Alpha Omega Driving Academy Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Because by all means, leave, I'd be happy to never see you again. However, as long as you're part of this pack, you'll do what I say. And Alpha Inc. and its employees are The Legend's Pack's responsibility." Marcus slid his tongue across his teeth and slicked his palm back over his unruly blond hair. The sound of tires driving down the gravel driveway caught our attention, and Scotty's car pulled in first and then Stephanie's. I rolled my eyes at Scotty's late arrival and made my way back inside before he could bombard me with questions, or show up with that stupid smirk that I wasn't in the mood for at the moment.

Alpha Dior smiled sweetly. "I think you have a good morning today, Alpha," I replied. "Of course I especially saw you," he said with a smile. I felt the feeling of butterflies fluttering in my stomach again. I swallowed my saliva at what he said. But I saw Aryana's frowning face, so I focused my attention on teasing her. "Alpha, can I join the training?" Aryana grabbed his attention. I know he is making a way for Alpha to notice her and my blood is really boiling with what she is doing. Alpha Dior smiled at her and agreed. Of course I was not going to lose, so I also volunteered to join the training of the wolves.

If witches were real, I’d say she was one. “Unlike the other academies, under Alpha Marcellan Hale’s guidance, we offer two extra courses to the already five courses Omegas are taught: Mathematics, English, Health Education, History, and Geography, with the addition of Biology and Home Economics. These two courses make our graduates top notch in meeting your needs, both in skill and service.” “Sires, on your screen are the grades of this student. I await your response.” I stand there, shifting my gaze from Mrs. Dominion to the blind darkness in front of me, then back to her. The anticipation followed by silence skins me alive and I can’t even scream. My heart leaps as adrenaline shoots down

“But that's not all being an Alpha—or the Veilborn—requires.” I stared between them. “What are you talking about?” Ryker pushed off the table. “We’re enrolling you in the Special Alpha Program at the Academy of the Moon.” I blinked. “You’re sending me to school?” Zara smiled at my shocked face. “Not just any school. It's a leadership academy—built for the next generation of Alphas, Betas, and healers. It’s where wolves destined for leadership learn to work with others, strategize, forge alliances... and make friends.”

Her hair is styled in a high bun. My Luna is breathtaking. I hand the Omega my keys, "Fuck up my car and I'll kill you." My tone is calm, but I know he can hear the weight of my words. "Y-Yes Alpha." His eyes widen, fear taking hold of his expression. He gets into my car and drives it down the road behind the building. That must be where everyone else's vehicles are. I guess this is the ideal meeting spot for the world's most ruthless Alphas. "Mel, stay close to me in case this is a trap."

It was a sudden action so I found myself falling unto her chest, she was tall for a lady. “And also, I must warn you, Alpha Raiden will be in attendance at this year's Wolf academy program. So please, be on your best of behaviors because I might not see you till after the training.” She said, the simple mentioning of Alpha Raiden sent shivers down my spine. Right now I’m not only getting into the wolf academy but being amongst the few omegas to meet the young, scary, bad Alpha.

Ajax warned. Tiana scoffed. "Luna?" "Take us to your Alpha" Rome commanded. "Of course Alpha" Darren nudged Tianna out of the way roughly and we walked past her. I could feel her glaring holes into the back of my head but I paid no mind. We finally arrived at the Alpha's office. Darren knocked twice before pushing the door open. The Alpha was seated behind his large mahogany desk. His eyes traveled from each occupant of the office until they finally landed on me. He stood up from his desk and smiled, offering Rome his hands.

Not more than six months since they have enrolled in their new high school, things changed between the two best friends and they had a rocky friendship. One was a sarcastic and heartless teenager who thought basketball was an easy game to win. After all, he was the strongest of them all and there was no way he could lose in the game he was dominating. He had been consecutively winning on his own ever since he joined the basketball team. All of his opponents quit playing and all of his teammates could not keep up with his God-like speed. He was just too fast for them. His name was Chris Lukeman and he was the main Power Forward in the All-Star Academy's Basketball Team. He has the heavy-seed

Another one waited in my pocket, just in case. Just in case, if you lose control, you’re dead. Publicly, this place was called the World Hockey Academy—a factory for champions, Olympians, prodigies. Cameras loved it. Sponsors poured money into it. Parents bragged about it. Privately, it was something else entirely. Alpha Academy. An institution built to break wolves and rebuild them stronger. A hierarchy carved in blood, sweat, and enchanted ice. The rink beneath my feet was warded to withstand supernatural force—so Alphas could hit harder, skate faster, and fight without restraint.

CARLOS Ever since I took over as the Alpha, bad things have been happening. First, it was my father, and now I almost lost Cameron. All because of the damn rogues. A word about the passing of the great Alpha of the Green Hill pack, aka my father, has spread, which puts our pack in the line of vision for unseen attacks.