Lambda Chi Alpha Flags Novels & Stories

Tracing it with his finger, he considered it again. In the shape of a military shield with a background of deep, midnight blue with a full silver moon partially veiled by a stylized American flag. In the center stood a formidable werewolf in a vigilant pose, its fur a combination of military green and silver, golden eyes glowed with determination. The werewolf held an M16 across his chest, teeth bared. Across the top in Marine red was a banner in bold gold letters with the pack motto. Semper Fidelis Lupus – Always Faithful Wolf. On either side of the shield, there were olive branches and arrows, paw prints linking the two. At the very bottom was the golden Eagle Globe and Anchor of the Unite

It emphasized its long and scattering roots and wide trunk that reminded Cent of the Ygdrasil. Nature. It’s the pompous nature-dwellers aka the Ambivalent beings and their twitching ears that need some piercing. The last one and the dreariest was the one that belonged to the Malevolent beings. Its color was black with embroidery made of red threads. The pattern was a combination of thorns and flames that it formed a big image of a screaming human that was scratching its neck from anguish. Yep, totally the flag for the dark dwellers. Cent nodded her head as she observed the three flags that reminded her that the Tri-world Tournament was only weeks away. Her eyes shifted onto the flock of stud

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.

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.

"Go! Run, Claire, Run!!" My legs had always been shorter than the rest as they had described them as. I couldn't run as fast as the betas and never would I be able to run as fast as the alphas. But as I saw a familiar insignia printed on that carriage a few distance away from where I stood with Lena and Sky, all blood drained out of my face and my legs immediately moved on their own. It was a symbol of the Larwoods Family. A red flower and a moon, drawn together and became widely known as one of the strongest packs in the world. It made others look away or bow down as respect upon knowing.

she said. Chadrick immediately looked at the alpha that Lany was referring to and he just smiled when he recognized who it was. "Ah, are you referring to him? The one in a black shirt and also with a black cap?" Chadrick asked in confirmation. "Y-Yeah, he is," Lany replied immediately. There's no other alpha there who's wearing a black shirt and black cap, so she was sure that Chadrick also got who's the alpha she was referring to.

“Alpha Niall took me in as his own. Raised me alongside Alpha Nate. Why do you think he wasn’t bothered by me being late?” “I don’t understand.” “He is an Alpha. If anyone else is late, he gets mad.” “Because he is an Alpha? Isn’t that something to do with American universities? The whole Greek thing for frat houses?” “Has he not told you?” We walk past a group of large guys. They start whistling at us. “Who’s the pretty girl, Lola?” “Guys, back off. Not today.” “Come on, tell us your name, little wolf?” A blonde guy smiles at me.

My fingertip unconsciously rests on the pendant on my neck, on top of the Shadow insignia. On the opposite side, the first Challenger shows himself. My eyes take in the silhouette of a wolf, his fur the color of stained rust. His eyes are almost dripping with bloodlust as he looks at the Alpha. His fangs bare, as he lets loose a terrible howl that splits the wintry air. He lunges.

Its surface bore several black, wedge-shaped characters that appeared to have been haphazardly drawn but concealed some secrets. "Fetch the candle," I said with a tight frown as I continued to examine the parchment scroll carefully. "Alpha, what's wrong with this?" Bard was a bit puzzled, but he obediently picked up the burning candlestick and carefully approached. Without answering, I directly placed the parchment scroll on top of the candlestick, causing the black characters on the parchment to quickly blacken. "Alpha!" Braum shouted nervously. Just as everyone froze, the black on the characters slowly faded, ultimately solidifying into a hot gold logo. A wolf's head with a small crown ato

Murmurs quickly fell across the room as the Alpha's spoke to each other in confusion. "Why would the inner circle want your mate?" The question came from Alpha Claud of the River Stone pack. Alpha Claud's pack was smaller than most, but it lay within North Dakota's plains and shared a truce with my pack's family for generations. Alpha Claud was younger than the rest of us, and he always seemed to question everything that happened around him. The alliance, however, allowed his naïve mind to be voiced.