Novel & Cerita Famous Alphas

Byron looked at me and didn't move. “Gabe, I knotted. Get the doctor here now.” Shit. He was the Alpha of all Alphas. The king if you will. We pledged ourselves to him, we remained Alphas, but he was stronger, faster, and bigger than all wolves. No pack can run with more than one Alpha without one being the Alpha of all Alphas. We were the only pack in a thousand years to produce triplet Alphas. Twins were extremely rare for Alphas, triplets were incomprehensible to most of our kind.

Our strength grew, our influence expanded, and our name became feared and respected throughout the werewolf world. I became the most respected Alpha in the entire werewolf coalition. Tales of my ascension spread far and wide. Wolves whispered in awe about how I had braved a volcano alone, overcoming my wolf's instincts to unlock my true Alpha potential. As I stood atop the highest peak of our expanded territory, overlooking the vast lands now under my control, I couldn't help but smile. The journey had been hard, filled with betrayal and pain, but I had emerged stronger. I had become the Alpha I was always meant to be. And this was just the beginning.

“Did it show?” “Nah,” I say, “They’re two of the most powerful Alphas, and they were just in the same fucking room together. If I weren’t so pissed off at the entire thing with Stefan, I would be shitting myself.” Kai, Ryker, Fenriz, Bastien and the Female Azura - these five Alphas rule the good old US of A, with Kai being the most powerful due to his God status. Cain chuckles. “Fuck, that’s true,” he says, then his smile drops when Kai approaches him.

If I would have been that you were going to find your mate at the graduation I never would have made a deal with him. Just exactly who is this Alpha in Italy? I ask him. His name is Alpha Valentino Marelli and he is one of the most fearsome and ruthless Alpha's there is. He even scares the living daylights out of me. Do you mean to tell me that some Alpha from Italy who we haven't heard of scares you? I said to my father. Yes, he does scare me, he kind of sounds like he's from the Italian Mafia too.

There was no response from me as I slowly looked through the window to notice the prisoners in my pack grab hefty bags of potatoes on their back to the store room. "I think you should count yourself lucky that I'm in a good mood," I said before patting his shoulders and walking out of the door. "Alpha, he has arrived!" A guard instantly told me and I understood exactly what he meant without asking further. Yes, Alpha Scott from the Moon star pack has been the most prominent Alpha in the whole world. He was known even before he was born into the world, he was known to be a good luck to his pack and any pack who he had allied with.

"Why would a powerful Alpha want a dirty, nameless Omega?" The man smiled faintly, a cold, dangerous glint in his eyes. "You are not a nameless Omega. And I know exactly who I am dealing with. I am Alpha Damian of the Black Star Pack." My breath hitched. Alpha Damian. He was legendary. He was known across the territories as the richest, most powerful, and most ruthless young Alpha alive. The Black Star Pack was an empire.

I wondered, and I quickly avoided him because he had not noticed me yet. “Finally!” I cried out as I took out a big book—possibly the biggest one I have ever seen on Alpha's. This book was the only one on the shelf that was dust-free and clean. Running my fingers on the cover page, luckily I noticed that there was a picture attached to each alpha’s name. The first alpha from the 16th century is alpha Henri Martin of the Blue Stone pack. He was the first alpha to be crowned the title of supreme alpha due to his numerous achievements. I continue flipping until I get to the 21st century where we currently are.

“Wow, the bitch really did succeed in earning a hundred thousand dollars." “She's not even pretty." “Isn't he supposed to pick between us?!" It was one of the frivolous side remarks around me. Something I couldn't blame them for. Alpha Seth was an alpha who was well-known in our world. His pack had a reputation for being large and powerful.

“He’s not wrong.” “You shouldn’t be the one punished for it,” Roy said. “He’s not the enemy, Dad,” she whispered. “I thought he might be at first, but…” She trailed off, then glanced up at her father. “He’s not.” Roy leaned back against the counter, sipping his drink. “No, he’s not. He’s a good Alpha. But he’s under pressure, and the pack’s on edge.” They drank in silence for a while. The quiet was filled with tension, but not the bad kind. More like the kind that came when truths hovered just below the surface.

Maya chimed in, purring as she stared at his bright green eyes. “Also handsome,” my demon, Sibyl, added in a playful tone. Great, she was out. I pinched the bridge of my nose, sighing loudly as Sybil cursed me for trapping her for a long time. “Are you okay?” Chris asked, and I nodded, shoving both Maya and Sibyl behind a mind wall. My gaze traveled to the redhead guy, and he cleared his throat, introducing himself, “I’m Stefan, alpha of the moonstone pack.”