Lancer Alter Novels & Stories

Gerard announced and Ria came closer to where he was. "Really?, let me take a look at it"Ria said and collected the book from him gently. "The so called Alpha Ramon is said to change character every Three hundred years"Gerard said. "Three hundred years?, that's three century"Ria said with doubt. "Or those he has something or someone controlling his spirit?"Gerard asked. "I don't think so, there can't be someone controlling his spirit except the Alpha God"Ria replied. "Alpha God?,who is the Alpha God?"Gerard asked.

Their helmets were opaque, reflecting the violet destruction of the hall, and their weapons were Neural-Lances, built to bypass physical armor and attack the brain of a shifter from within. "Subject 0-Alpha identified," the lead Centurion’s vocoder announced. "Subject 0-Healer is critically depleted. Primary objective: Extraction. Secondary objective: Eliminate all witnesses." "There are no witnesses here," Kael said, stepping in front of Elara. He didn't shift into a wolf. He didn’t need to. "Only executioners." The Centurions opened fire. Three Neural-Lances zipped through the air, their blue arcs screaming as they aimed for Kael’s nervous system.

In the calm aftermath of the party, Marcus and Leona sought a moment with Gideon and Tanner. With a blend of seriousness and hesitation, Marcus initiated a conversation that Tanner had sensed might be on the horizon. "I know I agreed to be your Beta, Tanner," Marcus began, "But it seems plans have changed. Leona's been offered the Beta position in her pack. And with Gideon," he glanced at Gideon with a wry smile, "appearing to be immortal, it's unlikely you'll be stepping into the Alpha role anytime soon... no offense."

The area was deserted, the wind howling through the night and whipping my hair, sending chills down my spine. I scanned the altar. It was the sacred site for the Alpha Succession Ceremony, etched with dark runes that radiated a sinister aura. "You've lost your mind!" I struggled, but the chains suppressed not just my body—they sapped my strength as well. "Mind? No, I've never been this lucid," Liam said, raising a sacrificial dagger that pulsed with malevolent energy. Ancient runes were carved along its blade. "This is the legendary artifact, capable of forcibly stealing another's power. With your purest Luna blood, I will gain the strength to dominate the entire pack."

I parried, the impact jolting up my arm. “Don’t get distracted,” he said, forcing me back with another swing. I growled and pushed forward, meeting his strikes with mine. “I’m not distracted. I’m furious.” “Then you’re sloppy,” he countered, ducking low. I caught his blade mid-swing and shoved him back hard. “You forget who you’re talking to, Alexandros. I’m a lycan. I could kill you.” He straightened, sweat running down his temple. “Skill,” he said, raising his sword again, “is more powerful than strength.”

I couldn’t shift because I was stuck. Alpha Leonardo didn’t protest. He shifted into his human form, standing bare before everyone. The blood of the men he has killed dripped through his body. Raising his hands in surrender, “Now, let go of her, Vogar.” His eyes narrowed. Even in his human form, he still looked like a predator. “Funny how you trust me, Brother.” Vogar squeezed my neck hard. “She is not worthy of a man like you. She has to….” His body suddenly vibrated behind me as he groaned in pain.