Alphabet Lore R34 Novels & Stories

Sweat drips down my back, stinging the open cuts that are taking forever to heal and I'm fairly sure my right shoulder is dislocated, but Levi, the third ranked warrior in my class, is still standing and my father will not accept anything less than first place, even during training, so I grit my teeth and force myself into position. Levi growls in frustration, he's panting, drenched in sweat and desperate to prove his worth by taking down the future Alpha.

Making you aware that one wrong move can get you killed in a less than a nanosecond. As soon as, the entourage of Alfa Re entered the Royale Palace, a shift in the air was filled. Alfa Re has released some of his power and every werewolf out in the vincinty of the place felt the presence of Alfa Re Supremo. The warriors that were assigned at the main entrance named after first Alfa Re - Aldrich Entrance, stood up more straight than a ramrod. Even though I was his mate, his aura was pressuring me down as well, the reason being I was not marked yet and I don't share his DNA as of yet.

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

A werewolf with complex runic tattoos on his face stepped forward. His face was sharp and severe, and he radiated an aura more dangerous than any pureblood Alpha. "I am Oren, Beta of the Shadowmire," his voice was like steel on a whetstone. "By order of the Lord of the Shadowmire, Alpha Salome, I present the betrothal gifts for his Luna." He pointed to the equipment. "Three hundred sets of refined steel armor, enough to equip an elite legion." "Fifty crates of alchemical explosives, enough to level any citadel."

I deeply missed Sia; if she were here, I wouldn't worry so much, knowing she would be with me every step of the way. After offering prayers and completing the ritual with the priest and priestess, I followed to the shrine's other side. A hot iron rod engraved with the sigil brand of the Black Moon Pack was burning in the fire. I knew I was about to be branded with this symbol. The priestess approached me with the glowing sigil, and I moaned in pain as the hot iron impressed me. Afterward, I exited the shrine with Jennifer and Susan. Xavier and Kai waited for me outside the shrine, since this ritual was specific to the Luna, not the Alphas. Seeing me stagger with exhaustion, Xavier scooped me

Every time their eyes met, the room seemed to quiet for a breath, as though all present could sense the divine fire that now tethered them. Alpha Victor stood, his voice booming above the crowd. “To Prince Blake and Queen Amara—the bond of the goddess herself! May your strength be our strength, and your reign be eternal!” A thunderous cheer shook the hall, goblets raised high. Howls split the air, one after another, until the hall rang with the wild chorus of wolves, a song of loyalty and instinct that reached deep into the bones of every guest. It was not long before the toasts gave way to chants. First soft, then louder, until the entire hall thundered with it:

"Legacy bolsters eternal potions links coordinate wise echoes tempt resist use?" Alexander circled holo alpha-command posture predatory storm pressure subtle assessing silver eyes flashing. "Harmonies amplified probe tonight voluntary bind unity forced devours. Thorne chaos surface betas flank distractions howl. Voss rituals veil amplify voluntary mingle. Lira guide branches visions warn tempts clear. Maerin maps attune blood drop seals restitution. Jenkins Sofia binds slice nets tight secure. Mara potions relay Damian bolster resist legacy. Violet signal retreat forge new without devour."

At the far end of the circle, Alder stood tall. He was clad completely in adamant steel armor, his wolf-shaped helm turned him into a monstrous creature under the moonlight. His adamant armor glistened with runes forged on top of it. Runes supposedly drawn by a weaver, runes that were said to give combatants the ability to never lose. Beside him, his mate, Riley, trembled. She bit her lips as her gaze wandered across the clearing, towards the alpha couple. Her face was completely drained of blood and her eyes were blood-red from unshed tears.

She pushed the door open and switched the light on. Alpha Alaric sat in her chair as if it were his throne. Two hulking men stood in the corners like carved sentries. On the desk the wooden box she’d locked and sealed lay slightly open. Inside, the vials of Aurevra serum glowed faint gold, a fragile dawn in glass. “Amelia Lopez… or should I call you Cassia Wrenmoor now?” Alaric said, rising smoothly as if he’d rehearsed the entrance. He reached into the box and lifted a vial up to the light, turning it slowly between two fingertips.