Alphabet Lore R34 Novels & Stories

Meg’s POV “What do you want- omega?” Chris spits out at me, his mouth twisting in a snarl. Chris is a gamma, and his power gets to his fathead sometimes. No, he isn’t overweight, he’s just stupid. Gammas are in line for beta-ship, so they hold power in their aura. Alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon, zeta, and then omega, in that order. A luna rules by the alpha’s side.

If he didn’t fuck his stepsister and make me think whatever this was, was for only as long as he couldn’t get in my pants. “Ahh…I heard you were bringing your luna.” A smooth voice with a heavy accent interrupted my musings. Alpha Lorenzo was almost as tall as Gabe. But he was more lanky, possessed a build not nearly as muscular as my mate’s. His slicked back long hair exposed piercings running up both ears. When he extended a hand to greet me, I noticed a tattoo of a lion on his forearm. Gabe had told me he was known as the lion of Andalusia. It was a nickname. When I’d asked Gabe if he had a nickname, he’d merely smirked and looked away briefly before continuing to talk about Alpha Lorenzo

Leo dropped the book onto the coffee table and started flicking through the pages so fast I thought he was going to test them. “Here, page 275…. The wolf’s eyes are remarkable. Whether there is an Alpha or Omega they always remain the same color. It is believed that the Moon Goddess is a way to remind us that we are all special to her and are all of equal value to her and each other. In her eyes we are all gold.

Like a snake, my beauty distracted him from how deadly I truly was. Shaking my head, I whispered. “Silly, Alpha Nox. It’s not purple.” “It’s not? Then what is it?” He tilted his head curiously. A savage grin slashed its way across my face. “It’s lilac.”

He warned. The Alpha Code was a constitution that consisted of a set of rules and regulations the Alphas were supposed to follow. If any of them broke those rules, the Council of Lycanthropes took matters into their hand and punished the pack. Raymond didn’t look concerned by Dad’s words, “So be it. I hope they do come after us because I have a lot to tell them about the South and the West…” he turned to look at Cooper. “The West is going to face the North’s wrath now that they have afflicted our Luna.”

I said to him sitting on the floor where I fell and nursing my temple. "And you need to watch what you say about my family," he retorted in anger. Darrell hasn't been the same ever since his mother, who's the Luna of our pack was accused of murder; it is claimed she allegedly killed the Beta of our pack who was formerly the Gamma but rose in ranks through 'dubious' means. Before he maneuvered his way to that position, my father was Beta; but Darrell chose to keep me as his Beta and made sure everyone in our generation referred to me as such. It honestly felt weird, bearing the Beta title while my dad bore the Gamma title.

Alpha of Gods Harmony Moon Series Book 3 A Steamy Werewolf / Dragon / Hybrid Romance Novel Ms. Sophia Chapter 1: Who is He? Ryder My pulse was racing, my breathing was rapid, but I could do this all day. Nothing is a challenge for me anymore. I ducked as a fist aiming for my face barely grazed the side of my head. That’s only because I am becoming bored with all of this, he wouldn’t have touched me otherwise.

“What’s got the Alpha brooding by the lake? Liora’s dagger giving you nightmares?” Kai straightens, his grey eyes steady, but the pack link carries his guarded thoughts—the rune, the ritual, the unspoken bond. “Liora had another vison,” he says, his voice all alpha, low and commanding. “Ther is an altar in Shadow Ridge’s grove. It carries a medallion marked with a crescent moon cradling a star. It’s the key to the blood moon ritual—to free Aria, break the Shadow Curse. Without it, the Beast awakens.”

He lifted the breastplate to Aletharin's chest, aligned the front plate with the back plate, and placed the leather straps in their sockets. “Do the plates match?” he asked. “They do,” Aletharin answered. He tightened the straps. The breastplate was decorated in a herbal motive. His mentor placed the gorget that was decorated in the same herbal motive. Aletharin moved, did a somersault and landed on his feet. “Good,” his mentor was pleased, “the armor doesn't stop your moment.” “True,” Altharin turned. “You still need the vambrace, faulds and helm.”

“The bond between Alpha and Luna is not just love. It’s power shared through blood and spirit. During the Blood Moon, your connection will be your only weapon.” Mira began gathering materials from the shelves. “I’ll help her prepare.” Aldric walked toward a small altar at the back of the room and picked up a crystal that glowed faint blue. “Take this,” he said, handing it to Liora. “It will let you feel the pulse of the divine within him when the moon begins to rise. But use it only when necessary. Too much exposure and it will burn through your spirit.” Liora held the crystal tightly. “How much time do I have?”