Destiny: Rising Alpha Novels & Stories

I want details. “Earn it? I already delivered Freya to Rising Star!” “That got you Zena as agreed. The fact she escaped is just unfortunate.” “Fate’s undeniable path?” I retorted with venom. “Precisely. Like diverting a river, it will always find a way to the sea. Which is why you are going to assassinate Alpha Alexander during the day of the full moon.” “You must be fucking joking,” I snapped, raising my hand in frustration. “You’ve just wasted your time. I’m a White Forest Warrior!”

Honestly, it made me feel better. “The Red Alpha,” Nicholas muttered. “The prophecy is finally fulfilled.” “What prophecy?” I asked, cleaning my eyes. “The prophecy that always made us know that Alpha Kieran was the promised Alpha,” Jephta said, confusing me more. “It said that at the end of times, when a great battle was fought, an Alpha would rise, the Alpha of fire, the Red Alpha, and he would win the battle alongside other armies the goddess would choose,” Nicholas said, making it clearer to me.

“Everyone who has a brain would put two and two together and realize that I am the Moon Blessed.” Donatello's face shattered, his leverage over me gone. I was now the last active fire user in my lineage; I had no jealous relative to be afraid of. “Moon Blessed? Like from the legends?” Fire soared from my body into the room, lighting it up overhead. The Alphas watched the light with fascination, their comments now a roar in the hall. It was starting to be suffocating to have this much testosterone in a room. “Quiet,” Kaden said and kicked the nearest member of the council forward. “Speak now or I will dismember you.”

Mykel’s POV The day was quick to pass and soon the moon had blessed the sky with her arrival. The moon graced the sky as if she'd had some bright new idea, something brilliant needed to shine upon the Earth. The perfect full moon, brighter than the last as if knowing we would need her to bless our prayers. Every day we prayed the moon goddess would bless us with another for no one knew which day would be their last. It held a kind of irony to it for Dante’s true intention was that should he not make it out of the upcoming war that his pack wouldn’t suffer, that they would recognise me as their new Alpha. The unknown hung over everyone whether they chose to believe it or not. Those that didn’

"I... I saw you, Felix." He looks up at me. "What? How should you... possibly..." "I've been having dreams. Dreams of this world. Also, presently I understand, they were of you. We are associated, with Felix, through Destiny. How is it that I could discard you? It doesn't matter at all to me what you've done, I-"

his points his hand at me “will be forgotten.” I raise a brow. “Are you done pissing on your territory mutt?” His eyes flash black, a deep growl rumbles from his chest, causing me to grin. “I will not give up Jamari either.” Flames dance within my eyes. “She will never be yours as long as I’m around.” I growl. “We will see.” He leans back in his seat confidently. Is the mutt right? Will Jamari recognize the Alpha as her mate once she gets her wolf during the Blood Moon and forget about what we’ve shared? Fate wouldn’t bring her to me only to tear her away, would it?

A kind of terrible understanding, as though She had always known this moment would come and had been dreading its arrival. "The Alpha will return," their mother Celestra continued, her voice taking on the cadence of prophecy or perhaps simply often-repeated warnings. "He is bound to you now, drawn by the mark and the awakening of your power. He will seek to claim you, to bind you to his service and his pack. Whether you go with him willingly or fight against the inevitable, the outcome remains the same. The Luna and her Alpha are two halves of a broken whole, and they will always find each other across whatever distances or obstacles stand between them."

My senses heightened as he closed the door, and I heard Collins say, "We've found out who was behind the attack." "Who was it?" Marcus asked. "Alpha Damon," "Are you sure he is the one?" Marcus asked then scoffed. "You said they were against me not Susan." "Yes, but I will like to ask you a question," "What question?" Marcus asked. "Who is his favourite daughter?" "Sarah," Collins explained that Alpha Damon might want to destroy this pack because we now have Jason's territory. "That's a good thing to hear as it would quicken our way of owning his pack,"

† Shay Morrigan Pythian realm Shay Morrigan was the embodiment of bitterness, powerless in a world where magic seemed to be the criterion for simple existence, no one wanted to know if she could go toe to toe With an Alpha and come out unscathed, no one wanted to know how witty and intuitive she was, they didn't give a damn about her, she was useless as far as even her own Guardians were concerned, instead everyone fawned over the pretty Evangeline, Evangeline's this and Evangeline that, always taking everything including her fucking birthright. She was Lord Callum's betrothed, it was her right to have been the one on that altar, not that he'd even care, as far he had a subservient first rag

And in that flame, they saw her. Aria, standing crowned, Kael beside her, their bond blazing for all to see. A new Alpha. Not of Crescent. Not of Rootborn. But of something new. A union reborn. --- Far away, across the Bleeding Steppes, the Echo stirred. The Faceless One looked toward the Heartspire. “So… she awakens the balance.” His voice curled like smoke. “Then we bring the firestorm.” Beside him, the Obsidian Wolf howled. And the final war began.