Alpha's Fire Novels & Stories

The flames spread quickly, consuming the sofa and devouring everything in its path. Beta Corwin’ study was just next door. Alpha Leif started toward it, but the pack elders quickly intervened, grabbing him and pulling him back. “Don’t go in! It’s too dangerous!” The fire spread even faster, smoke thickening in the air. As the flames intensified, Alpha Leif shot a sharp, suspicious glance at Beta Corwin, who had just finished calling the fire department. “How did the fire even start?” Beta Corwin let out a deep, regretful sigh, guilt flashing across his face.

The city lights are visible in the distance, a sprawling carpet of life that Clyde spent his life building. "They’re going to starve the city to get to me," I whisper. Clyde pulls me into his side, his arm a solid, protective bar of iron. "They can try," he growls, his eyes flashing amber toward the sky. "But they’ve forgotten one thing." "What?" "They’re not just dealing with an Alpha anymore," he says, looking at me with a terrifying pride. "They’re dealing with the Fire." The 24-hour clock begins now...

She replied, her cheeks reddening at the thought of him being totally naked in front of her. " What's an Alpha and why were you called one? " Alessia asked, curious. "An Alpha is the leader of the pack, if you like he's the boss and he is in charge of everything. I am the Alpha of this pack, so I am in charge." Marcus replied, puffing his chest out in pride. " Do you have a mate? " She questioned again, earning a smirk from Marcus. Walking closer toward her, he nuzzled his face into her neck.

I can only try, but it’s worth giving my best. “There are people who don’t want us here, Caleb. But we belong here, just like anyone else. One day, they’ll understand.” Before he could ask more, a shadow fell over us. A tall, broad figure loomed over Alpha Aldric. “Let’s go,” he said gruffly, stretching a hand to Caleb. “There’s food waiting at the pack house.” Caleb’s eyes lit up, and before I could stop him, he let go of my hand and reached for the Alpha’s without hesitation.

I shifted immediately while Alisia tried to shift and fight off her attacker. I lunged at the one attacking her, and another wolf lunged at me. Knocking me to the ground, but I was able to knock off the wolf that was attacking my sister. She was fully shifted, and when I got up, we were surrounded by five vicious-looking wolves, two beta and three Zeta; I was wrong about their breed. The issue wasn't the Zetas but the betas. They were male, so they were likely stronger than Alisia and me. I knew we would have no option but to fight. Alisia and I decided to use the defence strategy, fight and kill whatever lunged at us. The only way to survive this was to be calculated and aim to kill at ever

He’s like a werewolf Superman, working fearlessly to protect his people. Finally snapping into motion, I do my best to help corral the other people, putting them ahead of me as I make my way toward the door. Still, I’m acutely aware of Keith, only able to calm down once I see the firefighters running through the doors. By the time I get outside, news spreads that the fire has been put out, causing those who wait to cheer and cry. I watch the doors as the firemen come back out - they’re dutiful Alpha walking right behind them. His shoulders are back, his head held high. Even as people applaud him and voice their thanks, he does not falter. It causes me to take a slow breath.

“There might be more of a response if you contacted them directly. You know how they feel about werewolf society and hierarchies.” Damn it! I threw down the reports that I was looking over. He was right. I hated dealing with the hunters and their society. They were cowards, hiding behind stolen magic of witches they’d hunted down in the past. If it wasn’t for the need for peace, I would have happily moved toward wiping them out. As alpha of the strongest pack in North America, I knew that I could unite our packs and rid our continent of them if I really wanted to. But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters?

And right now I earned that beastly Alpha’s attention. I met his eyes squarely. “The bisons or the fire, Alpha?” His eyes narrowed. “The fire,” he said. “You started a blaze in the forest to drive the bison here, but how exactly do you plan to take responsibility for the damage? Does your victory come at the cost of the forest—and the lives within it?” I straightened my spine. “No lives were lost, Alpha. The fire extinguished itself.” The group of Alphas shifted slightly, intrigued. Alpha Gideon’s gaze flicked to the spot where the smoke had risen moments ago, now there was nothing but mist. “You set the fire along natural firebreaks?” he murmured, realization dawning as he met my gaze.

And if Adom were to be honest, he doesn't mind at all. ~ Later that night when they are both in bed and about to sleep, a thought comes to Adom. "I can't believe they would be willing to fire me because of who my mate is," he whispers, not sure if Alexander is even still awake. The other alpha has his back to him and he doesn't move with the admission. Adom sighs and shuffles closer towards Alexander. "What assholes, and to think I'm their best employee," he grumbles with a pout. His hand reaches out and pinches Alexander's shirt. The material is soft between his fingers, a thin cotton. "I'm gonna go in tomorrow and give them a piece of my mind! If they are going to fire me anyway, I might a

Sabastian Belmount, the current Alpha of the New Haven pack, sits at his desk going over the papers of the new arrival to their pack. He had given the task to his Beta, Shane, who seems to have other things on his mind. Sabastian signs the bottom of both contracts in black ink, rolls them up before tying them with a red string, then burning them in the green flames of the hearth. He watches as the ash blows in the sudden yet gentle breeze. A sign that the gods and fates have accepted the recent additions to the pack and will hold them to their oath.