Gacha Alphas Novels & Stories

GABE The man, an obvious Alpha; stood tall and proud looking around the bar flanked by his two men, I took note that one had a Beta aura, and the other was a guard. His eyes landed on me, and I lifted my glass and downed the liquid in one go, still holding eye contact. Two of my men stood up blocking the Alpha’s path to me. This was either going to be a shit show or the Alpha wanted something. By the look of desperation written all over his face, I was guessing the latter.

she shouted in front of me, looking with her disgusted eyes. I sighed and bowed my head to her. If I say something against her, she will beat the shit out of me too. I don't want to receive any scratch from them knowing how hard I live with their ruthless family. Mama Rosa, Papa Bran, and my step-sister, Sahara. We are all normal werewolves. I walked outside and started smilling at my fellow werewolves. I have friends despite of having cruel parents. I am a friendly loner-looking girl.

Beta cautioned. Gamma, a spirited and curious wolf, raised their head, their voice filled with determination. "But we have each other, our unwavering spirit, and the strength of our unity. Together, we can overcome any obstacle that comes our way," Gamma proclaimed. As they ventured deeper into the wilderness, the pack encountered towering mountains blocking their path. Alpha, their gaze fixed upon the daunting peaks, called upon the pack for their input. "These mountains pose a formidable challenge. How shall we overcome them?" Alpha asked, their voice carrying an air of curiosity.

"The Devourer consumes everything. Even the souls of the True Alphas who fell fighting it across the cosmos. It kept them. Enslaved them. Turned them into its immune system." Five massive, spectral wolves encircled the stasis field, baring fangs that dripped with ectoplasmic venom. “Look at him,” the largest of the Ghost Alphas sneered, pacing toward Jack. “A Beta. A weak, crippled thing masquerading as a king. You came all this way to reclaim your crown, boy? You aren’t worthy of the blood.” "I don't need a lecture from a dead dog who let himself become a cosmic tapeworm," Jack said coldly.

Her heart pounded violently in her chest. She swallowed hard, her eyes wide. "Then… who… who are you?" she asked in a whisper. The Alpha gave a crooked smile. "I am Alpha Gaunch. Kan. The second one. The one he tries to hide from you. Although they call me Alpha Gaunch, my real name is Gabriel Kan, second son of the Kan family." Maya drew back a few inches, shame burning her cheeks, her chest tightening with so many truths at once. How could he look so much like Kan… and yet not be him? And the bond be the same? The sensation… it even felt like she had kissed him before.

Calhoun's POV One day later… Game of Alphas is the yearly meeting for all Alphas to contend with each other and see who has a higher ranking in terms of power, influence, and wealth. It'd be low of me not to attend as I am Alpha of Alphas in the east. It was through this Game that I rose to power. I have been unbeatable in the past eleven years. Tables are being set for Alphas to compete at the first level, and the head council elder of each pack would meet with the rest to judge the results.

But after reminding myself that I had decided to call him Uncle Jake instead of just Jake, I bit my tongue to stop myself. His explanation made no sense at all, and I knew he was aware. " A Phantom Alpha is an existence that's feared, worshipped, even..." He explained, looking into the distance. " It is a presence that even the Alpha king has to bow down to." He added, a ghostly smile playing on his lips. " It is one of the biggest and grandest gifts the moon goddess can gift her children. " He went on, and my ears were fully perked, my attention squarely on him. Not wanting to miss, even the tinniest detail.

He was sending message to his only friend, Adom. The most delectable, earth-shattering scent worked its way through Ash foggy brain as she took deep breaths. The scent of apples and jasmine and a beautiful base note of roses all accented by the most perfect scent of Alpha he had ever had the pleasure of smelling invaded hid lungs. Alpha, the scent of Alpha. His Alpha! "MY ALPHA" she barked out as the realisation hit him like one of those new steam trains. She sat bolt upright as his eyes sprang open, which was a mistake, not the biggest one he had made today, admittedly, but bad enough. He slumped back onto the sofa as a wave of dizziness overtook him.

“Beta Garrick, can I speak to you.” “I am Alpha Garrick, you hear me?” He yelled. Alpha Alphonso growled lowly, “I am the only one who can yell at her. Remember you are in my pack. Shut up before I tear your pathetic mouth apart.” “Yes, Alpha.” Beta Garrick said, his nose flaring in anger at Alpha Ciandra. Alpha Alphonso said slowly, “fine, send ten. Leave.” Beta Garrick nodded and left. Alpha Ciandra started following him, to ask if he has gone crazy, but Alpha Alphonso grabbed her hand, “it is a done deal. Go clean.”

"Yes, and that's the fucking problem. It clearly says on the engraving that the owner is Alpha Lenox, the youngest of mad Alpha's triplets. Have you heard of them?" "I think I have heard something about the mad Alpha," I shrug. In school, we hear a lot about the different Alphas of all the shifters, but I've never paid attention to the ones who aren't cat shifters. I couldn't care less who they are or what they do.