Lambda Chi Alpha Flags Novels & Stories

No matter what storms lie ahead, whatever burdens fate places on us, we’ll bear them side by side. *** That morning, the hall feels colder than usual as I walk beside Xelina, arm in arm, our heads held high. The three Alphas are already seated when we arrive, cloaked in the colors of their territories: Virechant blue, Lunemar red, Ombrelac black.

"Is it really that hard for you to just sign your name?" Adrian Westwood asked, glancing at his watch, his voice laced with impatience. I kept my eyes down, letting my thoughts drift as I stared down at the Luna registration form from Arlanta. In the southern packs, every Luna had to sign the registration form and send it to the Alpha King. It was both a tradition and an honor. In my previous life, I'd signed my name so excitedly, then jumped up to hug Adrian, unable to hide my joy.

My wolf moved ahead more uneasy. He stated, "That is not something you can do." “And you aren’t able to pull folks out of parties as if they belong to you " I retorted. "Oh hold on. You’re the Alpha. Perhaps you have that power.” His jaw tightened. I should have been afraid. Or embarrassed. Or something normal. Instead I remained still breathing rapidly overwhelmed by emotions questioning why the fire at the party seemed chilly in contrast, to the warmth radiating from him now. The instant lingered. Dense. Electric. A stillness that seemed like quiet and more, like the breath taken before everything shifted.

"I admit I was wrong in the past. I'll make it up to her slowly. But what does that make Jasper, taking advantage of her grief?" At that moment, the ceremony reached the exchange of the mating mark. The High Priest held up a moonstone and asked me, the future Luna, if I was willing to accept the Alpha's mark. Kade could no longer contain his raging wolf. He shook off Chloe's hand and lunged for the altar. But he was intercepted by enforcers who were already on alert. He struggled but couldn't break free. All he could do was scream at the top of his lungs, "Anya, don't let him mark you!"

My nerves are crumbling here at Alice. “Lunas won’t put their entire pack at risk, I continue furiously. “Lunas don’t cry when they don’t get their way. Lunas support their Alphas. They do their duties, and they don’t just cry to Alpha. Do you understand?” Alice’s lip trembles as she gazes up at me. Without warning, a wave of fury sweeps over me, and Hunter springs to the surface, my claws shooting forth, my canines flashing pointy and white while Alice shakes beneath me.

Black, gold, and silver were the colors of the flag in our kingdom. “Those alphas are wise. They chose gold which symbolized her majesty’s loyalty to the kingdom,” I heard Minister Kiel say from another table. I grabbed the wine glass and emptied it right away. All the eyes of the alphas were currently on me, they were watching my every move, eager to please me. Later at the dance floor, I’m sure they would say things they didn’t mean, things a woman would want to hear from a man just to score points.

"Alpha Lucien," I ignored them and fixed my gaze on the omega sitting on the torture chair. Her claws were digging into the armrest. Tears mixes on her sweat and her chest was branded with a traitor’s rune — a jagged, glowing red mark etched into her skin. It was a combination of fang-like spikes, claw shapes, and barbed chains that symbolize betrayal. “D-Don’t k-kill m-me,” she weakly pleaded but I don’t feel any pity towards her.

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

Gone was the dark purple and blue lighting, replaced with warm yellows and pinks. Banners promoting the fight were hung all over the club, just to the side of the entrance into the main floor, was the weigh in area. Gone was the smell of cheap perfume and alcohol replaced with the scent of vanilla mixed with spice. On the main stage was a cage decorated with some sort of sheer material. Inside was a small chaise lounge. Seeing that cemented the fact that we’d have no way to get to Tel’annas tonight. She would be on display for all to see.

It’s already being decorated for the summit. The lavish tapestries are being hung in the halls. Our clan emblem is a white dahlia with silhouetted lions running along a pedal on a purple banner. A full moon with three silver crescent moons surrounding it on a black flag stands for the Wolf’s Clan. A snake coiled across itself twice like an infinity-only vertical on a green banner for the Reptiles. The Fliers emblem, a feathered wing fanned out on a blue flag, acting as the sky. Finally, The Nomad’s a red banner with a sailing ship surrounded by all the points of a compass. Safe for true north, signifying they belong not to one but all.