Hidden Alpha Novels & Stories

His once cold eyes were bloodshot, and even the buttons on his shirt were mismatched. "Eloise," his voice was hoarse, his breathing ragged. "Dr. Vance." I slowly turned around. "This is a top-secret human research facility, Alpha Blackwood." I leaned against the lab bench, arms crossed. "I know the human world can't stop you, but you are trespassing." "I've searched for you for seven hundred and thirty days." He took a step forward. His powerful Alpha aura washed over me like a tide. But under the lab's proprietary shielding, that pressure was little more than a mild headache.

Kael continued, “And the blurred face, I had our tech team run enhancement filters.” My stomach twisted. “And?” He met my eyes. "The man in the video is you, Alpha.”

​The Hidden Pulse ​Leo squinted. In the center of the Alpha’s forehead, beneath the obsidian plating, a third light flickered. It wasn't white like his or golden like Maya’s. It was Violet. The color of the sky before the tearing. The color of a memory Leo had tried to delete ten chapters ago. ​"The third child..." Leo whispered, his heart hammering against his ribs. "The one we thought was lost in the 'White-Void' during the Great Render."

It was a **Wolf**. But it was wrong. Its fur was a sterile, bleached white, and its eyes weren't yellow or brown. They were the cold, flickering blue of a **Computer Screen**. It moved with a jittery, unnatural speed, its paws leaving trails of "Grey Static" in the dirt. "A 'Legacy-Bot'," Silas whispered, standing up and reaching for his blades. "The System is trying to 'Auto-Fill' the empty Alpha slot with a 'Default-Setting'."

I aimlessly scrolled my mouse until one headline caught all of my attention. "Why Has Harrison Not Announced His Luna Since Becoming Alpha? The Shocking Truth Revealed!" Almost involuntarily, I clicked on it. "As we all know, Harrison Morris has not only never publicly revealed his mate since coming of age but has also refrained from announcing a Luna during his tenure as Alpha of The Dark Night Pack. This movement breaks away from the long-standing traditions of the werewolf world. Many might wonder how a Pack without a Luna could sustain the Alpha's bloodline, especially in the fiercely competitive Pack dynamics of today."

Noticing, luna apologized, "sorry, I am told I have a great sense of destroying good talk and relationships. Forgive me, dear." "No problem." Alpha Ciandra's voice came out low. Alpha Alphonso returned his hand behind her back to guide her through the darkness, it was by instinct. From the shock of what the luna asked, Alpha Ciandra didn't react to the touch. The tunnel was completely dark, seemed like they didn't care since from the looks of things only the wolves used and they had night vision. They arrived at a door painted with deep red color, Alpha Ciandra sent a link to him, (let me ask.)

The operator hit the master key. The red text dissolved. The screen went black for one second. Then a white light began to bleed through the center of the glass.

She splashed the cold water against her flushed cheeks, letting the icy drops shock her system into stillness. She took a deep breath and looked down at her reflection in the rippling water. Her face was pale, her dark hair sticking in damp strands against her forehead. But as the water settled, she locked eyes with her own reflection—and froze. Deep within her irises, beneath her natural shade, a sudden spark ignited. For a fraction of a second, her pupils flared into a brilliant, luminescent royal gold. It was a radiant, undeniable light that burned with the absolute authority of a purebred Alpha line.

' Alpha asked 'No reason, just curiosity I guess' I answered and turned round leave. Then out of no where Alpha was standing infront of me, almost like he teleporting himself there. He closed the door, and turned to me. 'You feel it too don't you' Alpha asked 'Maybe, I'm not sure i replied

She had a black cloak over her overweight body and peeks of her white hair were visible from under the hood of the cloak. “Sit down,” she spoke, and I did. Xander took a seat beside me. He seemed a little bit uncomfortable. “Place your hand on the crystal,” she instructed me, and I did as I was told. She placed her wrinkled hands over mine and closed her eyes. For some unknown reason, my heart was beating fast. “I speak no direct words, so you’ll have to figure out on your own what I mean.” I slowly nodded and waited for her to tell me anything. “You may be beloved, but that’s not who you are thought to be. You are… much more. You’re a halo, a source of light that illuminates its surrounding