Obsidian Alpha Novels & Stories

Adhara asks disappointed. “Yes, I am an alpha.” “Stop the car, I'm going to get out.” Adhara orders, slurring her words. “I haven't started the car yet.” says the alpha and she makes an o with her mouth. “Best, goodbye.” Adhara says ready to leave. “Why are you leaving now?” “Alphas are very complicated and what I want is the opposite. So, we'd better not get involved. After all, I am an omega who wants to be free and I would never be free by connecting with an alpha.”

"The Obsidian pack does not stand before you today as a dominant force looking to conquer your lands. We stand before you as the vanguard that saved your lives. But the infrastructure of Aethelgard was vast. There are still underground laboratories, shell companies, and human conspirators that need to be rooted out." He leaned forward, his alpha aura expanding into the room, not as an attack, but as an absolute challenge. "The question is, Alphas, will you stand with the Obsidian pack to clean our streets, or will you wait for the next machine to be built in your own backyards?" Alpha Vance looked at the data drive, then at Laila’s unbroken, silver-lined posture, and finally at Kaden’s letha

"And what are we mixing the core metal with, Architect?" "Everything," I said, picking up the heavy tectonic battery. The spinning black water inside seemed to pulse in response to my touch. "We are going to build the Obsidian Engine. And then we are going to show the rest of this world exactly what the humans and the wolves can do when we stop playing defense."

Arabelle Gwyneth heard two devastating news on her 18th birthday: That she was mated to ruthless Alpha Zach Blackwood and that he rejects her in front of the whole pack. “You’re weak, wolfless, and beneath me. I, Alpha Zach Blackwood, reject you.” But rejection isn’t freedom. Soon Arabelle’s abusive father sells her to Zach to settle his gambling debts, and she becomes his slave. He is cold. He is cruel. But also obsessed with her? His dark eyes follow her everywhere. His commands grow more possessive. And worst of all? The mate bond didn’t break. When wealthy Beta Simon Sinclair offers Arabelle escape, protection, and genuine affection, she finally has a choice. But

I gripped it, hoping the pain would subside. “Calm down,” he stated softly, rising from his chair with his hands held up in surrender. “You are safe.” My heart hammered in my chest and confusion swirled around my head. The moment I remembered what Tyris and Ivy did to me, my chest heaved, and my body began to shake as sorrow racked through me. “Who are you?” I mustered the courage to still ask further questions. “I am Liam Hendrix,” he started, exuding dominance with his Greek jaw. “Alpha of the Clawson pack.”

With them gone, I scrunched my hand into a fist and dealt him blow after blow, until his face was completely unrecognisable. Standing up, I dealt one final blow as I stomped on his head. When I was done, I pulled the door open and called for a guard. "Get rid of him," I instructed. "Any idea where Alpha?" he asked, his eyes bulging as he took in the state of his former pack member. "I don’t care where you dump him, but I want him out of Spring Lake," I stated firmly. "Yes, Alpha," he said, his eyes refusing to meet mine.

“Surrender Alpha Darius!” Then she saw him. A man in dark yet shining armor standing at the center of the slaughter. His voice was calm, he didn't fight— he just observed the chaos. “It's done, Sire” a huge man stepped forward, his blade dripping with blood— the blood of her people. The Alpha king ordered that your family and entire pack be executed” the voice rang through the chaos. Sienna’s breath caught. “You lie! Kieran wouldn't do that to us” her mother spoke

When that is being resolved then I strike. I'm sure Darius would forgive me when I propose this amazing offer to him, he'll finally become an Alpha, a leader. This is the day I'd been waiting for and I must say that the spirits are in my favour this season and I'm immensely grateful, this was such a good way to reward their humble servant.

“Answer my goddamn question.” He leaned down so his face was level with mine. “I killed them all. Are you satisfied?” he yelled, his alpha voice rolling over me, making my wolf want to submit. I fought it. “I really have little patience for a stubborn bitch like you, but for some reason I don’t want to kill you yet. At least not before I gather all the information about the ways you make your weapons at Red Moon pack.” I refused to believe that Mason and the rest are dead. I shook my head vigorously and hit at his chest with my fists, weak from the wound.