Is Alpha Gal Contagious Novels & Stories

Within a second my instincts took over, and I slammed the door wide open and stood while watching maids and healers rush to the Alpha's apartments. “What’s happening?” I said inadvertently. Not one stayed back to answer me. So I decided to check out the cause of the scream and commotion, by following the rushing maids and healers. The hallway leading to the Alpha’s quarters was filled with guards, and even before I could reach the entrance, two guards stepped forward, barring my way. “I must know what is happening.” 'The Alphas are falling ill, Miss Lila,' one of them said slowly. "No one is allowed inside unless summoned by the Alpha."

Author's POV "It's not contagious, Alpha." The doctor's words tumbled out the instant Vance stepped back, horror flooding his eyes at the sight before him. Leah lay sprawled on the floor, angry red spots blooming across her skin. Vance's gaze snapped to Jerry, then back to Leah's still form. "How did this happen?" He was already moving, crossing the room in three strides. "Is she okay?" “She will be fine,” the doctor quickly assured him as he checked Leah’s pulse. “I think apart from mango juice, she is allergic to orange juice too.”

Fit like a puzzle piece. I walked into my office the next morning and Dave was already there. “You are here early.” “I wanted to talk to you before Carter. I took a sit and turned on my computer. “What about?” I asked Dave. “I spoke to Dylan. The new Alpha that left the mystic moon.” Dave asked. “Yes, I remember him. Young one.” I remembered Dylan. He had held his own the other night with Carter in the woods. “He said people were getting sick. Really sick, it had been creeping around the park slowly before he left. No one knows why or how to treat it.”

I shake my head no at her statement. I took a deep breath, lifted my head and started. “I am on birth control, so we didn’t use condoms. Yes, I know that was irresponsible. I didn’t know that an Alpha’s venom could counteract it. As you said, they aren’t mate marks, but I was told that I should have them looked at to make sure that the skin wasn’t broken.” Dr. Mason got up and moved around the desk. “I’ll need you to remove your shirt, so I can take a closer look. I’ll grab a gown...”

A risk she had already taken. “Fine. Please inform the Alpha that in order to remain infection free she is to take two of these three times a day preferably half an hour before food. Though it’s not the end of the world should they be taken with or after.” The guard just silently nodded before pocketing the box of pills, his eyes not once gazing my way. Gripping my wrist, he pulled me from the bed and out of the door without letting me change into something other than a hospital gown.

Alpha Vincent said. Brenda looked away. "You can eat." Laura said and they all picked up their spoon. Alpha Vincent smiled at her and he took a bite, he continue eating, his eyes started turning red slowly. Adam took a bite but remain quiet. Brenda also took a bite but spit it out. "What the heck is this? This is so bad!" Brenda spat. Adam only nodded. "Were you planning to kill Alpha Vincent? He is allergic to pepper, how should you know when you don't know anything and you can't do anything right." Brenda spat.

Rider instructed a group of warriors standing by, waiting for orders. “Yes, Alpha,” they replied in unison before breaking off to do as they were told. “They don’t smell like rogues. Maybe they belonged to one of the neighboring packs. We can ask the alphas tomorrow if anyone recognizes them,” Rider stated. “Yeah, good point. Two of these guys look far too young to be rogues. Maybe they were taken?” Rory suggested. “I don’t know, but I want you two to get checked out at the hospital. Who knows if they’re contagious,” he ordered.

Although no deaths are yet to be recorded just symptoms. Some insist it might be a sigh from the moon goddess, and we should go the ancient way of preventing more people from getting affected and hiding away, while some others insist we go deep into cure and prevention.. and some don’t even have suggestions at all. But in my opinion, it’s too risky to wait it out if it can be cured. “Don’t you dare…” Alpha Fedrick was about to lose it. “That is enough Alphas.” I resorted. Sometimes it seems like I’m dealing with a bunch of kids. With twelve Alphas at a table we barely come to an agreement.

"You purified the land, remember? I ate breakfast. Drank water. Then boom. My gut's twisted. Am I going to die?!" Mia pointed dramatically. "She doesn't have a license. Now someone's sick. Do you understand the consequences?!" "But... now that I think about it, that doesn't make very much sense. I was with her that day," the other granny from that day suddenly spoke up. "The magic touched both of us. Why don't I have these symptoms? Why doesn't the Alpha have them?" Mia flinched. "W-what does that mean? Just because he's fine today doesn't mean he'll be fine tomorrow. You all should be very careful around this girl! This woman's symptoms just appeared first."

Not right now. Inside, someone brought a cot, and I laid him down gently. He looked smaller there. Fragile. “Step away from him,” Alpha Matthias ordered, tone clipped. “Until we’re sure this isn’t contagious.” I turned to him slowly. “What?” “It could be a blood-borne curse. Or a sickness. Until the witch checks him, no one goes near.” “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I stepped forward. “He’s my son—” “And that means nothing if you bring down the entire pack with whatever’s killing him!” he snapped. “Until we know, I won’t risk it.”