Blood Alpha Novels & Stories

Everything about him was full of rudeness and bad blood, forcing himself desperately to pose a domineering aura which does not even suit him well. An Alpha blood can never be taught or keep unworthy one’s hand in. It runs through the heredity which was transferred from a parent to an offspring. Maziar, as far as I know, comes from the genetic makeup of a Beta blood. Unless his proclaimed Alpha willingly gave up his rank on him, Maziar would never acquire the talents and skills of a true Alpha of a pack. “Good to see you again, Irna! Have your senses gotten better now that you’ve been out of the pack? Have you lost your way or realized you have nowhere to go but here? Were you scared?”

He could barely stand. Seeing me standing nearby, he nearly collapsed directly toward me. I instinctively reached out to support him. His body was heavy and cold. The assistant didn't leave. His tone was still urgent: "The patient's vitals are temporarily stable, but the silver toxin is fighting back. We need at least one more, substantial dose of Alpha essence blood to consolidate the treatment and completely eliminate the remaining poison. Can we contact any other Alpha?" While we waited, the pack had already tried all their connections. There were virtually no wolves with pure Alpha bloodlines who could arrive in time.

He could tell them to jump off a cliff and Luke would happily oblige. “Alpha Rowan, please.” He croaked. The damage to his neck was substantial and healing slowly. The only thing that healed slower than an alpha bite was a wound made with silver. It was rare for him to use official titles with Rowan but he was desperate. “We need to go. There are vampires right there!” The chances of these being the same vampires that attacked Eternal Flame were slim. Still, it couldn’t be a coincidence. Why would they suddenly appear in no man’s land a few yards from where they were waiting to meet Kara.

Valerian poked his head into my office with a phone pressed to his ear. He covered the mic. "Got a guy on the line. Alpha from Idaho — wants to talk to you. Got my name and number through someone I worked with a few years back." I opened my mouth to respond, but my own phone rang and cut me off. The number showed an incoming call from Maine. It took a while, but after nearly three hours, I had spoken with over two dozen alphas from across the globe — Alaska, Colorado, Australia, West Virginia, California, Scotland, Belarus, and just about everywhere in between. I had even taken a call from the alpha of a lion-shifter pack in a remote part of Africa that required a translator.

“Does he know?” I sense two people. One I was sure I had come across twice or thrice in a row. I just couldn’t pinpoint exactly who. “No. The Blood Alpha doesn’t know what’s coming for him. And when he does, we’ll be ready.” The other said and I freeze. The Blood Alpha? At that moment, Vana peeked through my eyes. One particular ability of werewolves was to see scents of people around us. But with the door closed and all we had was the sound of their voices to make up with it, the feat is almost impossible.

And who was Alpha Adrian? “Run!” She screamed again, but this time she sounded strange, like she was choking on something. Curiosity got the better part of me and I stopped to check, only to find her choking on her blood, with a huge spear jutting out of her chest and her clothes were drenched in her own blood. “Oh my goodness—!” I screamed in shock but was abruptly cut off by her sharp voice. “Just go, before they get to you,” she whispered, pushing me away as if in a bid to get me to start running. “Go!”

Like earlier mentioned, alpha's possess extremely venoums claws which murders their target's within an hour or two. But there's actually a cure. A cure to their venom's. It's actually the alpha's blood. An Alpha's blood is a cure to it's venom but it must be the blood of the alpha who poisons you. No random alpha blood cure's an alpha venom. The blood of that specific alpha alone cure's it's venom. The reason is simple. Every alpha is different in specific ways and terms. Some are more powerful and others are weaker. Some possess more powerful venom's which murders within an hour while others possess less powerful which murders within two hours.

About how much I already loved them. The crystal started warming in my hand. I opened my eyes and saw it glowing bright gold, just like before. The light was so strong it filled the whole room. "Perfect," the doctor said, taking photos from different angles. "The glow is very clear. There's no doubt this baby carries Alpha blood." She took the crystal from me, and the glow faded. My hand still felt warm where it had been. "What happens now?" I asked. "I'll prepare the official documentation," she said. "It will include the photos, my medical assessment, and certification that this test was conducted properly. You should have everything by next week."

she said in a quiet voice. My brows furrowed. “Who could it be?” Kaiden didn't need to be introduced when entering my chambers. Who was it? I wondered. “Send them in.” I rose to my feet, taking the book with me. Jasper walked into the room, draped in a mourning attire. “Jasper, what's going on? What's with the attire?” I asked softly. Jasper dropped his eyes to the marble floor, his voice shaking as he spoke. “The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

In the past, this might have taken a few weeks, but in the last few years, blood testing has changed dramatically, and we could see exactly what kind of genes Aaro had in only a few minutes. "So, doc. I was told she has Alpha genes; is that correct?" "She appears to be a firstborn, actually," the doctor said, looking at his screen. "Very high count of alpha genes. This is odd; she also has some human genes." I checked Aaro’s face to see her reaction, but she didn’t seem surprised. Either that, or she just didn’t give a fuck about her genetics. "Human?" Dad growled.