Alpha Maximus The Last Lycan Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I thought you had alphas?” “Ah, the way you all classify yourself is not the same for lycans. You use alpha, beta, etc. to denote a position in your pack. Lycans use the same terms to define dynamics and propensities. Alpha lycans are the most powerful, most adept for combat. Betas are next and so down the line until gammas. Omegas are those with virtually no self-defense mechanisms. Most of them can’t even shift.” Her jaw dropped. “Ever?”

Her heart galloped, picking up pace as their distance to the Lycan decreased. The guard handed out the silver-spiked whip. Killian took it and flicked it once. The sound ear-splitting as the crowd watched on with bated breath. They all knew something big was happening. Reyna flinched and closed her eyes when the whip came down again. It cut through the air, but didn't connect with flesh. Killian wasn't aiming at the Lycan yet. She clenched her jaw and held her hands tight. "This mutt here is the King of the Lycans." He pointed a finger at the Lycan." "Aluxious Van Ulric! The last born Alpha."

"Lycans are actually more strong than werewolves, but we, as Lycans, lack the same sniffing sense as werewolves do. This is our one and only weakness. So, um, yeah... that's the truth." "Do you think that won't have any effect on the plan we've come up with?" I had some concerns. He made a small pout with his lips and let out a breath. "As long as you keep your wits about you, it won't. I am confident." My lips began to curl upward. "Thanks." But, Caroline... Do you think the Alpha is being too tough on you? It appeared as though he was concerned about me, as there were lines of creases visible on his forehead.

Alexander Harris is the Alpha of the Lycans. By default, he is also the Alpha of all the werewolf packs. Whatever he says is the law. He has the power to control anyone with just a snap of his finger. He has two sons who are also twins. Logan Harris and Leo Harris look-alike, but Logan is more powerful than Leo. Logan inherited his powers from his grandfather, who is also Alexander's father Zander Harris. So far Zander is the most powerful Lycan in the world. Logan has replaced his name as soon as he was born.

“But it’s all a ruse. Their real goal is to capture me alive.” “I know, my queen,” Maxwell replied, his voice steady in her mind. “Together, we are a force they cannot overcome. The three Lycans with him are the Alphas who refused to bow to my rule. There are ten Zones in this kingdom, but only seven accepted my leadership. These three…Alpha Darius of the Blood Bond Pack, Alpha Judah of the Seven Stream Pack, and Alpha Jude of Ocean Dale Pack…have always seen themselves as my equals. The division between us existed long before I was born, and I never sought to bridge it. But their presence here, alongside this man and Farrell, tells me something is about to unfold. Moon Goddess, protect my m

Derek says in a dark tone looking at me now, which I guess gave Max the opportunity to get out of Derek’s hold and step away from him few steps and pulls out his silver daggers which just infuriates Derek making him bare his fangs, eyes black as midnight and claws out in less than a second, I see Dean and Dylan move to stand behind their Alpha and the situation is getting out of hand fast, I have to do something Max, although a pure hunter and one of the best, his chances against an alpha as strong as Derek and his beta and gamma are not the best I decide to stand in front Max protectively; I’m not letting my friend die “Get out of the way Alexandria… I can take them” Max says taking an atta

When he turns back he winks at me and then I hear his voice in my head “We have much to catch up on” Max looks surprised at Alpha Zach and then he looks at me confused, he opens the door so I could go inside and shift. Once dressed and back on the decking, Max is demanding answers, but not about what my father had said, about how Alpha Zach could understand me. Alpha Zach, sits with a smile on his face “It’s a Lycan thing, we don’t have to be blood or officially mated to understand each other in Lycan or human form” Max looks annoyed with this news but doesn’t act upon it “Two days until your father’s pack attack”

“So, whatever inquiries or snooping you have done in my home — stops now. Do we have an understanding?” They both began to fidget under the weight of my authority. An alpha’s command could not be denied. It could be painful, even deadly, to try. As the lycan king, mine was more potent than any other. I wasn’t even putting a fraction of the force I could behind my words, but their discomfort was clear. Finally, they responded with their understanding, tilting their heads to expose their necks to me in submission. “Good. Now, go. We have nothing more to discuss.”

“You twisted everything—” Damien’s growl thundered over me, deep and dangerous. The ground itself seemed to tremble. “Stop, Lena.” His Alpha voice slammed into me like a wall. My wolf whimpered and dropped low inside me. My muscles locked. My body bent against his power. “No,” I whispered, fighting to lift my head. My words were not fluent, but I forced it out. “Not this time.” Selene’s smile grew wide and sharp. She pressed against him like a queen, fake and sweet. “Show her, Alpha. Show her where she belongs.”

’ I tell him. His shoulders relax, and his heartbeat slows down. I stay pressed against him to keep him calm. 'Hope is my mate, and I would rather die than hand her back to that bastard!' He tells Alpha Liam. 'That can be arranged!' Alpha Liam retorts. He nods at his pack warriors, and they all charge toward us. I fall backwards as Alpha Maximus shifts into his Lycan. His clothes rip as he shifts. He let out a roar of warning at the pack racing towards him. They shift into their wolves and continue to pursue us. They don't back away or hesitate.