Lifetime Alpha Strength Novels & Stories

“What are you saying, Ryker? You’re getting me confused.” “What I’m saying, Alpha, is that since it works on increasing human strength, think of what it could do to werewolves. Their strength would be increased, not as much as a crimson, but enough to defeat even the strongest of warriors. Its only demerit is its short time limit.” Doctor Ryker replied, dropping the box to protect the materials inside. “So how long do we have before the power runs out?” “At maximum, two hours on a werewolf.” Alpha Duncan nodded, knowing it was enough time for what they were about to do. “Lead the way, Ryker.”

"...to touch my people?" In that peak explosion of unadulterated rage, Lane completely unleashed her dormant strength. A massive, suffocating wave of true, ancient **Alpha energy** exploded outward from her body like a shockwave. The sheer, crushing weight of her aura slammed into the corridor, so heavy and dense that the stone walls seemed to groan under the pressure. It was an aura passed down through generations of legendary generals—a dominant, apex power that demanded absolute submission.

EPILOGUE PT. 2 NARRATIVE POV Tia’s eyes drifted from her pups over to the love of her life. She hadn’t reached the age of full accession yet, but every day, she saw Miles becoming stronger as her protector. Once she reached twenty-five, their strength would become limitless. It made sense why the Goddess granted this power to a female over a male. Alphas are very easily led astray at times; Lunas tend to be the calm balance of the pair. Not that she ever doubted Miles to be honest and trustworthy, but many respectable Alphas would love to have their hands on the power upgrade that Miles received after fully mating her.

[Abe] He has finally gotten rid of that wretched thing. Abe glanced at the full moon shining brightly above his village and grinned proudly. If you couldn't be the best, then stay alive till the end to be at the top. He chuckled silently at the thought of his life motto. After his older brother's heroic sacrifice in a battle, Abe swiftly took over as the Alpha of his pack and got his first taste of power. Life was good. It was so good that he wanted more.

Heath said in a calm voice. This was his realistic thinking. Liam didn't want to admit it, but if he managed to recover, then maybe he would have another three hundred to four hundred years of life. He was a strong Alpha, and he knew that he could last far longer in this world than his grandfather or any other Alpha. But for Harriet, another three to four hundred years was the same as eternity. “That's not the point that makes Elder Sister angry, though. You must've known what the reason is, right?” Heath took a deep breath, started crouching down and sat on the ground.

“What do you mean he wants immortality? I’m mortal; I can’t give him what I don’t have.” “Are you sure about that? You are a direct link to the celestial mother herself. We grew up hearing stories about the goddess walking amongst us, her lovers living well beyond their years, so powerful that they ruled over all others as the Alpha of Alphas. Who knows what terrors he’d be capable of if he got his hands on you?” “But I’m mortal,” she gasped, “I get weak and vulnerable just like everyone else. Just putting a wolf in you drained me so much that I had to be carried to bed.”

It honestly felt weird, bearing the Beta title while my dad bore the Gamma title. It was quite unheard of in the history of the Moonstone pack. A luna being involved actively in murder was not something that any pack member expected to witness in our pack, not in our lifetime anyway. The Luna's reason or reasons for killing the Beta was yet to be disclosed to the public, probably only the high families knew; even Darrell didn't know. His father always kept him in the dark about a lot of things, and this was one of them. I have always thought that was a risky way to bring up one's child, considering he would be taking over as Alpha in a few years from now.

I felt that this was my last salvation. -If I become your mistress, would your father help me? -What -I know who you are and what you are going through. I am an alpha and I could help you with this. I'm willing to do anything to become your lover to save my life. I'll do anything you ask me to do. -You have a lot of nerve to say that to me. She looked annoyed when she heard me speak, but she started looking me up and down. I wasn't ugly, I was 24 years old, black hair and blue eyes, I was a little tall and I tried to keep in shape. I worked out every day.

I slammed my fists down onto the desk again, the impact doing nothing to ease the ache that clawed at my chest. Later that night, I found myself at the training grounds. The cool air offered no comfort as I leaned against the tree line, watching the Gammas spar in the distance. I could hear their murmurs, Max, Lana, even Luthor. I caught snatches of their conversation as they huddled together. They would not have said what was said, had they sensed my alpha presence. I am that weak now. See, a regular wolf would be weakened a bit but not an alpha. Because of our power, our profound emotional distress undermines our confidence and motivation. This we are affected in a larger heightened scale

“You don't use magic, Alyse. You are the magic. The dream gave you the vision so you would have the will to act. The Goddess gave you the name so you would have the power to speak. Do you want him to live?” I thought of Alaeric, his pride, his pain, and the way his eyes looked right before he died in my vision. The bond roared in my chest, a desperate, clawing thing. “Yes,” I said, my voice finally steady. “I want him to live.” “Then we begin tonight,” Lyra said, looking at Kael. “Kael, you must bring the Alpha’s primary sword to the Silver Mines. He cannot know why. He is too proud to accept protection he doesn't understand. We will weave the light into his blade in secret.”