Lambda Chi Alpha Flags Novels & Stories

Every major international organization possessed a flag or a banner of its own. As the most powerful organization currently, it was only natural for Regal Palace to have one as well. Although, they had four different flag designs, each with different meanings. Each one was differentiated by the claws of the golden dragon on the flip side of the flag. The flags would either have a nine-clawed, eight-clawed, seven-clawed, or five-clawed dragon embroidered on it. All four versions of the flag symbolized Regal Palace, with the varying dragon designs signifying the rank of the flag-holder.

"Take a deep breath, you can do this I'm with you the whole time. The pack will support you." I nod to him and we walk out together. The whole pack was now squeezed into this huge room. Alpha Ash was sitting on the highest chair of course as he was the Alpha and he would be the one to make the final decision on what would happen to them three. I still wasn't sure what I wantes to happen to Lisa. Alpha Ash stood up and calmly said "Everyone quiet." The whole room was instantly silent.

His scent is instilled in every crook of the condo, Adom can sense it as easy as dew forms before dawn. Alexander is an alpha. That's evident. Adom needs to decide how high up on his list of problems that certain aspect is. When he thinks about the way Alexander yielded to him last night without an ounce of fear his heart thumps. He's not sure he could ever do that in front of another alpha, let alone one he met in a bar. Alexander had laid himself bare right there in that alley and Adom had not thought twice about following him back to his house then. So why is the fact that Alexander is an alpha such a hindrance to Adom now, he thinks. Or is that not the problem at all? Adom furrows his br

“Did you like the way he looked?” “No,” I shook my head, holding his gaze. Xerxes looked keenly at my face. Alex looked scary in a way that was handsome and terrifying, but the man in front of me was more deadly. And the only man I wanted. “Not even a little bit. I was just startled to see an Alpha in the party that was supposed to be for our people only.” “I’m Alpha of Alphas, little one. Every wolf out there answers me. Even the scary Alpha that managed to get your attention.” His gaze narrowed as he gently grasped my chin.

"I don't believe so. I'm not sure because you haven't found your mate yet." “Didnt you know I'm Caleigh Sanders? I am Alpha Chaste's mate!” she shouted angrily dashing into my side. She raised her right hand to punch me but I sidetracked causing her hand to pass me and her body was brought with her. "Oopss", I teased her. She gritted her teeth and face her back at me. I heard her murmur strange words making me worry a bit. "She's a witch." those words… she's a witch, I realized to myself. I have to be cautious around this girl.

His wolf was clawing at him, growling at his lack of action, at not claiming what was theirs. “My name is Tasha. And yes, I do feel that same pull. Yes, the urges are a pain in the ass. And that’s exactly why you’re here—for the wrong reasons. Not because you truly want me, but because your wolf’s pushing you too hard and the urges are bugging you too much. Well that’s not good enough for me.” “I stepped down from Alpha.” She was so startled she couldn’t speak for a few seconds. “What?” “My old Beta is now Alpha.”

I also got a better view of his Wolf Mark, as I hadn’t seen much of it under the collar of his shirt last night. It was of a howling wolf head with a paw print wrapped around it. His Mark was black, as most Alpha wolves had. There was a color rank to a mark, with black at the top of the list. The next was red, followed by blue, green, orange, and yellow.

I collided with the person in front of me, almost falling, but he caught me, and a familiar face stared back at me. “Alexander.” Ever since the incident at the alpha’s dinner, I have seen him again, and he looks different with a new hairstyle. “Never knew that brown hair suits you well.” “Loving to see you again, war luna,” he smiled at me. “Something is—” Another scream sounded, followed by a body being pushed forward in front of me, landing at my feet, blood pooling everywhere, and a black-masked man standing over the body holding a flag with the word "Legora."

“You heard that, right?” “Step aside,” Darrell warned. “No.” He took a step closer to Alex. "I said move out of my way." "Not a chance." Alex's voice was calm but firm, his eyes never leaving Darrell's face. Darrell, who was already burning with rage let out a soft growl as his left finger casually roamed over the signet ring on his right hand, and my stomach dropped at the sight of it. That’s the signet that all Supreme Alphas wore as a symbol of their authority. It wasn't just jewelry—it’s imbued with power that could force obedience from lower-ranking wolves or even an Alpha.

“You’ll regret humiliating me. Everyone will celebrate me as your Luna tonight, Cassius. Whether you like it or not.” “You can wear a crown or bathe in gold. Drape yourself in titles. It doesn’t make you what I want.” My voice was ice, and I was already walking away. I didn’t look back. ************** That night, I dressed in the traditional Alpha regalia. Champagne-colored fabric with silver embroidery traced across the collar and cuffs. A belt of dark leather sat snug around my waist, accented with a golden wolf insignia. It was regal. Commanding. Made to intimidate.