Deltarune Novels & Stories

Chapter thirty two Gerald We were now headed for Delta. The Delta settlement. It was the worst thing after the hideout of rogues. A place that reeked of death and bad intentions, like the world's trash had been dumped there to rot. If rogues were there rot in the world. Delta settlement was the festering wound they thrived on. It had all kinds of creatures: wolves who'd abandoned their packs, humans who dealt with the darkest corners of trade, even those who weren't supposed to exist anymore. Vampires, shifters, shadow-creatures, witches.

He said, handing Alpha Maxwell a document called Operation Delta. Operation Delta Subject: Iris Delta AKA: Runt of the Delta Line Possibly the Heiress of the Blackthorne Line being raised by the Delta family, and being raised by Marla and Clyde Delta, Clyde Delta is Alpha Maxwell’s Delta of his Alpha unit, their son Jon Delta is heir to the Delta line and should become the Delta in the Quad’s Alpha Unit.

My wolf roared inside me, furious, betrayed. Rhea. She had denied me. Not to herself, not to me, to someone else. The bond twisted, punishing, dragging the truth across my chest like claws. The pain was almost too much to bear. I gripped the edge of the table until the wood cracked beneath my fingers. My soldiers fell silent, eyes snapping to me. “What is it, Alpha?” Darius asked, voice careful. He was my beta, he was older, confident and a force to be reckoned with. He’d seen me bleed and had always followed my orders, no matter how brutal they were. He knew when I was barely holding on.

Delph ducked, leapt, caught the man’s arm mid-swing, and sent him crashing over the edge. The roar that followed wasn’t human, it was his. A sound that split the dawn in half. A sound that made every wolf on the field lift their heads and remember who led them. Draven howled within him, wild and alive. We are the storm, Delph. Let them drown in it. But Delph only growled back, forcing the beast’s hunger down. “Not yet. Not like before.” He had learned restraint in Moonfall. He would not lose it now.

He asks me as I try to think. Think Katrina. Dad always said only three things make people go to war. I came here because I wanted to avenge my father and my people. The deaths that Bianca caused. “what if — “I paused, my eyes widening as if everything was now making sense in my mind. All the dots finally connect. “The Rogue Pack wants to hide the fact that their future Alpha Bruno may have died here.” He says to me as I gasped. “Alpha Bruno is dead?” I asked him as he shrugged.

Alpha Stefan. He stood in the doorway like a shadow come to life, his presence consuming the room. I could feel it immediately, the way the air seemed to freeze in his wake. His eyes, cold and unfeeling, swept over me with the precision of a predator sizing up its prey. And I was prey. I always had been. His voice was low, cold, and it sent a shiver down my spine. "You’re nothing more than payment for your father’s debts. You will be my Luna, and you will breed. Nothing more, nothing less."

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

We should try. “Try,” I say quietly. The runes begin to glow as they morph and turn, and just when I feel they’re about to become whole again, they explode, throwing Enrique against the far wall. Dad instantly shields the two women, as stone flies everywhere. I hear a few bones break at the impact, but looking at Enrique, he seems fine, his eyes glowing gold. Delsanra now looks up, her red eyes full of pain. She’s been in demon form since we made our way down, the image of pure tragedy and beauty.

I took a moment to carefully examine him, and what I saw made my blood run cold. He was enormous, his massive frame towering over me like a giant. His muscles rippled beneath his skin, and his eyes seemed to gleam with a fierce intensity. He was a force to be reckoned with, and I could sense the power emanating from him. As I looked at him, he seemed to smile, his lips curling up into a cruel grin. "I am Delta," he said, his voice low and menacing. "One of the five Delta warriors of the pack."

She informed with a straight expression. My interest piqued as I leaned forward on the seat. "What drugs?" Dr Patel hesitated not sure of what to say. "I'm not entirely sure, but it's some sort of super drug that enhances strength. I've never seen anything like it." She confessed. Archie raised an eyebrow. "That's unusual. What's the secondary gender of our guest?" He asked her. Dr Patel checked the file. "He's a Delta sir." She announced. I exchanged a puzzled glance with Archie. "Why would the rogues capture a Delta? They usually target Forsaken and recently, Alphas." I asked surprised.