Novel & Cerita Lambda Chi Alpha Flags

There was gold trim all around the gown that would sparkle under the lights. For the Alpha ceremony black and gold are the ceremonial colors. If a male wolf was being moved to Alpha of the Pack, he would wear a black suit or tux, with a gold tie, gold handkerchief, and gold cufflinks. My father would be wearing this outfit as the outgoing Alpha. My mom would have a similar colored gown to my own but in her own style.

Then, the World Union flag was hoisted and had six circles in a hexagon, each representing a fraction of the world, Dragons, Werewolves, Witches, Vampires, Humans, and Minorities. Then the representatives hoisted their own flags in a perfect row for solidarity. All flags were hoisted a little lower than the Royal flag to show the sovereignty of the Alpha King and Queen and how everyone accepted them and their rule unanimously. Once the procession was over, everyone moved to the cemetery where war victims and heroes were buried. First, the Royals paid their respects, and then all the representatives.

They were embroidered with ‘young alpha’ in blue and green and ‘princess’ in white. Meanwhile, I ordered Nick to decorate all the lamp posts in the pack with three intertwined ribbons of green, blue, and white, symbolizing the birth of the heirs. In the same way, the packhouse was lit in tricolor, and a huge banner was hung at the entrance that said, ‘Welcome the Future of the River Bed Pack.’ Agatha decided on the colors, saying our children had revealed their preferences in her dreams.

“We have to be strong for them. You have to be strong for me.” I take her hand. It’s shaking. We’re both shaking, but this is our place now. We have to make the best of it. “I will,” I promise. “I’ll be strong for you.” Not long after, Brandon pulls me to his side again. “See,” he says. “You should be thankful for me for bringing Lily. I know what’s best for you. I’m your Alpha now.” I shake my head. I don’t like the way he has power over me. I don’t like the way that I can’t fight him.

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 ...

“We need to…oh, no….” I want to ask him what it is, but then I see him looking at something above me. I follow his line of sight, and my jaw drops too. Hanging around the arch of Silver Hills are flags with the insignia of a crescent moon and a dagger. The insignia of the Moonlight Grove Pack. The battle for dominance has started, and it seems Alpha Tristan has already gained his first territorial claim.

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.

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.