Medal Placement On Dress Blue Alphas Novels & Stories

Jacob approached again with two pack warriors carrying his bags, massive trunks and duffels that suggested a stay far longer than a week. “Wow,” I muttered. “That’s… a lot.” Jacob beamed. “A man must be prepared. You never know how long you’ll stay when you’re surrounded by good company.” Aric barked, “You’re staying one week.” Jacob laughed. “Sure.” “That wasn’t a negotiation.” “We’ll see.” Aric stepped forward, shoulders squared, dominance rolling off him like thunder. “Jacob. I am the Alpha here. You follow my rules.” Jacob’s smile didn’t falter. “Of course, cousin. Whatever you say.”

Today is going to be hectic. They wore the D’Arvenzi colors, black and crimson, the shade of blood spilled in elegance. Their acting Alpha, Ronan D’Arvenzi, walked at the head, flanked by three sentinels, all lean, sharp-eyed wolves who reeked of arrogance and perfectly masked menace. As acting alpha, he had the right to sit amongst us, but that didn't mean we will all see him as one of us. I didn’t stand. He didn’t bow.

My mom won’t be very pleased, and my dad may actually be upset since I would be messing up his golden children’s day. I quickly take off to the packhouse, cursing myself for being late and also wearing what I’m wearing. Swearing in a new Alpha is a big deal, and you have to look nice at the ceremony. I opted for a knee-length, sleeveless black dress with red pumps. I always like to have an item stand out from everything else. Now, running in these pumps was just not the best idea for a dress. Then again, I didn’t plan to be late for the ceremony.

"We've got this." The ceremony wasn't until moonrise, but preparation started immediately. Elder Thomas arrived at sunrise with ceremonial robes for both of us. "These have been worn by every Alpha and Alpha's mate in Silvercrest history," he explained, laying out the garments. "You honor the past while building the future." The robe was heavy—dark blue velvet with silver embroidery depicting pack history. Moons and wolves and trees intertwined in intricate patterns. Beautiful and weighty, both literally and symbolically. "I'll see you at the ceremony," Thomas said. "Until then, prepare yourselves. Meditate. Center. This is the last day of your old lives."

None of which were going to pair well with the tie I had bought for Kane, though. ‘We don’t need to be matching with him,’ my alpha hummed. ‘Tonight, we celebrate us. Tonight, we will arrive at that hall representing yourself, your medical team, and all the work that you’ve put into this pack.’ I never thought I could feel so comforted by a dissonant voice. One that had its own control over me. “You’re right,” I sniffled. “Let’s see what I can find.” I rummaged through the various hangers in search of a suitable dress. Aside from the dark blue one I had worn for that one Alpha gathering, the only other gown that was suitable was a dark crimson.

Diego answered. The Alpha games were not obligatory, but most packs typically participated in them. They were our version of the Olympics. It was a way to showcase a pack’s strength. It was also a way for packs to realize who they should not mess with, and which packs would be good to strike alliances with. Nightshade took first place the past five years. I was not certain about before that. “What do you want to do about all of this?” Kade asked me, setting his chin on my shoulder.

In the thousands of years of being the Alpha, Raj have made no public appearances. No one will know who he was with his appearances, only with his aqua-blue robe that was known for all ages that was a suit that consider be the Alpha's recognition of itself, and that only happen in a battle between his enemy. And those who saw him, no one could even left alive to tell the tale. Since then, no one could wear such a thing that the Alpha could wear, in fear of being mistaken. It could be a biggest tragedy if that was to happen in other ordinaries life. Their life could be consider in the hiding, and not at all free.

I wonder what he would think of me at that moment. The alphas are waiting for me in the lobby, each of them dressed in blue shirts and black pants with the Fall Mountain pack symbol on the chest, at heart level. I've seen the symbol around the house on random things, it's a mountain with wolves running in a circle around it, and the middle is full of stars. Boys seem imposing, frightening, and to me, a comfort. Trey is there too, looking just as nervous as everyone else. "Can't you tell her you're moving or something?" Then it stops, right? he asks, stepping in front of the alphas to greet me first. His voice is nothing but upset and my chest hurts.

I smiled at her glad at least I made a friend out of this mess and secretly hoping her alpha would choose me to join their pack. We quickly grabbed the last of the garment bags in her car and darted back up to my room before anyone could stop us. “So, I’m at conflict, wearing green like you because our alpha loves the color or wearing this blue I absolutely love.” She hung the bags on the door of my closet, opening them as she was speaking. A gorgeous blue fabric immediately caught my eyes, it screamed my new friend's personality, vibrant and fun. I helped her pull it from its bag, it was flowy and so pretty; the green dress was forgotten to me. This was her dress. “This one girly.” I smile

She was a part of this pack now, and she would do whatever it takes to protect it. The tension within the pack continued to grow, and despite their efforts, Jessica and Lucas had yet to uncover the root of the problem. As they worked together to investigate, Jessica couldn't help but feel drawn to her alpha. His strength and confidence were alluring, and she found herself struggling to resist him. One evening, as they walked through the forest, Lucas reached out to caress Jessica's arm. She flinched at his touch, her body tensing as she withdrew from him. Despite her desire to submit to her alpha, she knew that she had to maintain a professional distance.