Ancestral Recall Alpha Novels & Stories

The other part of me wishes I’d never called him. Worryingly it seems the Anna Josephine delusion might be fucking contagious.

"I see a strategic high point where the 'Correction' can be broadcasted via the Resonance. I see the place where the Alpha is being stored." "Stored?" Panni stepped closer, her heart aching. "She’s your daughter, Jinyan. Say her name. Say 'Grace.'" Jinyan’s jaw tightened. A muscle in his cheek pulsed—a rhythmic, mechanical twitch. "Names are labels for biological variables. The Alpha is the nexus. The 'Medea' parameters are... flickering." "What parameters?" Panni asked, but Jinyan had already turned back to the stairs, his iron staff striking the stone with a rhythmic clack-clack-clack that sounded like a countdown.

“These things, memories buried deep in the mind, they take all your patience. Forcing your wolf to get it is like punishment and it only drives the memory farther away.” I met his eyes, “Are you saying that I could lose that memory forever?” “No.. no. I mean that it’ll be harder to get the specific memory back even if you try again.” Before I could answer, Ryan and Zeta came out of the safehouse. “Alpha. It’s time for us to go.” Damon rose, his hands remained on my arm even as his composure shifted from that of a mate to that of an Alpha. I stood up too, and followed behind him.

He coughed out blood as he tried to draw breath too. “Damn Alpha, you're just as good as I remembered you to be”, “Alpha?” I heard him say. “Who are you?”. I went back to hold his collar. He looked crippled and badly beaten up—aside from the ones I had given to him. “How did you remember I was an alpha?”. I spat. He chuckled. “I am a descendant of Beta Walzan, your beta wolf, do you remember?”. “Walzan?”, that was a long time ago.

I asked again, now with only one hand on the wheel as my other hand was reaching out to her temple. I need to know everything, all the things she has done in those years, beginning from the moment when our eyes locked until that horrible night when I found myself lying in bed by her side, naked. One of the Alpha's hidden abilities is the power to look into one's memories, experience it, and live inside it in milliseconds time. But throughout history, only a few alphas have been able to unlock that ability inside them. I never really tried, until now. I need to know, everything.

The memory brings a cool smile to my face. “So to be an alpha one must train?” “Not exactly. Being an alpha is hereditary. I only went through training to know all the perks of being an alpha.” We pause in the middle of the compound as my mind slips down memory lane. My sister’s mock laughter assails my eyes. My body prickles like Anselm’s eyes are yet again boring into my back. My brother who never ceases to challenge me. The cool air shifts to warmth as I reminisce about my days of training in this field. My mother’s soothing tea fills my nostrils. It’s as if everything is real and not just a memory.

It was clear that he wouldn't do anything. At least not now... "As for the rest of you, don't you all have somewhere to be? Get back to work." I didn't even have to turn to know that everyone had scampered off, their silent whispers at everything that happened floating over to me. Dammit. I just know the entire pack will know about this in no time... The very thought exhausted me but I didn't really have time to think about that as Sebastian's direct mind link came through to me. "The Elder Alphas are here. The Royal Emissaries a few minutes away. My Grandfather wants to see you before the meeting begins. Where are you?"

...Calyssa POV... My name is Calyssa Raine Maddox, and I am to be the next Alpha of the Crimson Tide pack—one of the four original packs. My family has always held the Alpha role, as my ancestors were among the first alphas. Due to our long history, Crimson Tide has become one of America's largest packs. Though, such an achievement doesn't come without trials. While we may be one of the largest packs, we are not the strongest.

She knows that no human is like that, and she knows that Solana is no human. “Solana,” Nerissa said with a hint of warning in her voice. Solana steadily turned her head and attention to Nerissa and cock a snook at her. To be able to regain one’s memory, especially of a werewolf, was for their Alpha to stick their claws at the cervical nerve of their beta. This process would trigger all their memories especially those they do not recall, however, it’s either you die or survive. “She could die,” Nerissa continued speaking. Kiera jumped out of the couch she was sitting on and looked furiously at Solana and Nerissa.