League Of Alpha's：trilogy Mga Nobela at Kwento

I looked up from my sweeping to see people rushing past me toward their homes, their faces pale with terror. "They're coming!" someone shouted. "The Alphas are coming!" My blood turned to ice. The Alpha Triplets. Everyone in the Northern Border territories knew about them - the three most powerful wolves in the entire region. They ruled with iron fists and showed no mercy to anyone who crossed them. "Liora!" Aunt Meredith's shrill voice cut through the morning air. She was standing in our doorway, her face twisted with fury. "Get away from the main street! You are NOT to be seen when they arrive, do you understand me?"

She saw a few kids playing under supervision, their laughter echoing faintly. And then, as they moved toward another hallway, she finally asked the question that had been sitting in her mind. “Can I ask something?” Ray looked back at her with a small nod. “Of course.” “What… what exactly is an Alpha? And Beta, Gamma... and Luna?” They both shared a look, one that said finally. Like they’d been waiting for her to ask. Oliver took the lead with the explanation. “The Alpha is the leader of the pack,” he said. “He’s the strongest. He makes the final decisions, leads us, protects us, and ensures order in the territory. That’s Levi.”

There were many Alphas and Betas who were there hoping that Alpha Richard was their mate or to form an alliance with the new Alpha. Guardian Leana, Alpha Liam and Luna Angel’s oldest daughter, walked in on several outside pack members ganging up on me before Alpha Richard’s ceremony. The result was a blast of her power and the dissolution of several alliance bonds. Not that it matters to our packs if the alliance is dissolved. Our three packs are the strongest in the country, probably the world. But I heard that some of the smaller packs who thought they could get by without the support of our packs have since dissolved.

“You three are acting crazy. We don’t know if we’re mates. This pack and leading it is your legacy. I’m just some type of something. You three are the Alpha Triplets of the Far-Side Moon Pack. I’m just good old Detective Alsie, who doesn’t quite fit in here and who doesn’t quite fit in with the humans either. As wonderful as it sounds, I won’t let any of you give up your legacy or do anything that will hurt the pack.” “Alsie?” “Yes, Alpha.” “You four are mates. 100%, without a doubt, mates. Born to be together, tied together until death.”

"It means Tricia is not your Luna… …she is the Alpha."

“Freya.” “Which pack?” I hesitated for a second before answering. “NorthRidge.” Murmurs spread quietly across the room. The Alpha leaned back slightly in his chair. “What is a NorthRidge wolf doing alone in the middle of nowhere?” His tone was not soft, but it was not cruel either. I swallowed slowly. “I left.” One warrior frowned immediately. “You left your pack?” Another looked suspicious. “That never ends well.” The Alpha lifted his hand slightly, silencing them.

For the first time, I saw a vulnerability in Antonio, a raw honesty that stripped away the layers of Alpha authority and revealed the man beneath. "Antonio," I whispered, my voice catching in my throat. He squeezed my hand, his gaze unwavering. "I won't betray you, Luna. I promise. Not now, not ever till I die." His words were straightforward, a promise whispered in the hush of the night, but they carried a weight that resonated deep within me. At that point, surrounded by the soft glow of the moon, I felt a connection with Antonio that went beyond the usual Alpha-Luna bond. It was a promise, a pledge of loyalty, a bond forged in the face of doubt and uncertainty.

He felt the weight of the pack's hidden legacy and wrestled with its implications. Alpha Lyra - The Seeker of Truth - Alpha Lyra was determined to uncover the Repository's secrets, disregarding the warnings of her predecessors. She began to discreetly investigate the buried library and encouraged members of the pack to question the status quo. Alpha Theron - The Unyielding Guardian - Alpha Theron vehemently defended the legacy of secrecy, viewing any exploration of the lost Repository as a threat to the pack's unity. He maintained the cover-up, growing increasingly authoritarian in his rule.

Arriving at the office, I knock and wait. "Enter," one of the Alphas calls out. Stepping inside, my eyes immediately land on Doc, seated next to Katia on the couch. I acknowledge him and the others before taking a seat across from them. Behind their respective mates stand Alpha Nathan and the other two Alphas, never straying far from their Lunas. The strength of their bonds is undeniable—more than just mate bonds, these three couples share a deep friendship, unlike anything I have witnessed in my three hundred years. The unity of their packs into one singular force is a rare, almost unheard-of phenomenon, but it works. They rule together, a triad of strength, love, and loyalty.

The endgame. Alpha Roran’s voice echoed like thunder: “The next trial will test not your mind or might… but your bond.” “In three days’ time, each Alpha will mark their chosen.” “One will ascend. One will die. And the Blood Moon will decide the rest.”