Alpha Sigma Tau Prayer Novels & Stories

These fools didn't know what could happen once the tiny, little meteorites entered the atmosphere and fell like a mini-meteor shower on that very same day when it was taken down by Kiyokawa's super laser beams. As each of the meteor's parts contains a lot of radioactive material several days after M-2003's parts reached the four corners of the Earth, most of the pregnant women at that time were highly affected by this substance. After each of these women absorbed the radiation emanating from the original source where the meteorites have landed, their due date was moved ahead from their scheduled labor. Resulting in the birth of the next generation of children naturally gifted with special ab

Unless it affects the whole kingdom, I chose not to intervene. The priest signaled the future alpha to join us on the stage. Alpha Russel did, climbing up the center steps wearing the official colors of Phanteon—red, blue, black, and gold—in his general’s uniform and cape. He knelt on the floor on one knee and kept his head down as the priest continued to speak. “Power, unity, integrity, and trust,” he said, pertaining to the main pillars of Phanteon. “Power, unity, integrity, and trust,” Alpha Russel echoed, pronouncing each word with conviction.

another elder challenged, voice dripping with skepticism that danced along the edges of their gathering, where shadows fell heavily like the weight of judgment. Gabriel’s chest tightened, heart racing, but he felt the stirring of ancient strength within him, igniting his resolve. “I stand ready to embrace the change, and I will not forsake the connection I hold dear,” he proclaimed, his voice resolute as he cast his gaze over the assembled pack. “I promise to honor my duties as your alpha and to strive for unity between our worlds.”

Derek said, after a while. The Alphas followed Derek, wearing their clan's colour. They got to the shrine and met the chief priestess and other priestess, they bowed to Derek and formed a circle around the Alphas. “Dear moon goddess, we thank you for this rare occasion. We pray that you multiply our fruits and make us flourish like a seed planted in a waterside. Give the perfect match for the mateless and enrich our wombs” The chief priestess cried out with arms stretched out towards the sky.

With a tender squeeze, I asked the sea of faces before us, "Stephanie, love, would you care to speak to the pack?" She nodded, her grip firm, a testament to her resolve as she took the microphone from me. The pride swelled in my chest as she began, her presence captivating the room. "We celebrate tonight not just our unity with Brock but the bond within our own ranks. I call for a pack run after the meeting—a symbol of our togetherness," Stephanie announced, a confident smile parting her lips. The subtle glow of her Alpha aura shone through, touching every heart in the room. "Let us all offer a prayer of gratitude to the Moon Goddess, for in our darkest hour, she bestowed healing upon the ai

His cheeks flame when he remembers how rude he was for having demanded Alexander disregard their bond. Even if they didn't mean for it to happen, a bond is considered sacred in their culture. It's a deep connection similar to no other, a sign of true commitment. Adom had stomped over that notion with his every word. The thing he had inspired to have one day if he was blessed enough had dropped right into his lap and he had kicked it to the floor. It's just hard for him to believe he's bonded to another alpha, his whole life he's been taught about alpha and omega pairs. He's never even once stopped to consider the possibility of bonding with another alpha. Adom wonders what that would even be

I stepped forward as Gram motioned me close and took a deep breath, cradling my candle close as I looked out at the crowd. “My name is Kara Ravenfield, and I am Alpha. I stand here tonight and invoke the names of all the Alpha’s before me and ask for their blessing and acceptance in taking up the mantle they have left me. I call forward Alpha Corbin, my father and his father before him all the way back to the first Alpha. I name you and honour each of you in order of previous to first. Corbin, Rhett, Alary, Bastian, Aramis, Bram, Theron, Evander, Kalon, Orion, Oryn, Elric, Finnick, Torin, Ulric, Soren and the First Alpha, Tenebrose. I pledge my life to Ravenfield and its people, this I swear

Once more, I wanted it to but just bowed greeting the Alphas, “It is truly a pleasure to have you here for this day.” I saw both the Alpha and his Luna look me up and down knowing they must be seeing the changes in me as well. “Thank you, we are grateful to be here.” The Alpha responded and then nodded to Sarah, the Red Priestess. “I must say this is unexpected Sarah.” He said it as if they were old friends and I could tell that the Alpha trusted her instantly and it was a much different relationship than he had with our High Priestess. “I could not turn down the invite. I feel like this ceremony is important to all of us.” Sarah simply stated.

Latin prayers echoed through the forest as we called upon the ancestors, invoking strength, endurance, and clarity. “Sanguis fortis, spiritus dominus, Via tua revelata, potentia perpetua.” The words hummed through my veins, mingling with my blood and my growing power. I howled at the moon, my voice carrying through the trees like a proclamation: I existed. I was Alpha. I was Bloodburn.

Just endless wandering, vulnerable to every predator out there. But now, as Professor Voss paced and lectured, his presence filling the room like smoke, I wondered if he'd notice. He was too sharp, too perceptive. The way he dissected texts was the same way he'd dissect a lie—or a cheater. He continued teaching, his voice weaving through the air like a spell. "Now, for the invocation phase," he said, leaning against the podium, arms crossed over his chest in a way that made his biceps strain against the fabric. "The alpha recites the ancient words: 'By moon and blood, I claim thee. Thy will bends to mine, thy flesh yields to my fire.' The omega responds—or doesn't. Silence can be defiance, b