Marine Service Alphas Novels & Stories

He asked. “Yes sire, they introduced themselves as the whisper pack, I just said they wanted to see you” the servant answered, his expression uncertain. Alpha Axel paused as he tapped the servant's shoulder, “I will go from here, you have another job to do,” he said, darting his eyes away from the servant as he looked in the direction of the whisper pack. “Go to Daniel, I know his condition is still bad but I need his help” he locked eyes with the servant. “Can you do this?” he asked, his face etched with seriousness.

"Where are the elite enforcers?" Torin’s massive frame stepped out from the side of the building. The Alpha was carrying a heavy wooden crate of supplies, which he set down effortlessly. "An army only functions if the soldiers believe they are separate from the people they are ordered to kill," Torin rumbled, standing beside me. The Alpha pointed toward the harbor. Anchored peacefully next to The Resonance were the three Imperial warships. But they flew no flags. "When you warped their cannons," Torin explained, "the High Consul ordered his fleet to ram the docks. He wanted to crush us under the iron hulls."

With newfound resolve, we walked over to where Jake stood with Alpha Charles. Sergio expressed gratitude to Alpha Charles for his hospitality, a genuine acknowledgment of the bond that connected supernatural beings in times of need. Alpha Charles, in turn, urged Sergio to notify him if anything suspicious threatened the delicate balance of their existence. The exchange emphasized the unity among Alphas, a complex web of alliances that transcended individual territories. With formalities concluded, Sergio, Jake, and I left Alpha Charles's mansion, stepping into the cool night air. The imposing structure of the mansion faded into the background as we headed towards a strange black vehicle.

While the other three alphas scattered to protect other areas of the Crescent pack. At one point, Alpha Leo and his army stood toe-to-toe with Alpha Dave, who brought along another alpha. "Looks like you don't give up easily, huh, Alpha Ethan?" alluded Alpha Leo with a sardonic smile. Alpha Leo looked at the other alphas standing to the right and left of Alpha Ethan. "Wow, you brought more help than the last war. You're very protective of this small territory," Alpha Leo said. Alpha Ethan ignored Alpha Leo's words.

the alpha again inquires me. "Yes," I answer as I raise my head. "Good," he answers while he nodded, now staring back at me. "It's forbidden for my secretary to be involved in any relationship with my men if there not mates," the alpha said to me before I could remove my eyes off him. I was so surprised by what he had said. Still, I nodded telling him yes. How could he think I was interested in being in a relationship with Eric I thought angry, while I continues to stare at him. I was so pissed by him that I could feel my blood boiling within me with great anger.

We came in expecting a bloodbath and some intense battle, but something changed. Even from the way Cora had described Kyle... this guy didn't seem like someone who longed to be a conqueror. I need to speak with her because something is definitely off here. Alpha Marco released Sophie from the collar and he held her, cradling her as if she was a baby. I walk towards them and Sophie looks at me with wide eyes and bows her head, "Alpha Maven." I smile softly, "Hey Sophie." I raise my eyes and look at Alpha Marco and say, "I'd like to speak with you."

My beta is in his wolf form next to me as we decide the time to invade. Jacob and his pack will never know what hit them. The one thing good is we have one on the inside willing to help us and that is Mandy’s mate Steven who is also a warrior. My people know to leave him and the women and pups alone. We want the warriors and if possible, just out of the way. There is only one that we want dead in all this and that is Alpha Jacob. ‘Alpha, the men are all in place and ready to go on your mark.’ Kyle says in the mind link.

My blood stopped the moment I washed the wound with some water, and even though there is some throbbing down there it is nothing I couldn't handle. I ignore Martha’s comment, making my way out to enter the client cubicles. Entering the third cubicle, I see an old man sitting in the middle of the room. People that work with me say that they can smell whether their client is an Alpha or a Beta, but when I whiff the air flaring my nostrils, all I smell is the alcohol in the club.

Doesn't this prove that he truly cares for me? "My dear, you're hesitating, doesn't this prove that he doesn't treat you as a Luna should be treated?" "No, you're mistaken, the Alpha treats me better than anyone of you can imagine. Just in case you haven't noticed, he has claimed me and he didn't reject me like my first mate did. I doubt he would do all of those things he did to me because of having a witch's breath."

There was no way she could keep important Alphas for thirty minutes. She naturally gulped at the thought of meeting the Alphas. They were the continental Alphas. Six in number and just the double brutal. They were different from the regional alphas, who had time for their duties. The reason they were called the continental alphas was because they owned the biggest pack on their continent. Their contribution to the world as a whole will be important to her, the alpha of alphas. For a moment, she hoped that Marcel had done a good job of not pissing them off. They ought to work together and not be against each other.