Lambda Chi Alpha Jerseys Novels & Stories

Around their necks hung twin pendants bearing the Alpha's crest, proof that they were true sons of the pack. Their hair was slicked back and held in place by narrow leather bands etched with protective symbols. Crystals were woven subtly into their tunic sashes, catching the morning light. They looked like young warriors, proud and ready to protect the growing pack. Each of them held a piece of the family’s legacy: Keira with her quiet grace, Kelsey with his bold stance, and Kelvin with his unshakable loyalty. Jared, dressed in his Alpha ceremonial cloak, black as night and trimmed in red fur, stood proudly with his Beta, Gamma, and the Elders by his side.

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.

“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.

Dallas’ p.o.v. “Did you see the dress code for the Ceremony?” Jesper asks, while turning it towards Joshua. “No, I didn’t. I don’t need to know, because I will be wearing my uniform.” I reply as I sit down behind my desk. Usually the dress code for an Alpha and/or Luna Ceremony is similar, you show up in the colors of your Pack. In some cases they just ask you to wear something with your Pack’s emblem on it, for men that usually means a tie with the emblem on it and most women wear a brooch or scarf with the emblem on it.

Chris I stepped back from the mirror, straightening the starched collar of my crisp white dress shirt. The ceremonial attire of the Alpha of Moonstone pack always felt a bit stifling compared to the casual human clothing I had become accustomed to wearing in recent years. “Dammit…” With a frown, I tugged at the embroidered gold and sky blue sash draped across my chest, willing the thick fabric to lay properly. The sash was an old Moonstone tradition, the fabric supposedly imbued with magical properties dating back centuries. I didn’t know how true that was—it just seemed like regular old fabric to me.

It was three in the evening, we were supposed to leave for the Alpha and Luna ceremonies for the Deepridge pack almost an hour ago. "Get dressed, wash up because you smell like a whores vagina after she was working all night and cheap alcohol." Xander said aggressively laying a suit with the packs symbol on it. He laid out one of my black button shirts out with it and matching socks along with a royal blue tie and black dress shoes.

I’m wearing a dark navy shirt and black jeans. Some Alpha’s, like Alpha Austin from Greenway, don't do anything unless they’ve got a kilo of gold around their neck to make sure everyone knows who they are. It’s not like that here. It’s too fucking hot for a start, plus your pack should know who you are, not your ego.

Lana greeted, unsure what to call him. “It is Gamma Elijah,” he corrected. “Good Morning, Gamma Elijah.” Something was unifying, Lana noticed. All the leaders wore an armband over their black attire. Kaylee's was green with a snake drawn over it, while Elijah's was red with a dragon and gun drawn over it. Turning to look more deeply, the elders had theirs too, Katida, Viktor, and some other guys. She couldn't make out their symbols since they were far, but the different colors shone brightly.

We had to talk even if it meant me forcing him to talk. I got up and dressed up in Jake's large white plain t-shirt and my green shorts. I didn't even bother looking for my bra which was somewhere in his room shredded to bits. I breathed in deep and followed his scent to his study-I was getting pretty good with my werewolf senses. I didn't bother knocking his door, I just walked in and found him sitting behind his desk reading something on his laptop screen. I noticed he had also changed into some grey sweatpants and a black Johnny Cash t-shirt. "Budging into your Alpha's office is a punishable offence," he said plainly.