Marine Alphas Novels & Stories

"And that we wanted to understand the right thing before we sat in a room with nine other Alphas who might not have had the same conversation." "That is the correct preparation," I said. "We thought so," she said. The seven remaining Alphas arrived across the morning. Not all of them with the same quality. Three arrived with the formal distance of wolves attending an institutional meeting. Appropriate posture. Minimal pre conversation. The documents received and acknowledged but not yet integrated. Two arrived with something I had not anticipated. They came together in the same vehicle. Alpha Greaves of the southwest territory and Alpha Mira of the coastal region. Their documents had address

Their smiles were there… but not real. Then one of them spoke again, his tone changing slightly. “However,” he said slowly, “there is something we must discuss.” My chest tightened. Here it comes. “You are a female,” he said. I didn’t react. “You are also… an omega.” My fingers curled slightly at my sides. “If you become Alpha,” another elder continued, “it will bring… complications.” I looked up now, my eyes steady. “Complications?” I repeated quietly. They nodded. “No one will respect you the way they should,” one of them said. “The pack is not used to such a change. It could cause division. Conflict.”

"Please, Alpha! Please, take me with Lady Rowan! She's injured and needs care. Please let me go with her! I'm her personal servant, please." One of the Twin Alphas, the one with the piercing grey eyes, Alpha Julian stepped forward in front of Maria. Then after a moment of unreadable silence, he commanded, "Let the girl in. If the breeder dies of an infection before we're even finished with her, it's a waste of our time." Another guard grabbed Maria by her arm and we were both dragged away to one of the cars that brought the Alphas. As we were thrown to the backseat of the car, Maria pulled me into a desperate embrace.

The Alpha could save himself. *****

“Is there a pack that will volunteer?” Celeste could only smile when Alpha James of the Marine Corps Pack stood. “So be it.” Marcus nodded. “Miss Naples, I think a change of scenery would do you some good also. And I think that Alpha Celeste would be a good teacher for you. And congratulations on earning your degree. I am excited to see you get your diploma tonight.”

As Alphas, we’ll push her boundaries and reach limits that she may not be comfortable exploring, and if she doesn’t voice her concerns, we may not know we’ve gone too far until it’s too late. And that’s unacceptable. Tonight’s offense is obviously mild, and her punishment won’t be harsh. However, I intend to use her little lie as a teaching moment. Because we can’t afford larger lies in the future. “Are you all right to helm the yacht on your own?” I ask Beta Lock and Alpha Mackin. They are two of the wolves we typically take with us when sailing into the mainland. Beta Lock is an expert yachtsman with a nautical engineering background and Alpha Mackin is an enforcer in training. He’s a lone

61. Her savior for the rescue Harsh winds twisted their boats. The waves slapped their skin and eyes, causing them to put the veil of the eyelids over their sight while two guards on each side of the boats ceaselessly propelled through the rough sea waves with oars. On board, in one of the boats, Alpha Alan tried to look through the winds at their destination ahead. But surprisingly the winds were so turbulent and Alan had to look away given that he could not withstand the hits of plummeting raindrops.

Mara begged slowly, lifting her tired bones from the hard cold floor. "My Alpha... please. Just let us speak to her. We don't care if we die here or not...we only care that we see her and seek for her forgiveness…"she coughed. Liam stepped closer. Their words could only make him scoff in disbelief. "What would her forgiveness give to your wicked hearts?" "Please...My Alpha. That is all we ask…"

he says as he scrunches up his nose. He looks at me knowingly, and I purse my lips and avoid eye contact. "Both of us?" Mavy asks and shoots me a glance. "Mavy must have rubbed off on me Alpha." Alpha's are bigger, better, and their senses are 10 times stronger than the average wolf. I know he could see through my lie. "Hmm..." Alpha Joshua murmurs. He seemed to be mulling something over as Mavy ripped open the bag of chocolates.