Is Alpha Gal Contagious Novels & Stories

she admitted, as she turned and went back out to the waiting room, taking another child back. I looked to the doctor, “I think they should be contained to one area. If it is contagious, we do not want to spread the disease further than it already is,” I said softly to the doctor. She looked at me, before nodding her head, “Of course, Alpha. That is a good point,” she said, as she asked the nurses to bring the remaining children back.

"Well, that's a strange question for you to ask...but depending on the severity of the reaction it could cause a lot of problems with the girl's development especially in the area of fertility and the merging of the animal spirit with the human form..." Dean frowned. "Okay, so if it was just a light fever and a rash over her marking sight?" Dr Rainwood peered intensely at Dean. "That's awfully specific...I'm guessing this is not hypothetical...if that's the case and this has happened to some poor girl in the were-community it should be reported to their Alpha to sort out...these things aren't suppose to happen for the specific reason that it can be very dangerous for the girl's development."

A chill swept over me and as I turned around I ran into a man, the chill I was currently feeling radiated from him, I quickly turned around to apologize to the man I had bumped into; sweat ran down my back as I suddenly began to perspire under the cool night as I realized who I had disrupted. A member of the silver pack, the silver badge resting abreast the jacket was blinding but it couldn’t over shadow the aura oozing from the man in front of me. I moved away from him and my eyes caught the man behind him who was also from the silver pack but their badge looked entirely different. The man I bumped into was either their Alpha or Beta, regardless of who it was I didn’t want my powerless self

she continued, “what illness does Alpha actually have?” Gwyneth looked deeply into Eirene's eyes. “Alpha is suffering from Alpha Degeneration Syndrome.” Eirene frowned. “What kind of illness is that?” she asked. “I’ve never heard of it.” “It's a rare disease,” Gwyneth explained. “It only began to appear about thirty years ago, right after the war between the Syltharion and Lumerys packs broke out.” Confusion filled Eirene’s mind. She truly did not understand. “What does that have to do with Alpha?”

The silence after. I forced my eyes back to the page. Dr. Sloane Davis, the letterhead read. Not Mara. Never Mara, not on paper, not anywhere that mattered anymore. I breathed once, deliberately, and kept reading. Dr. Jackson had already pulled the assignment sheet toward her, scanning it with the brisk efficiency she brought to every unfamiliar case. "Alpha showing active symptoms," she reported. "Multiple additional infected within the same household. Rapid progression noted in the last seventy-two hours." She glanced up. "They're requesting you specifically. Not a Council physician. You."

He put those slides on the screen side by side now and circled the same cell. “Well, I still wasn’t alarmed; I figured a strain of the flu struck your pack in your youths and naturally you all have the antibodies in your blood. But then... I was forced to draw Alpha’s blood from almost a month ago when she fell into a coma...” The final slide was put on the projector now and we all looked at it shocked. Now the same cell was in her blood???

His strides were wide and fast as he jumped over the pile and then made his way through The Palace doors. It was then that Garth spotted Cora. "Cora." Cora turned. "Garth. Just arrived?" "Yes," Garth replied quickly. "How is Alpha? Is it that serious?" "Alpha has not been awake since last night. Scott examined him but couldn't give a definite answer as to what illness Alpha is suffering from." The worry Garth had felt during the whole trip boiled over now. "I need to see Alpha right away." Cora nodded and they both went to the top floor of The Palace. They hurried. The escalating worry made them move as fast as they could.

Would she come out stronger, or would we face even more challenges? Just when my worry felt unbearable, Alpha Galan entered the waiting room, carrying a flask and a small bag. He immediately noticed my tear-stained face and came over, his crimson eyes filled with concern. "Theia, what happened?" Alpha Galan asked, his voice gentle but filled with worry. I quickly wiped away my tears and explained, "They're performing an operation on Marshmallow. They asked me to wait here. The doctor said there's hope, but..." Alpha Galan placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder, his presence a source of comfort. "We'll have faith in the medical team," he said firmly. "Marshmallow is strong, and she's a fight

As they reached the end of the hallway, Lucas pushed open a set of double doors, revealing a dimly lit room. The room was sparsely furnished, with only a large wooden table and several chairs. At the centre of the table was a map of the forest, with several red markings indicating the pack's territory. Lucas motioned for Jessica to take a seat, and she reluctantly complied. She couldn't help but feel uneasy in the cramped room, surrounded by the intense energy of the alpha and his pack. "Jessica, I need you to understand the gravity of the situation," Lucas said, his voice low and urgent. "There have been reports of rogue werewolves attacking innocent humans in the nearby town. We need to ta

I had to get to Ella before it was too late. Before Margaret retaliated. The medics crowded around me, trying to hold me down to the bed, but I mustered the strength I had remaining and shoved them back. My wolf momentarily surged, although he felt weaker, less capable. “Alpha Alexander!” one of the medics exclaimed, stumbling back with surprise as I shot to my feet. “Sir, you’re ill—you really should be resting!” “I’m fine. I need to get back to the gala. Now.” The medics exchanged wary looks. “But we’ve been instructed not to let you do that,” one of them insisted. “You could be contagious, and we can’t put the other guests at risk.”