Nike Alpha Menace Elite 1 Novels & Stories

I needed him back in his pack, and more importantly, I needed the pack to accept him as their next Alpha. But how? I stood up and began pacing across the room, my mind racing through every possibility. If Jake returned like this, no one would trust him with the position. His reputation was already damaged, and after everything Hayes had done to him, the elders would probably question whether he was even capable of leading. I clenched my fists. I needed something that would make them look past everything. Something that would make them believe Jake was still worthy. Then a thought slammed into me. Maria.

Under the moonlight, Celia was certain that this was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. He had coal–black hair falling over his face. His striking features were perfectly symmetrical, his deep set eyes a dull red, and he had just the right amount of stubble to give him a rugged edge. Celia felt a sharp tug in her chest, but it left as quickly as it came, so she ignored it. The newcomer surveyed the area till his eyes fell on Nicholas. He smiled. It was both dazzling and sinister. “You’re the Alpha. It’s great to finally meet you.” He slowly strolled towards Nicholas. “I am Marcel.”

And at their head, there he was. Oh goddess! My pulse stuttered. The masked Alpha stood a full head taller than even the Alpha King, his broad shoulders cutting an imposing figure in a tailored navy coat that brought out the storm-grey glint of his eyes behind the mask. Moonlight seemed to cling to him, casting an ethereal glow over the silver threads woven through his attire. Elara's nails dug into my arm. "Goddess above." Astrid forgot to breathe. Elara, ever the pragmatist, muttered, "That's at least two hundred pounds of pure muscle under—"

On the other side stood Alpha Alek Blue. Alpha Alek possesses a warm tan complexion, with thick, short curls of dark black hair, accented by striking neon red highlights that leave others puzzled. His thick eyebrows frame his face, complemented by a charming stubble that adds to his allure. With a perfectly shaped nose and a pointed chin, his misty green eyes hold a captivating depth, while his wide, heart-stopping smile reveals delightful dimples on his cheeks.

Make him mad and see how hotter he can look’ Inez swoons over his looks. ‘Didn't I tell you he is hot? Look at his physique. He is a dream’ She continues dreamily. My gaze travels down his face, clad in a gray henley with sleeves rolled up, showing off the veins in his hands. The fabric is stretched against the muscles, making the outline of his biceps, triceps, chest and abs visible to the eyes. “Carlos, We shouldn't take it lightly. The Pack without its Alpha is more likely to be attacked” Beta Ken's voice snaps me out of my daze.

The rogue also bears the mark of the disgraced, a scratch made by the alpha's claws on the left side of the face. Nathan chuckles humorlessly, reclining in his chair. "There's a fine line between courage and flat-out idiocy." I keep my head held high. I won't back down, no matter the consequences that may come. I grit my teeth and clench my fists as the will to punch Nathan increases. "Then again, if you're that willing to throw away your life, you've come to the right place," he responds flatly. He stands and opens his arms wide, mockingly. "Welcome to the Elite."

I can never thank this place enough for the shelter and comfort it has given us. I lowered my body to align with Nico’s wolf as I clung to his neck tightly but loosely enough not to choke him. Nico’s wolf is massive. He has pure black fur that is silky and fine and feels smooth on my skin. The top coats were short, while the undercoats were long and flowy. I wonder if he is an Alpha. Only alphas have this size of a wolf. The wolves of his elite warriors were slightly smaller than his, and the fifteen others were a lot smaller than the warriors’ wolves. I get it now: ranking affects the size of their animal counterparts.

Really, I don't trust his gut one bit even though his face remains soft and a ghost of a smile curls up his lips. He's really handsome, but not as much as the Prime Alpha. On the other hand, Nikolai is ethereal beauty. Insanely gorgeous. The way he smells, the way his hair flows, the way he's sculpted, and that body of his, the abs—8 of them—and his pecs that bounce when he storms forward or twitch when he's angry. "You're lost in your head." Alpha Marcellan's words call me back and I'm scared of my own head. The actual fvck? When did I notice all of these? "I said we should plan a shopping spree soon. You need new clothes."

I looked at myself, speechless at my beautiful glamour. "Alpha Knight made an outstanding choice when he decided on these gold laced knee boots for you and to match it up with this none button crisp transparent white shirt, embroidered with this gold adornment. This piece is a two-set limited edition pack which implies that it’s only made for you and Alpha Knight in this world,” Maya explains as usual. My white hair is all curled and tied to the back making my bangs highlight my face. I look undoubtedly beautiful.

Alpha Kingsley raised one fist calmly and blocked the attack head-on. Boom! The impact pushed him backward slightly. But before anyone could process what happened— Alpha Kingsley vanished. Like a flash. Like teleportation. He appeared directly before Alpha Damien almost instantly. His fist smashed heavily into Alpha Damien’s face. Bang! Alpha Damien’s body was blasted backward violently before crashing against the protective barrier. The entire shield trembled heavily. Roar!!! Alpha Damien roared furiously. Then suddenly— Cracking sounds echoed loudly across the arena. The sound of shifting bones spread everywhere.