Bioshock Big Daddy Alpha Series Novels & Stories

The Redwood Valley Pack burns. Satisfied with his work here today, he turns to leave, but, as he is walking through his devastation, Alpha Rivera suddenly hears the faintest of cries over the crackling wood and roaring flames. The sound triggers a memory of his son whose cherub face flashes before his eyes, and the Alpha’s cold, stone heart cracks. He follows the sound to one of the smaller burning buildings and now, he is sure; that’s a baby in there. “Moons, no!”

I groaned at the sight of her nakedness. My sanity was slipping. It had always been that way ever since the first time I took her. She had the knack for making me go insane. Every time we did it, I was always trying to control myself and not slip. As an Alpha, I have such pride. And the fact that I bedded the daughter of my enemy… It was a damn struggle every fucking time. She was my fucking undoing.

I screamed into his face "I am your alpha and you are going to show me some respect" he whimpered "yes Alpha" I hate that I used my alpha tone on him but he was getting me angry, we got into the car, the driver noticed the tension between the both of us but kept quiet and drove us to the packhouse where everyone is waiting for their Alpha.

My irritation exploded in my veins, almost as Bridget described her power flowing like blood inside her, going straight to the heart. My growl shook the walls around us and I saw everyone’s eyes widen in horror. My body grew, projecting above it, above all, showing them who gave the orders there. "I put you first, I didn’t want a companion, you got me one just to break the curse. Now that I have a family you want me to put in second place?" my voice sounded strange even to me, the bass stronger than usual, sending waves of trembling all over the place. "What kind of Alpha would I be if I don’t even take care of my son and my wife? Do you value yourselves so much or is it because she’s a witc

We make up Azaria's POV “Ashley” I began. My voice small. I was scared really. “Why….why are you showing me these pictures?” I raised the pictures to her face. There were pictures of Nicholas with bunch of girls. Her bed was filled with pictures of Nicholas and his Casanova evidences. Even pictures I never knew I could find. He even had a relationship with the old alpha's daughter. Their break up rocked the whole lycanthropy. After that the old alpha's daughter could not take the pain, she finally succumbed and shot herself in the head, last summer.

Everyone turned. Damien stepped forward. The guards tried to stop him. He shook them off. The ground trembled slightly beneath his boots. “You’re not permitted—” Marrec began. “I am the Alpha,” Damien said. “And I will not let a liar rewrite my reality.” He turned to the pack. “I tracked Rowan’s scent,” he said. “Not to Lia. Away from her.” He reached into his coat. Pulled out a small device. Activated it. A voice filled the clearing.

"Shut up Zach, start the healing process immediately." "Oh really? So now you admit that you need me?" He laughed. The goddess better save this Wolf because I'm going to kill him if he doesn't shut up. I tried communicating with Blake, his mind link was rolled up but I had to break through with my Alpha abilities. "Blake!' I yelled in his head. "Ahh!" He screamed, probably startled. "Don't act like a scared cat, get in the car and come pick me up on the highway, I've been injured." I growled.

Two large conifers stood either side of the door which held a plaque that had me struggling to hold back my laughter. “Big Bad Alpha’s House. Seriously mate?” Lilith having also noticed began to chuckle. It had been the first in a long time since I had seen her smile. She had a gorgeous smile so I promised myself that once all this shit was over, I would make it my mission to make her smile every day. “Well, I’m a large black man with a nasty temper. Why can’t I be the Big Bad Alpha?” How Dante managed to keep a straight face had me baffled.

“No. Not again. How do we end this? Once and for all.” “The source,” he said, voice steady. “Where I was created. Reprogrammed. I go there.” “No!... We go…Locate those Fuckers.” She yanked on sweats, sweater—no bra, nipples hard. She brought her phone out “Call the girls. We’re ending this tonight.” Big Daddy’s HUD glowed. “Location Secured…GRAHAM SYSTEMS — WAREHOUSE 19th Avenue, Hudson Street, We destroy them.”

He was wearing a pair of tactical trousers, his chest bare and crisscrossed with fresh bandages. "My people," Torin rasped, his eyes fixed on the name of a pack near the Georgia border. "They aren't just killing us. They’re taking the Alphas. Why?" "Bio-Vanguard," Viper answered, leaning back in a chair with a silver flask in his hand. He looked at home in the penthouse. "Harrison’s notes say Silas needs 'Natural Alpha' DNA to stabilize the Neural Mesh. Without it, the new hybrids burn out in forty-eight hours. You guys aren't enemies to them anymore. You’re batteries."