Call Alpha Novels & Stories

i asked. “this must be major if you’re wanting to get everyone now.” alpha nik said as he grabbed his phone. “derek, can you call alpha brock and have him get charlie on the line also. i will call alpha trent and gunner you have the number for alpha isaac?” i nodded and pulled out my phone and started dialing the number i had for alpha isaac, while dad did the same. once we had everybody on the phones, we put them all on speaker phone and let each of them know.

The Alphas had been quiet since they each agreed to come to the meeting. Dropping my head into my hands, I rake my fingers through my hair and take several deep breaths. They don’t do anything to calm me down, but it does give me a second to think of my next steps. Picking up my phone, I dial Alpha Mandra’s number. The call rings a few times before the line clicks and his deep voice filters through the speakers. “Alpha Mandra speaking.” “Alpha Mandra, I need your help.”

All of a sudden, his phone began to buzz and he picked up the call, putting it on speaker. " Alpha, we are under attack, ".

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.

Danica's POV I am not looking forward to this conference call with Alpha Jackson. I have been told that he can be an abrasive person. A straight laced kind of Alpha. I’m not in the mood to deal with the over bearing male ego today. I happen to look at the clock and it is 6:00 pm on the dot when my phone begins to ring. “Hello, this is Alpha Ravens speaking,” I said, trying to sound pleasant. “Yes, hello Alpha Ravens. This is Alpha Jackson. How are you this evening?” He asked

Bringing out the phone, he checked the caller ID, which was an unknown number. Furrowing his brows in surprise, he picked up the call and placed the phone on his ear. "Hello, who is this?" He asked after picking up the call. "Hello, Alpha. Alex of Wolfenwood Pack, how are you doing?" A voice sounded through the phone, causing Alex to furrow his brows more as he wondered who the caller was. Surely the caller knew who he was, given the fact that he knows his name and that he's also the Alpha; however, he, on the other hand, didn't know who it was, and even the voice wasn't familiar.

she snapped. I reached out for the phone and saw Alpha Kaden boldly written on the screen. Why was he calling me? We were done with business already.

"That sounds marvelous, Alpha Caspian. I can protect myself after that, and if it's my dad’s men, they will never hurt me. They would just drag me back to the territory, but I want to give this a shot just to get to Paul." "Thank you, Alpha Caspian." It was Caleb. "You don’t need to. Paul is my Beta. Whatever that will make him happy, I’m all in." "Do you have a phone, Lady Alba? I suggest you leave it behind and make sure you’re clean of anything that can be tracked." I nodded my head and I saw the Alpha open his desk and take out a new phone. "Here, you can use that. So Caleb can reach you too if he wants to." He pushed the phone forward, and I went to take it.

, Alexa teased me. “Alexa , his voice vas sharp, you are my sister but I’m the Alpha and I will not tolerate your behavior.” “That explains a lot “, I said more to myself .” “Jenn, sorry , I’d tell you but”... “Let it go I’m glad it’s so”. I laughed significantly. “Uh, I’m dead”, she shook her head. “Alpha James, she tried to stay serios as I shook my head in disbelief , can i take Jenn to the pools tomorrow please?”

I muttered, pulling off my helmet. The door opened before I knocked. Corvin stood there barefoot, gray hair tied back, leather vest hanging open over skin inked with symbols I didn’t recognize and didn’t like. His eyes—sharp, bright, too knowing—flicked over me. “Took you long enough, Alpha,” he said. “Moon’s been screaming for days.” I scowled. “You could’ve sent a memo.” He snorted and stepped aside. “Come in before the forest decides you’re rude.”