Novel & Cerita Comic Alpha Flight

Alex looked over to where Ash was looking and saw four people. One was a long, black-haired female with good style who looked older and clearly was an alpha. And an arm was wrapped around her by a man who is clearly his mate, and he is also Alpha. Next to them was a boy who was like a teenager's kid and was also an Alpha. He was holding hands with a pretty lady with brown, shaggy hair and glasses. She was a beta. He saw the four of them make their way towards a table. Alex looked over at Ash and grabbed his hand gently as he led them to the table his siblings were at with their drinks in their free hands.

Plus she smelt different. I quickly dropped her to her feet. "You are not my mate." I said sternly and I could hear gasps erupting from the crowd. "Who are you?" I spat angrily. She looked shocked but quickly shook it away and stood up. "I'm Amanda, alpha Drake's sister and your mate." She smiled showing her teeth. I didn't like her smile. "No, you are not my mate." I repeated. "So what if I'm not? I'm sure I'm way better than whoever is out there." She wiggled her eyebrows and emphasised on the word whoever.

Instead, they paused, assessed, and dipped their heads respectfully. One of them, a tall man with auburn hair and a scar across his jaw, stepped forward. “Alpha,” he said to Kaelan. Then his gaze flicked to Lyra curiously. Lyra straightened instinctively, but Kaelan touched her back lightly, a subtle reassurance. “This is Lyra,” Kaelan said. “My mate.” The warrior nodded. “Welcome to Bloodpine, Lyra.” “Thank you,” Lyra said, smiling.

Phoenix sits beside me on a cushion in front of the fireplace. “I was thinking about the families of the people the Agency stole. Your family. The rest of the guys. Do you ever think about trying to find them?” I ask the question that’s been burning since finding out he is The Alpha of the pack granny Gwynn helped save. The same pack my wolf comes from and my father was Beta of, if everything we have learned is true. The warmth of the fire is comforting, and the flickering light dances on the walls. I’ve always felt at peace sitting near an open fire, especially when granny Gwynn and I would toast marshmallows around our fire pit on the beach.

Another public humiliation that was uncalled for was going to happen. “I asked you, what are you doing?” His angry eyes were still on me. “I…I…I was having a…break” I sighed. The words seemed so simple but they could not leave my lips so easily, because I had done what I was not allowed to do. “Who ordered you to have one?” Every passing statement, his voice grew more cold. More chilling. I shook my head, really regretting my choice. “I’m sorry Alpha, I did. It’s not her fault, Alpha. She disagreed initially but I pestered her to. I’m really sorry.” Fagel jumped, trying to defend me. But he was not as audacious as he had been before the Alpha came.

Jaymer spun his pointer finger, creating a visible mini-tornado from the motions. “I’m giving her a handicap,” he said, flicking the mini tornado to me. I didn’t expect it to have so much force that it practically blew me into the portal. It felt disgusting going through it. For a split second, I had the mental image of squirming under human skin. Well, now I know what that felt like. I might create a tool for it when we get back. I got to the other side to find Alpha Flynn’s men lying on the floor unconscious in what appeared like a living room. He was the only one standing, staring at Salina. Both had surprised looks on their faces.

his voice sounded weak as he collected the tea from me. I sat on the chair beside him and watched him empty the cup. “Are you sure you still want to be their Alpha?” I so fly asked. “Why such a question?” his gaze immediately shifted to me. “The way they laughed and jubilated when they saw you fall and lose needs to be studied. They seemed fulfilled to see you in such a state,” I explained my observation. I always complained that everyone hated me. His own was out of hand. They were meant to be his people who cherished and wanted the best of him, but they were the stack opposite.

he smiled, taking my hands. Our eyes were locked again, and even without him saying a word, i could hear all the promises he was making to me. “Kessie Croft, are you ready for this?” He asked. “Yes i am” I chuckled, wondering why he was getting more nervous than myself. Wasn't this what he wanted all along? “I, Arlo Arithon, Alpha of the Arithon pack accept you Kessie Croft as my mate and Luna” he said, softly.

---Mathias--- Anger burns heavy in my chest as I climb the stairs to the main floor of the warehouse. They hacked her wings off. Took away her ability fly, to be free. Alpha Donahue was right; angels live for flying and the freedom it gives them. Depending on the injury, an angel can grow their wings back, but I have never seen one come back from what I just witnessed. If she can heal her fingers, I pray she can heal her wings. Michael mentioned similar injuries and he healed from that, but it took time. A lot of time. Time we may not have, I’m afraid. Alpha Drake’s laugh pulls me from my reverie. He is washing his hands and forearms to clean the splattered blood off them. His sleeves are ro

It was Alpha, and boy, did it smell really amazing, like home. Allen shook her head as she tried to concentrate on Ohm's scent, which was barely there, and before she could get it, she was tackled on the ground and was now laying on her back with another wolf pinning her down. The wolf was huge, and it smelled like the same alpha she had been smelling before. The wolf's fur was black with a reddish tint, and his eyes were gold. He was gorgeous, and Allen had never seen a wolf like that before. When Allen looked up, she saw the Alpha growling at Allen and showing his canine teeth. Allen whimpered and closed her eyes. She knew this was a bad idea. She should not have run after Ohm, but of cour