Apex Alpha Novels & Stories

It was Thorne. ​The old man’s face looked even more monstrous in the blue light of the hologram, the scars of the past etched deep into his digital avatar. "You’re late, little Alphas," Thorne’s voice rasped through the vault’s high-fidelity speakers. "The transition has already begun. You spent too much time playing at humanity, and now the humanity of the world is a liability. The era of 'integration' is over. The era of the Apex has arrived." ​"Where is she, Thorne? Where is she taking the strain?" Leo roared, firing his pulse-pistol at the projector. The beam passed harmlessly through the light, hitting the reinforced wall behind it with a dull thud.

beta dreko said to Alpha Apollo. "Then what is it, spit it out dreko." Alpha Apollo replied him. "It is about the trinity Alpha king, you could be surprised, he approached us in the borders, he penetrated the borders ans broke out rules, and to make it all worse, he killed one of our men and could not even be sorry about it" Beta dreko said to the Alpha. I could see all the signs on the Alpha face and knew that he was very angry and furious, he opened his eyes in rage and could not he could not control himself, immediately he caught me with his eyes behind beta dreko.

“…you’re simply the weakest alpha in the wild west. I mean—” “Hold your tongue!” I shouted. He shouldn't be speaking to my father like he was a common thief. I balled my fists and eyed the blue-eyed werewolf in front of me. I took a lungful of air, restraining myself from punching him right between the eyes. My father, the Alpha of the Talons, sat on his throne, saying nothing. He merely stared at me in anger, as did the other three members of his court.

She judged him to be no older than twenty-two; a young man fresh from the army hired to work in a position for a lycanthrope second-in-power to the Alpha. Her master. Her creator. The commander. He tipped his hat at the servants and clapped hands with the males, a guffaw of laughter ringing about his bright presence. He was the sun and they were all flowers listing towards him for warmth, comfort, thirsty for a sliver of that brightness. He’s coming. He’s coming. Still she had not moved from her position. Her palms felt warm and soft and damp against her face.

Alpha Bruce stated while slamming his fist down on the table in frustration. “How about we go over numbers? I’ll pass around a sheet if you could all write down how many warriors you have, as well as how big your territory is, and then we can figure out where to send extra resources,” Sophia suggested, handing a piece of paper to the alpha sitting on the other side of Emma. “Where’s your father, Alpha Drake? Shouldn’t he be here for this meeting?” Alpha John asked with a frown. “He’s at home. I’m here representing our pack,” she replied calmly, ignoring his obvious jab. Her self-control was impressing me.

I snapped at him. “That tiny person did that to Bronx?” Brantley asked in disbelief. “I watched it myself,” Titus nodded. My ‘mate’ blushed a beautiful tinge of pink. I raised an eyebrow. “And what is ‘short stuff’s’ name?” “Azalea,” she replied with the most breathtaking smile. Azalea... “Wait a minute! If you guys are the Alpha and the Beta, then that means that you’re the leaders of this thing!” Bennett said in realization.

I asked and Mama smiled and Beau sighed. "In our case since we had triplets, they chose who was going to take which part—Alaska became Alpha, Alexa chose to be Beta and Apollo is the Gamma or Third in Command. It could have easily been decided that Alexa would have been alpha as she was born first but she didn't want that position and handed it to her sister who was more than capable of taking such position once Dimitri stepped down. I—being son of a Beta—handed my position to Alexa and Sage, their uncle, handed Apollo the Gamma position down to him when they turned 18.

Guess he was just bad at showing emotions, like he’d said before. He cleared his throat. “Today’s the grand finale of the summit. There’s going to be an Alpha Challenge.” “Alpha Challenge,” I repeated, not as a question, but a statement. It’s a werewolf thing. There's a task like race or something else between Alphas to establish dominance. And of course, Alphas are too proud to lose. They take it like their lives depend on it. Well… maybe not their lives, but definitely their pride. “It’s a race,” he added, casual like it didn’t matter.

I shouted my mate once again! "I'm sorry alphas" he said not looking sorry at all "but this meeting is useless, and I see no point on bickering on something that can be solved within seconds, papa and daddy I love David and I'm leaving with him as my mate and as his mate as the council law explains I already own everything he owns, and as the current alpha, I call for both packs to combine by the end of the week, their territory is big enough, and they have resources that will benefit all of us, and we have experience to benefit their warriors so any objections and I'm his Luna, so I own half of everything he owns and his ass?

into their DNA. "Darlene, the floor... it’s reading as Biological Insolvency!" Leo’s voice rang out, his indigo runes turning a terrifying, arterial red. My son was kneeling at the edge of the teeth, his hands moving through the frozen blood as if he were trying to stop a global hemorrhage. "The Apex Protocol is a Retroactive Predation! If the First Pack 'Consumes' you, the 'Sovereignty' is deleted as a Failed Mutation and the cycle Resets to the Zero-Hour Anarchy!". The Apex-Alpha lunged, and the floor of teeth beneath us began to Lacerate.