Lambda Chi Alpha Flags Novels & Stories

I limped my way to Rogue Camp, no one knows of the Camp as a group of rogues staying together is considered a threat a will be taken out by the wolf council, rogues are lawless and pack less wolves that left their Pack or got sent out by the Alpha due to crimes. So the reason why you'll see us working together is if we have the same goal or we're getting paid for what we're doing. In this case we're working for a Man whom I've never seen his face, but I don't care as long as he pays, The attack on imperial Pack was a fail as we couldn't find what he asked. And he'll be mad "Raven" I said in greeting when I entered his shed. "You're back Dion" he said, we call him Raven as that is his symbol

You would hardly call him a redhead if you didn’t notice his orange beard as he had a bald head. “The alpha of Triton Park,” he continued as he beat his huge chest to where his emblem was. Gold and shiny against the red military cloth he wore. The design was a three headed wolf roaring to the sky. “And this is my beta,” he pointed to a fellow dressed in the same military pattern as he.

The alpha’s son brought you in. The nurse suddenly looked nervous, “The head alpha is on his way, I have to tell him about the pack mark on your shoulder” My heart drops, how could I have forgotten about the crescent moon on the top right side of my shoulder, a symbol which identifies me as a pack member of blood moon pack. My cover has been blown. Before I forget, the nurse says, the head alpha's name is Ralph, his son’s name is Dameon and my name is Lucy. If you need anything, just press the button beside you, she says, walking out and offering me a smile. “Good luck” she whispers.

And then I stepped forward, just a little, into their vision, enough for William to notice the shimmer, the faint ripple of silver through the air. “You have a beautiful prize,” I murmured, voice low, carrying across the distance but never fully exposing myself. “A wolf of white flame, tied to a shadow that will never hold him forever.” William’s head tilted slightly. I could feel the challenge radiating from him, the possessive Alpha pressing against me even from yards away. His claim was strong, yes, but temporary. All claims are, in time.

Like she’d stopped fighting, let herself belong to us, even if just for one night. I should’ve stayed. Should’ve been there when she opened her eyes. But the Alpha called, and when he called, you didn’t ignore him. The clubhouse loomed at the edge of town, an old mill turned fortress. Our banners hung from the rafters - black leather, white wolf sigil, the name of our pack inked across it like a warning: Ironfangs.

Pinioned beneath the blade was a tattered scrap of faded blue cloth, embroidered with a silver crescent moon now stained brown with old blood. Liam went utterly still. The color drained from his face. “That’s…” Ryder breathed, uncharacteristically quiet. “The banner from the Alpha’s lodge,” Liam finished, his voice hollow. “The night Kael died. It was stolen.” This was no mere threat. It was a meticulously staged parable. A ghost speaking from the grave. “An eye for an eye, brother,” a voice rasped from the tree line.

“Scarlet, you don't understand. Among Kaiden’s brothers, Luther is the most notorious. Luther will rival any pack if he finds out you chose someone else other than him to become the Alpha King. Are you up to soloing as an Alpha wolf?” I was dumbstruck. Just when I escaped the frying pan, I danced into the open fire. “Must I choose Luther?” I muttered under my breath. “Yes.” Jasper nodded silently, awaiting my response. I looked into his eyes without a word and he understood my message. Isabella, who had been paying attention, slammed her fist into the plush red couch. “Jasper, we can't choose Luther as the Alpha King. He's literally a walking red flag. Scarlet might die!”

LEVI The Grand Hall of Lycaon Palace glittered with wealth, power, and enough political ambition to choke a wolf. Crystal chandeliers hung from the vaulted ceiling, casting golden light across polished marble floors. Nobles from all three realms filled the room in expensive gowns and tailored suits, their laughter blending with the soft music drifting from the orchestra balcony above. Tonight marked six months since my coronation as Alpha King. Six months since the Three Realms Alliance had officially recognized my authority.

Interesting. “It’s true. That was pretty awesome,” Rory replied, looking at me with a goofy grin. I narrowed my eyes at him as I took a sip of beer. What was he up to? “What about you, Soph? Do you think Rider will be a good alpha when he takes over the title in a few weeks?” Rory asked, his head tilted to the side as he waited for an answer. “Of course I do. He’s strong, smart, loyal, and caring, all characteristics of a good leader,” I blurted out and immediately covered my mouth with my hand.

Although, their flag was hidden very well, maybe that's why they left it unguarded or maybe the guy I saw is supposed to protect it, but he's hurt. He's a wolf, he won't be hurt for long. I reached for the flag and took it off the stone. I hadn't even taken one step when I was stopped dead in my tracks. "Just where do you think you're going with that?" That tropical citrus scent filled my nose again. I slowly turned around to see Alpha Damon staring at me with the flag in my hands, his brow slightly raised. He stood there, arms crossed over his chest, making his muscles bulge out, his hard torso and his toned chiseled abs even hotter up close. A sexy eight pack ...