Piper Alpha Disaster Survivors Novels & Stories

The largest pack Alphas were worried that something happened to them, and for good reason. While most of the packs were fine, Alex and Car found 3 packs that weren’t. When they arrived they found burned down homes, bodies, and tracked survivors as far as they could. They brought the survivors they did find to the closest large packs and searched the areas for clues or any information. The packs that took in the survivors were asking them slowly to try to get some answers as well. Meanwhile I was here, helping Nel the best I could with the pack while Alex and Car were away. Nel could easily manage by himself, but I told myself I Was helping to avoid missing Alex nonstop.

He looked like he’d been dragged through a gravel pit. "We’ve lost fourteen more since noon," he said, his voice a flat, dead drone. "Old Harek is gone. He took three of their Alphas with him when he blew the stone-trap on the west ledge. And little Pip..." He choked for a second, then swallowed hard. "Pip didn't make it back from the pitch-pots. He ignited the barrels, but he was too close." Pip. He was twelve. He hadn't even had his first shift. He’d volunteered to crawl through the brush because he was the smallest.

What exactly had happened that they couldn't have easily gotten a hold of? "How bad was the damage?" "There are less than twenty survivors that we have found so far. Their Alpha died of injuries at our doorstep. We had to take in the survivors, they had nowhere left to go." Less than twenty? In a pack that had numbered well over a thousand? Alex felt a chill come over him even though it was at the peak of summer. "And how are the efforts to build your walls?"

His decision not to do so would leave him with a permanent scar, and that is if he were ever able to make it out of this alive. Alpha Cillian had turned his back in like two seconds, and this was after giving orders for the survivors to be taken to prison before they would begin clearing the dead bodies. The war was over, and it was time to return home to celebrate, but the top soldier among the survivors would see to it that there would be no celebrations after this war. There would be no celebrations if the Alpha didn’t survive it, right?

“set up camps and provide our guests with something to eat and freshen up. Do not forget to continue with evacuating those affected by the earthquake’’ Alpha chase commanded his men through the mindlink. As they went about their duties, so did the rogues added a helping hand and things went even smoother than expected. The body of Logan was burned. It was the least they could do. Altera was days away and for someone who had betrayed his own kind, it was a favor not to bring him home. Emandra has not had sleep, she could not bring herself to concentrate on anything. Paris stayed by her side trying to calm her nerves.

LIAM'S POV I stepped outside to see who it was that wanted to see me only to meet the messenger of the pack panting heavily while he rested his hands on his knees. He looked extremely totally exhausted, like he had run the whole distance to see me. Two men were with him and they didn't look bright and their breathing was heavy too,only that I didn't think they ran to come here. "My Alpha...one of our own was killed by rogues in the woods...Before we could get to her, the rogues ran off…"

Alice struggled to keep her emotions in check, knowing she had to keep fighting. "Retreat! Everyone, retreat!" Ramon’s friend shouted. The survivors gathered near the house, collecting their injured comrades to flee to the woods. Just then, Alice saw a Japanese soldier hurl a grenade at the retreating group. Blood and flesh exploded in all directions, rendering Alice temporarily deaf. Another grenade exploded, setting the house where Johnson and Odette were resting ablaze. Alice couldn't bear it anymore. She wailed in agony, her heart shattering. Nearly everyone was dead, except for those hiding in the woods—mostly women, children, and the elderly. She dropped to her knees, overwhelmed by ho

She was the only mother he’d ever known. Two years ago, Adira was kidnapped and murdered by a rival pack. After his father got revenge and defeated her killers, the Alpha stepped down from his position to mourn the love of his life. Rinc became Alpha and had been doing everything in his power to prevent another tragedy like Adira’s. “You are bleeding.” Lacee was only inches away from him. Being so close to her was making his heart beat faster. “It’s not my blood.” He reassured her. “But look.” She pointed to a wound on his hip. Between the adrenaline and thrill, he hadn’t even felt the pain of the cut down his hip. “You are hurt.”

Through the open doors, I could see Alpha Logan bent over a tactical map, surrounded by his commanders. He looked up as we entered, his eyes finding mine immediately. His gaze was not surprised but grimly satisfied. "So, she's finally home," he said, straightening to his full, imposing height. "About time." Maison moved slightly in front of me, a protective gesture that didn't go unnoticed by his father. "Interesting," Alpha Logan murmured, his eyes flickering between us. "Very interesting." "Viktor's rogues attacked the cabin," Maison reported. "Jackson, Mateo, and two guards are holding them off, but they're outnumbered."