No 1 Supreme Warrior Novels & Stories

Supreme Delta Toffe Cloudwater has had a rough start after being released from prison, he tried to kill his brother's murderer which is what landed him in prison, he was imprisoned for over a thousand years since his brother's demised along with King Aidan and Drax in a coup by their best friend and blood-brother. These events made him more determined to prove his loyalty to his family as he felt like he had let them down when they died. The Supremes are known to be mated to two mates to appease their wolf and vampire but Toffe is still without his second destined mate years later. After a brief fling and one night in the heat of passion with a warrior he cared about, he ended up with a son

His eyes grow wide and he tears at my hand. “N-no.” He rushes out. Bentley is frantic now, realizing I won’t be showing him any mercy. “Do you have a beta?” I ask his warriors, standing around dumbfounded. They look back and forth between each other, trying to devise an answer. “Do. You. Have. A. Beta?” I scream, punctuating every word. The warrior nearest Gemini sighs after looking at the others like they embarrass him. “No. He has no Beta.” “Fuck,” I groan. Now, killing this fucker will cause all sorts of chaos.

I continue flipping until I get to the 21st century where we currently are. Immediately I saw his name. I knew he was the one, I didn’t even have to look at the picture to confirm it was him, I felt it in my bones. Alpha Lorenzo Sinclair of the Lakeview pack. I ran my fingers on his picture and felt a spark, I guess that's a sign of our eternal connection. Just then I noticed words written under his name, my mouth hung open as I let out a gasp. "Supreme alpha Lorenzo Sinclair," I read the words out loud to confirm what I just read. "Lynn, what just happened?" I asked my wolf, "I guess he just got promoted to supreme alpha," she replied with a shrug with a shrug in my mind's eye

"They will swarm you. They will use their numbers, their hierarchy, and their cheap political tricks to crush you. If you cannot handle three elite beta warriors in my ring, you will never survive the summit when you return." Before I could even settle into a defensive stance, Vance raised his hand. "Begin." The three warriors didn't hesitate. They moved as a synchronized pack, splitting up instantly to flank me. The largest warrior—a brute named Torin—charged straight down the center, his massive, calloused fists aiming a crushing strike toward my jaw. I ducked beneath his blow, my sneakers slipping slightly on the fresh snow, but as I pivoted to strike his exposed ribs, the second warrior