Lambda Chi Alpha Flags Novels & Stories

“Just promise me you’ll come back again.” Before I could answer, footsteps echoed through the hall. Mason, my Gamma, appeared, sweat slicking his neck. His wolf was close to the surface. I could see it in the way his eyes flashed gold. “Alpha,” he said, panting, “they’ve crossed the river. We counted at least six packs mixed in. Rogues, mercenaries… and they’re carrying a new flag.” My jaw tightened. “Show me.” Mason stepped forward, holding out a torn scrap of cloth. I took it and unfurled it. A crimson banner, painted with a moon split in half, blood dripping from its edge.

‎ ‎And my husband, the King of the Lycan Kingdom, Alpha of Demon's Pack is about to unleash it. ‎I stand on the balcony overlooking the courtyard. From here, I can see the chaos below. Soldiers gathering in ranks, blacksmiths hammering swords until sparks flew, horses being saddled with the royal crest. The war banners, dark red and gold, were being unfurled in the late evening wind. ‎ ‎The sigil of our house, a wolf wreathed in flame, snaps proudly in the cold air.

Another voice answered, “Good. Alpha Ryker trusts you. That makes this easier.” I moved closer, careful not to make a sound. Then I saw them - two cloaked men standing close to Calen. One of them pulled something from his coat. It was a small silver insignia. My breath caught. It was marked with a symbol I recognized instantly - a wolf’s head surrounded by black flames. The Lucius Pack’s mark. My heart started pounding so loud I thought they would hear it. “Lucius rewards loyalty with power,” the stranger said, handing Calen the insignia.

Beta Mason chirped from the other side of the door. A sweet voice answered. “Coming, Dad!” Diana erased all traces of malediction from her face as soon as she opened the door. THE FLAGSHIPS OF THE CRESCENT PACK, WHICH was a howling white wolf that formed a crescent half-moon, littered the tents that were set up for the Tribute Ceremony. While white tents were cramped together in front of the foggy forest, delta-ranked werewolves were posted everywhere while epsilon-ranked ones were stationed at the high towers as lookouts.

Therefore, Crown Prince Ruarc of the noble Icelands, can take his orders and shove them up his tight little hole because I would bow to no one. Alpha or Omega. “Crinka, I don’t want to hurt you, so drop the fucking knife and step the fucking back”, Ruarc yelled. Had I remained that Crinka, the one who was too quick to accept her fate, the demeaning fate bestowed upon her, I would have stepped back. But I am not that Crinka, thus, the Crown Prince would like to think again, before infusing alpha’s dominance in his tone, because this Crinka, would bow to no one.

Beta Henry said as he barged into the room, panting heavily. Alpha Lance waved his hands, ordering him to close the door as he entered. “Who is it?” He asked. Beta Henry swallowed hard. “I think it belongs to Zachary.” He informed, utterly taking Alpha Lance by surprise. “But Zachary is dead. I killed him with my own hands, so how can you tell me that the flag belongs to him and he was the one that imposed the attack?” “I believe that he didn’t die that night for he is the only one that uses black flags when he was still leaving in this pack and again, the scent laced on it belongs to him.”

I asked " hun the red moon pack will be arriving tomorrow and I've heard that most of their man are unmated so I'm just afraid that they would-" "No, Luna they are the most dangerous and ruthless wolves in the world but why did the alpha invite them" Carly sobbed "I'm afraid that we had no choice sweetie if we didn't invite them then we wouldn't be able to make an alliance with them, your alpha really needs alliances at this time because there's a lot of rogue attacks on other packs" "But mom their alpha is the most ruthless and short tempered alpha of all alphas" I said "and you and dad can't expect me to even look his way"

The surroundings are noisy. Music and loud cheers are everywhere. Today is the annual pack party of the Starlight Hallow Pack. The crowd yelled when their Alpha and his family comes out of the stage. Well build body, trimmed beard, and blue eyes are the face of the honorable rank number three werewolves ambassador, Alpha Lino Lumayag. His Luna with blonde hair and green mossy eyes is standing proudly on his right side. And their beautiful daughter, which is a carbon copy of her mother and with the same eyes as her father, waving shyly at everyone to his left side.

We all sat in a circle at the edge of the cliff and at the center there was a big tree that was for the Head and his mate who were Alpha Hunter and his Luna. The weather was cool and eerie. Each breath could be heard with the slight wind. The moon was at its brightest shining on us all in our wolf forms. All of us were seated upright as the silence dominated all around. Not too long we could see them enter in their wolf forms. Alpha Hunter was fair and had brown fur with slit eyes and sharp pointy fangs escaping his jaws. It's the first time to appear in front of us small pack Alphas who weren't under the Moon pack. His Luna was by his side. She was slim with light brown fur and her eyes wer

Raising my hand to scratch my shoulder, I cock my head and ask sarcastically, “You could have called. Why must you always show up like this? Uninvited.” “Well, because I am the Alpha. We don’t follow normal rules. We have our own we abide by, and it doesn’t involve humans’ niceties. If I need to fetch you, I will do it any time I want.” He states angrily as I watch his eyes start to glow again. Every time he becomes upset, his eyes do that, so I always know when I have gotten to him. “Alright, alright. Anyway, I need to get dressed. What is it exactly that couldn’t wait?” I ask absentmindedly as I shuffle around and try to find the pair of comfy jeans that I laid down a couple of days