Overlord Yuri Alpha Novels & Stories

“No, you are not, but not to worry, you will be. Soon.” Naturally, Urekai males are dominant and strong, but there are alphas amongst them who possess all those in an exceptional level. They have the power to compel others to their will. Alpha Will, some call it. It typically emerges in older males of over three thousand years, mostly of noble or ruling bloodlines. Rarely, someone like me. But I had it, anyway. “I do not understand…” Her shaky hands reached for the second robe at her waist, even as she tried to fight the compulsion. “Please let us talk about this.”

She remembers the way the leader laughed when they smelled Yuga’s aroused pheromones. The urge to vomit grows. “Things like this happen, Hana”. The woman tuts disapprovingly at her. “Alpha society is not something omegas like us can understand. It’s best to forget it and move on…”. “And Yuga is giving you the perfect chance to do it”. “So, me being given to his friends like his personal sex toy is some type of alpha society tradition?”. Hana’s eyes burn. “You’re telling me to accept it? Because h-he didn’t touch me?”.

Nora’s breath hitched in her throat, her hand flying to her mouth. The surrogacy contract died the moment Julian Vance marched his mercenaries across my river, Dominic said. Then, the feared Alpha Prime—the legendary warlord of the Northern crags who had never bowed to any king or council—slowly dropped to one knee on the cold stone floor before her. He looked up at her, his golden eyes burning with absolute, humbling devotion.

she continued. "Ahmm... is that a ranking?" I couldn't stop myself but asked. "Yep. Alpha is the pack leader, me — the beta — is the second in command, omega is the lowest rank," Miro answered my question. I just nodded. I can't deny the fact that I am amazed by their rankings. "And you are the chosen mate," he added. My forehead furrowed. "Mate?" I uttered. "Why am I involved?" My eyes dilated in shock.

she thought. She kept on thinking about something to confront these werewolves when finally, the Alpha spoke for the very first time, “Let us discuss our agendas now” Everyone got wide awake as soon as the words escaped through the Alpha’s mouth. Martha too, immediately looked up to see Alpha. Its voice was gruff. It carried the impression of the leader of a wolf pack without a fail. As tough as he appeared through his skin, so was his voice as well. The heavy breathing was there at all events. Benjamin adjusted himself a bit and began to stand up. Seeing Benjamin rise, even Cindy attempted to get up.

Clearly, these people were brainwashed into believing a lie! " Vampires and witches, but interact with them. They are our enemies," she answers. I refrain from scoffing. "So Nikolas is the Alpha of this pack?" "Yes," she continues explaining the hierarchy in the werewolf world, how they are all led by an ' alpha king' who is no other than Aurora's boyfriend. This ' alpha king' is the alpha of alphas—the strongest wolf in the city.

A low, amused chuckle right by my ear. “Easy, princess. Alpha’s orders.” My stomach dropped through the floor. I thrashed again, blind and panicked. “Let me go!” The blindfold was yanked off in one rough pull. Light stabbed my eyes. I blinked fast, tears streaming. Two Alphas I didn’t know towered over me, grinning like wolves who’d just found a lost lamb. One had a scar slicing through his eyebrow, the other had a tattoo crawling up his neck. Both wearing the same black-on-black enforcer gear Luther’s elite guards wore when they wanted to look scary.

The male roughly shoves Tyr to the side. Tyr eyes slowly grow blank yet again, and Soral sees the tremble in his hands. The way Tyr had not even flinched from the hit, like he is used to it already makes Soral's blood boil. Yet, he is clearly outnumbered and helpless against these Alphas Yori steps even closer, his lips stretching into a mocking smile, one that makes Soral’s stomach churn. Yori chuckles, smelling the omega's rage and fear. Such a small creature, what can he possibly do?

In his Lycan form, he was a monstrous mass of muscle and snow-white fur, with claws as long as knives and a bearing of pure authority. “Irina, to the right. Fidor and Oleg, push from the south. Mikhail, Anatoly, close from the east. Alexei, Ivan and Sasha with me, from the north. The Vasiliev Betas will make the final encirclement.” “Yes, Alpha!” They responded almost in unison, the mental communication vibrating in Alexei’s head like a tuned choir. Irina Vasiliev, the only female Alpha among them, with cutting green eyes and a slender but lethal body, let out an approving growl and departed with her betas, sliding like a shadow through the undergrowth.

"I... well, that's certainly... Alpha Yuri Donovitch, please join Luna Rhea in the center!" Yuri steps forward with a grace that makes me want to tear him apart limb by limb. His face is carefully neutral, but I catch the slight upward tilt at the corner of his mouth like satisfaction, maybe even triumph. He takes his place beside Rhea, and something passes between them, a look of understanding that twists my gut into knots. My wolf is in a frenzy now, clawing at my insides, demanding I reclaim what's mine. I dig my nails into my palms, feeling the sharp sting as they break skin. Control. I need control.