Federation Ranks Elite Dangerous Novels & Stories

I ask Eric after Ella leaves the room "Twenty-nine executives. One Gamma Chief. Five Deltas. Four Sentinels. Seven Elders. Two Assassins. Three Zetas. One Lead-hunter. One Peacemaker. Two Scouts. One Lead-tutor. One Lead Therapist and One Lead Healer. That's Twenty-one males and Eight females." "Hmmm..." I say, nodding my head. "I would like it if you could help me place each of their faces with their names and the rank they hold in the pack. Can you do that?" I ask as I pick up my phone from the table.

There were some real monsters in this school. Zen found out that not everyone had accurate rankings. The more famous individuals didn’t show their full potential in the starting game. It was a wise decision, and those individuals were the ones Sasha advised Zen to stay clear off. They were simply too dangerous to handle. “They’re usually within the top 20 for the benefits. Class A and Class B are very far from our reach, even for me. If you see them coming close, run away. Immediately. Understand?”

When he realized that Felix might not understand, he added, "In Star Alliance, the Leader is the highest rank. After that, we have the deputy leaders, then the elders. Below the elders are the chiefs. "You know, the Star Alliance is the most powerful force in the universe. Being a chief is already incredible." A chief? Despite the higher titles, it did indeed sound quite good. Julius patted Felix on the shoulder and teased, "Why? Do you want us to contact Yusri for you?" Felix waved his hand. "I'm just curious about how he is now. After all, we're both from Earth. I don't mean anything else by it. People have to rely on themselves. Otherwise, why would I participate in the Rank-Ascending Com

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

Suddenly Elm turn his attention to me, “For your information, Beta is the second rank after the Alpha, and the lowest rank there is the omega, Enforcer and a No-rank.” I squinted my eyes and said my thank you. “I mean, that’s very generous of you, Elm.” “Well, you’re welcome.” Said Elm, and I saw him low fiving Aaron. Just like a high five, but subtle. “No joking around, guys. Remember to take some rest after we have to arrive at the hotel.” Zephyr reminded us, but his eyes never wave away from his laptop.

they asked, Do you desire me even as the world watches? She nodded faintly, heart hammering. Yes. I do. The council began its formalities, but the discussion was more subtle, layered with threats, promises, and shifting alliances. Aella listened intently, absorbing names, histories, grudges, and ambitions. Rival packs were maneuvering in secret, testing the boundaries of the Dominion, seeking weaknesses. One faction—the Red Fang—was rumored to have allied with corrupted Ferals, using forbidden magic to destabilize Thalen’s control. Another, the Iron Claw, had spies embedded within smaller packs, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

“I’m glad to hear you aren’t out there alone. Do you trust him?” “I don’t know him that well, but I think I trust him. He started 25th, just ahead of Andrew, and he’s now right behind me. I don’t know yet what happened at the EBEE in Spain, he came here to talk about it, but I think that like Andrew and I, he got betrayed.” “Can’t argue with your reasoning. It seems to me that those who don’t move drastically in ranking are those we should be worried about..” “It looks that way. Some of those on the death list, I only know by name. From what I heard, yes, they’re dangerous, but I don’t think they would be a threat against humans. I'm not sure though.”

“You’re underestimating me. Do you even know who I am?” Beside me, Zoe muttered under her breath, but I caught it. “Who is he?” Levi answered, his voice low. “Elijah is in the mafia.” Zoe blinked. “Oh… him? He doesn’t really look like it.” Levi shook his head. “Don’t be delusional. They’re all dangerous. Asher is the worst, he can kill with anything within reach. Mateo, he’s not here, but he’s an expert with guns. And then there’s Elijah, a hacker who can break into anything in the world.”

“You need to stay away from him, Zoe. He may seem like a nice guy, a real charmer, but he is dangerous. Far more dangerous than you could even imagine.” The dryness of her mouth suddenly felt obvious, her head spinning slightly as she realized the attraction she had felt had dissolved any notion of danger. It was only in the presence of Elford’s unyielding frown did she realize how foolish she’d been. He was a criminal, allowed access to an elite club for only the worst people in society, and she’d been alone with him for close to an hour. It was idiotic. Elford kindly pet her shoulder, breaking her out of her self-admonishment. “Go home, get some sleep and be careful, okay?”

The days go by torturously slowly, each one longer than the previous. A lump formed and lodged itself in my throat, relentless in suffocating me. The tension between my parents and me is unbreakable, a barrier that I can't climb across. Ryan called soon enough, and as predicted, the alphas commanded the Elite to partake in the security of the system whenever there was a pack meeting. Still, considering how much they could have ordered, this seems reasonable, though risky. Since more people will know about the date, it increases the chances of one of them being caught or worse: someone could betray our kind and lend the information to the hybrids.