explained. “How?” “They are lycans. My father is powerful and on the council. Do you really think if he learned you had taken me and claimed me, he wouldn’t spin it around? He would make you the villain and destroy you.”

"The actual Luna, your brother's mate. You're the ones responsible for her disappearance!" Valerie asked unsympathetically. "Don't look so betrayed, little one. That pathetic excuse for a Luna had far too strong a grip over my Alphas. I merely...removed an inconvenient obstacle to ensure they could reach their full potential under my guidance." "You're both certifiable!" I spat, every hard-won instinct screaming at me to flee from their poisonous presence. "Zane, Caleb and Ryder would never..." "What? Fall under the depraved sway of a usurping bitch like yourself?" Damien cut in with a low, mocking chuckle. "You'd be surprised what depravities an Alpha can be driven to when the dark forces o

Tears welled up in my eyes. “They won’t have to grow up without a father. They will have two fathers who both happen to be the Lycan Kings and very strong Alphas,” Vaeric smirked, wearing a proud look on his face. “But I…” “Shhh,” Vaeric placed a finger on my lips, stopping me from saying whatever I wanted to say. “Don’t think about it, Nysera. Just allow us to help you. It’s okay for you to be selfish and use us to actualize your plans for revenge. We don’t mind, so long as we get to be by your side, protecting you and the kids.”

I looked after myself, I was the Alpha of the most powerful Pack in the USA, and I needed to look like one I am Kaiden D'Angelino, Lycan Alpha of the Blue Valley Pack, with a reputation for being kind and fair, but I was also ruthless in my pursuit of what is right. No one dared cross me and earn my displeasure; my form of justice was swift and deadly, but it led to a happy, successful Pack who lived and worked hard, but they also had a lot of fun.

"Talk. "I set the cup down. "His name is Adrian Thorne." I said. "He's a Lycan. The last Alpha of his bloodline." I watched her face process that without expression and continue to hold. "Edgar and Elora orchestrated the destruction of his people three years ago.

They all heard it—Leo’s scream. I hit the altar floor. My knees gave a sharp, agonizing pop. I looked up through the red mist. We weren't surrounded by machines. We were surrounded by The Pillars. Massive tubes of focus-glass containing the skeletons of a thousand years of Alphas. They were the generators. They were the "High-Tech" power source of the Lycan world. "They want to turn my son into the next battery," I hissed, drawing my silver blade. Ryan’s 14-B protocol ignited in the air, turning into purple ash.

Alexander had stormed angrily to the pack house, raging and deathly angry. He was determined to rip Damon's heart if he could. Pack members who saw him cowered in fear as he made his way into the pack house. Arriving at the hall pack Hall, the guards tried to stop him but he easily flung them away, his wolf looming to the surface as he kicked the door apart. Axel and Bradlyn rushed forward to hold him down. They were expertly trained and they held him firmly but then, Alexander was an Alpha- Lycan, making a half-shift, he tossed them away and they landed on the ground.

His eyes flashed blue, electricity sparking through his limbs, reflexes sharpening, heart racing in time with the tension in the cage. He lunged again, fists a blur. Marcus moved with fluid grace, dodging, weaving, turning Fenrik’s strength against him, each punch barely missing its mark. Fenrik’s fists brushed Marcus’s skin, but Marcus twisted, redirected, and blocked every strike. The air itself seemed to shiver with their movements. “You forgot something,” Marcus said, low and dangerous. His pupils flared red, a warning, a glimpse of the Alpha beneath the trained fighter. “I am an Alpha… and a direct descendant of the Lycan.”