Lifetime Alpha Strength Novels & Stories

“We can’t show mercy or fear, but we must be ready. Vale and Maxim are in danger and you know it. We have to be careful for them. I feel responsible, I need to protect us all. I will take care of Anna, Kelvin, and the witch. Dad you have to take a backseat. This is Mine, Ken’s, Jake’s, and Fred’s fight.” “You are still a child.” Dad tells me sternly. “You are over 50, time to retire. Most Alphas retire before forty,” I know I’m kinda hitting below the belt. Dad waited for his Luna a long time. Also he is Lycan and Lycans can live well over 100 years only slowing down in the last year or so. Werewolves tend to live right at 100 years or just over.

My chest burned with the force of holding him back. The room turned colder when my father stepped forward. He didn’t raise his voice; he didn’t need to. Each word was a hammer, final and absolute. “Strength is everything. Do you know why this pack has endured while others crumbled? Not wealth. Not alliances. Strength. A Luna must be powerful beside the Alpha, not pity. A latent cannot be Luna.” Latent. The word hit harder than any strike I’d taken in training. Images seared through me: Olivia’s face tilted up, her eyes burning with the bond, her mouth forming my name like it meant something. Her fingers were clutching my coat as if letting go would shatter her. Her whispered promise—Tomorrow

But she swallowed it down. “Are you strong?” Aria blinked. “What?” Elder Miriam leaned forward, gaze pinning her in place. “Strength,” she said. “The foundation of our world. The Alpha leads because he is the strongest.” Her eyes dragged over Aria, slow, assessing, dismissive. “And the Luna? She must be his equal.” Aria didn’t answer. She didn’t have to. Miriam let the silence stretch, then exhaled, like that alone confirmed her point.

Watching her get stronger, faster, more resilient. I couldn’t be more proud of my girlfriend. Sometimes, being Alpha means making decisions others could never make. I've made the decision to allow this fight because I sat in the Werewolf Health Institute and watched those scientists find broken record after broken record. Size. Hearing. Vision. Pain tolerance. Strength. Stamina. Healing. It all adds up to an unbeatable girl.

I asked, already knowing I would not like the answer. "Your Alpha abilities are at sixty percent capacity. Maybe less. The bond damage is severe." Vida pulled back, her expression grim. "Your wolf is there but fractured. It will take time to heal. If it heals completely." If. Not when. If. I lay there after she left and processed what that meant. An Alpha at sixty percent was not really an Alpha at all. An Alpha needed full control. Full strength. Full connection to his pack through the bond. I had none of those things anymore.

”I whispered to him staring into his brown eyes. “Yes Luna, I will be!!”He said and bowed slightly before leaving. I watch him leave the room hoping that he finds the girls soon. Rhea. I didn’t know this is the reason why the old which kept me alive, neither did I know that the alpha of Red moon pack will have a need for me after all it was his men that tried to kill me. After taking my bath that day, I met the old witch talking to a man. His aura alone was able to tell me that he is an alpha, not just an ordinary one but one who has lots of darkness in him.

The specific aliveness of him in that conversation. She said: you saw it. He said: yes. He looked at his hands. I spent two hundred years believing that the specific kind of strength I built was the primary kind. Combat capability. Strategic authority. The Alpha leadership that held territories and commanded loyalty. He paused. Luca is going to save people's lives. Not by fighting for them. By healing them. That is not a smaller strength. It's a different one. She held his gaze. He said: I'm learning something I should have understood earlier.

What kind of an Alpha am I if I can't. "It's okay, Cade. You're still an Alpha, and a damn good one," Logan interrupted, his voice calm and reassuring. I envied his unflappable nature. Even in the midst of chaos, he remained composed, and I often wished I could emulate his steadfastness. "Everything will be okay. Don't be so hard on yourself." "But it's been months of one failure after another," I protested, my frown deepening. "You know she can't be officially recognized as my Luna without my mark, and you know what that means to the rest of the Pack. My position as Alpha.."

Any Alpha that already has a mate, when in the Ruth phase and after removing sperm fluid, needs to rest because in that phase the Alpha needs to burn its strength, although only a few percent. Besides, I'm not certain I can kill him if he's in his normal phase. His strength as an Alpha is clearly 100x stronger than a weak Omega like me. I am determined, and with courage, I will take his life tonight. I pointed my knife at his bare chest. Just as the tip of my knife was about to pierce his skin, Theo suddenly opened his eyes.

Which was why she was going through so much pain. "It's nothing serious, I'm just getting tired a lot," she added. "Is that why I'm getting stronger?" " Yes, it is, " she explained, "you are supposed to be the next alpha, your body is responding to the role." " You will start to lose your strength though, when your father's reign as alpha comes to an end." "Isn't that supposed to make me stronger?" " Behind every strong alpha, there's an even stronger Luna," she explained. " You will be strong, but a Luna will make you stronger, just as she will be stronger with her Alpha."